In the quiet courtroom.
Song Zhizhi looked at Xiaoqing with a cold gaze. "Xiaoqing, why are you framing me?"
Xiaoqing's body continued to shiver.
"Zhou Xiaoqing! Explain your actions clearly in court!" Song Zhizhi's voice raised a notch.
Xiaoqing was even scared to tears by Song Zhizhi's intimidation, stuttering to explain, "It was Aunt Zhu who forced me, she threatened to sell me into prostitution in Africa if I didn't do it. She threatened my parents and my family. My younger brother is only 8 years old, I didn't want him to be hurt."
Song Zhizhi cornered his lips, turning to Aunt Zhu.
Aunt Zhu at that moment was terrified. She watched Song Zhizhi with wide eyes, her face pale.
Song Zhizhi was about to speak.
