The lanky guy was stumped, and couldn't help feeling a bit guilty.
But Zhang Qian didn't give him a chance to react: "Or does she think your brother's large, bulbous head looks more delicious than the crayfish in her hand, and wants to taste it with some sauce?"
Knowing he couldn't outtalk Zhang Qian, the lanky guy retorted, "My brother just wants to add her on WeChat. Even if she doesn't want to give it, there's no need to screw him over like this..."
Hearing this, Zhang Qian's smile deepened: "Legally, this is called sexual harassment."
As soon as this word came out, the group of students immediately couldn't hold themselves together.
The fat guy who got crayfish soup splashed on his face finally couldn't hold back: "You're a lawyer, but you can't just say things recklessly, right? When did I harass her? It was obviously her who seduced me, and I..."
It would've been better if the fat guy hadn't spoken. At most, he would suffer a loss and the matter would be over.
