Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Seeing him like this, Qi Yan found it funny but didn't refuse.

"As long as you're not in a hurry."

Shen Rao pursed his lips tightly and ignored his vibrating phone.

How could the current person in power of Shen's not be anxious and busy?

After getting in the car, Chen Huai kept calling and sending him messages, but Shen Rao ignored them and set his phone to silent mode.

After half an hour.

The SUV stopped and when Shen Rao was staring outside in a daze, the door was opened.

Qi Yan put one hand in her pocket, sporadic snowflakes fell in her hair, and her face was a little red from the cold wind.

Another hand reached out to him, and snow fell from the seemingly white and soft palm, melting into water droplets in an instant.

"Come down slowly, the snow on the ground is frozen."

Shen Rao clenched his palms, as if he didn't see the hand she stretched out, and got out of the car directly by holding the door.

Looking at his cold back.

Qi Yan withdrew his hand awkwardly, touched his nose, and closed the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Shen Rao looked at the gate of the detention center puzzledly.

"Come and comfort the prisoners."

"...?"

Before he could ask, Qi Yan had already strode in.

……

In a separate interrogation room.

The man looked elegant and quiet, wearing a pair of plastic-framed glasses. He lowered his head and his facial expressions could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a ray of light slipped in from the gap in the door, slowly expanding and illuminating half of the room.

He squinted his eyes and looked up, but he couldn't see the face of the person coming against the light.

But the dazzling light was clearly reflected in the pupils, clearing away all the haze in the eyes.

When Zou Bai saw who was coming, he stood up excitedly, but his hands were handcuffed to the interrogation chair and he couldn't get up.

Qi Yan flipped through the interrogation records they gave him and glanced at him indifferently.

"Sit down."

Zou Bai hurriedly sat down again and stared at the woman in front of him.

His heart was in turmoil, with shock, fear, excitement and delight all mixed together, making him feel uneasy.

Qi Yan put down the interrogation record, crossed his legs, folded his hands on his knees, and spoke in a flat voice.

"The evidence you provided about Han Ting's crime should help you get a reduced sentence."

The Han family has a complicated background.

Han Ting has been relying on his family's power to bully others for many years, and it will not be easy to bring him down.

But just like Gu Qing said, Han Ting did all kinds of dirty things, and there were many people who were watching him behind his back.

The person in front of you is one of them.

The most loyal "dog" around Han Ting and an accomplice who follows his orders blindly.

Also in order to avenge his family, he endured humiliation and collected evidence for his enemies for many years.

"I don't need a commutation of sentence. Tell me, is Han Ting really dead?"

Zou Bai said anxiously, looking at Qi Yan with hope in his eyes.

He does not need a commutation of sentence, his hands have long been dirty in his quest for revenge, and he deserves everything.

The next second, after she nodded, she took off her glasses, covered her face with her hands, and her body trembled violently.

Then he burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face, and his voice was broken and hoarse.

"Finally...finally..."

His brows relaxed, then furrowed again, and he wiped his face of snot and tears.

"You know what? I... I thought that this day would never come in my life... Every time I thought he was finished, he was acquitted... I thought that I would never be able to avenge my family in my lifetime, I thought..."

I thought there would be no light, and that there was no fairness or justice in this world.

"Thank you...really thank you..."

Zou Baitou banged his head hard on the interrogation table, over and over again, and he didn't stop until his forehead became red and swollen.

Qi Yan folded her hands tightly, and finally left the interrogation room amid Zou Bai's crying and laughing thanks.

After she came out, she stood in the corridor and looked at the scenery outside.

The snow had stopped, the grey sky gradually faded away, and dazzling light slanted in, warming our bodies.

Shen Rao stood opposite her without her knowing when.

He was dressed in ink, with his hands hanging at his sides, and he stood there as if his entire body was coated with a layer of gold.

"How do you know that Zou Bai and Han Ting have a grudge against each other?"

Qi Yan leaned against the window, letting the warm sun warm her whole body.

“It’s not that hard to check.”

Zou Bai has a sister who takes her mother's surname. On her 18th birthday, Han Ting took a fancy to her and raped her. Then he tied her up and took her to a private club, forcing her to be entertained.

After being rescued, he was in a trance and suffered from severe depression.

Their parents wanted to seek justice, but they were retaliated by the drunk Han Ting, and both the couple were killed.

When Zou Bai's sister learned the news, she completely collapsed and jumped from the hospital building.

At that time, Zou Bai was studying abroad.

You can imagine how devastated he must have been in a foreign country knowing that his parents had passed away and his sister had committed suicide.

However, the scum found a scapegoat to take the blame and is still at large.

Qi Yan turned his head to look at the prosperous imperial capital outside, and suddenly felt melancholy, and his indifferent eyes darkened.

Shen Rao kept staring at her, taking in every change in her expression.

He once again realized that Qi Yan's background should not be underestimated, and the Han family had not found out the true situation of Zou Bai.

However, she was able to grasp the situation quickly, and was able to quickly convince Zou Bai, who had been patient for many years and was deeply scheming, and overthrow Han Ting in a self-destructive way.

Shen Rao lowered his eyes and pulled at the corner of her clothes.

"let's go."

The two came out of the detention center.

Qi Yan had just helped Shen Rao close the car door when a white-haired old man got out of a car not far away.

He was well-dressed but looked haggard.

He walked up to Qi Yan and stopped, before she could react.

With a thud, he knelt down.

The snow on the ground had frozen solid, with bumpy ice and snow, which was no more comfortable than kneeling on gravel.

Qi Yan looked at him with drooping eyelids, saying nothing.

The old man trembled, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and begged in a suppressed voice.

"Please, have mercy on me..."

Qi Yan put his hands in his pockets, raised his head and looked at Shen Rao, who had a cold face and was about to speak, and raised the passenger window.

Shen Rao's face darkened. He tried to open the door and get out of the car, but found that it was locked again.

The key was in Qi Yan's hand, so he could only hold his breath and look outside.

The off-road vehicle has very good sound insulation and almost no sound can be heard.

Han Tanglin endured the pain in his knees and ignored the piercing cold in his hands and forehead.

The other party didn't say anything and didn't dare to feel resentment.

Just like that, a stalemate continued until a clear and pleasant voice slowly rang out.

Just the words he said made people feel cold all over.

"You shouldn't be begging me. You should worry more about yourself."

Qi Yan squatted down and lowered his voice.

"My son can't run away. Do you think you can be safe?"

Han Tanglin trembled all over and looked up in horror.

When I looked into her indifferent eyes, a layer of cold sweat suddenly rose on my back in this cold winter.

Qi Yan stood up and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Don't worry. I know you can't bear to leave your son. You and your son will be reunited soon."

After saying that, she didn't care about Han Tanglin's stiff and frightened expression, opened the driver's seat, got in the car and left.

Han Tanglin was left alone kneeling on the ground, his face pale, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.