The two of them didn't speak for a long time. Yu Zeyao gently stroked her round shoulders with his long fingers and whispered, "There is one thing I have never mentioned to you."
"What?" Jing Yu replied lazily, without even raising his head from his arms.
"I looked into the kidnapping of Jingrong last time. Besides being related to my uncle, I have always suspected that Liang Shengyi had something to do with it."
Jing Yu looked up in surprise.
"Him?" Jing Yu thought for a moment, "He did tell me that the reason he was able to return home safely was because your uncle protected him. So, he and your uncle must be quite close."
"Do you remember what the kidnapper said when he called you?" Before Jing Yu could answer, Yu Zeyao took over and said, "If I remember correctly, you told me that the kidnapper said on the phone that someone specifically said that they didn't want to hurt you."
Jing Yu also remembered, "I also found this statement very strange at the time. But, I couldn't figure it out. It's just..."
"Just what?"
"Sheng Yi and Jing Rong used to have a good relationship. If it was really him who arranged for Jing Rong to be kidnapped, and he injured a child like this, it is simply insane!" When Jing Yu mentioned Jing Rong, his face became much more serious.
"Didn't you ask me about the wound on Liang Shengyi's body?" Yu Zeyao said, "It's because of this incident. If he really participated in Jing Rong's incident, and he was the mastermind, I will be punished. As for my uncle... He was also seriously injured this time. It's only a matter of time before he is suppressed."
Hearing him talk about these things, Jing Yu tightened her arms. After a while, she whispered, "I don't want you to get hurt again."
Such gentle words and such hopes warmed Yu Zeyao's heart.
The bloody storms of my past life seemed far away at this moment. Because of her, even my life began to become much gentler.
"Speaking of which, I really want to know something." Yu Zeyao lifted her chin and asked her to look up. He frowned and looked at her, "How did you know about the gunshot wound on his body? Last time at Qi's house, you two were dressed in disarray. What were you doing?"
Jing Yu pursed his lips, "So what do you think we did?"
Yu Zeyao narrowed his eyes and did not answer.
She was already in a bad mood at first, and when she saw that scene, she was impulsive for a while. But later, she thought about it carefully and realized that she was not that kind of person.
On her birthday, downstairs, he saw with his own eyes that she rejected Liang Shengyi.
Jing Yu curved his lips, "If I really get back together with Liang Shengyi, then you..."
"I won't allow that to happen. Besides, if I can chase you once, I can chase you a second time."
Jing Yu smiled sweetly, and after a while he explained softly: "He and I are not what you think. Over there, he showed me the wounds on his body on purpose to accuse you."
I knew the answer long ago, and now that I heard her explanation, I felt more comfortable. Yu Zeyao nodded, "I guessed it."
The knots in his heart were being untied one by one, but Jing Yu still had one thing weighing on his mind.
After a long pause, she finally spoke again: "Actually, I have always been afraid to know everything about my father... But now I want to know."
"Do you really want to know?" When bringing up this topic, Yu Zeyao's expression became much heavier.
Jing Yu nodded, "If I really want to be with you, I can't escape from all this."
"First of all, Yu'er, you have to understand that I didn't know he was your father at first. But I must admit to you that if I had known in advance, the only way I could have changed was to be more gentle. Political matters are not something I can influence or decide alone. From the beginning, your father and I had different political positions, which meant that many conflicts were inevitable. I am in this position, and I have both my helplessness and my insistence. This is my career, and it is also what I have to explain to my entire party. Do you understand what I mean?"
Jing Yu nodded slightly.
"Then my father's crime..."
"This is a ruling by the High Court. The evidence is irrefutable. He must not have been wrongly accused." Yu Zeyao was telling the truth. "Before your father was in a coma, no one was held accountable. Now that he has woken up, what was supposed to happen will still happen. What awaits him is bound to be a new round of examinations."
Jingyu's breathing became harder and his hands tightened as well.
Yu Zeyao knew that she was feeling upset, so he held her hand.
"Don't worry yet." He comforted her, "Now that he has handed over the key to the country, this is of course the greatest merit of redeeming himself. This will be taken into consideration when sentencing. And... I will plead for him appropriately."
Jing Yu felt sad.
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During this period of time, Jing Yu and Yu Zeyao were extremely peaceful. However, the other side was completely different.
Ever since Madam Wen came over two days ago, Jing Rong and Wen Yanzhi, no, Wen Yanzhi and Jing Rong have been in a cold war. Jing Rong has such a cold personality, and he has taken the initiative to show his goodwill to him, but Wen Yanzhi did not appreciate it.
Jingrong wanted to leave, but someone stopped him and refused to let him go.
this day.
Jing Rong had just closed the book when he heard some noise downstairs.
He hesitated for a moment, closed the book, sat in his wheelchair, opened the door and walked out. It was indeed him.
He was coming up from downstairs, his suit draped lazily over his shoulders. He hadn't been home the previous night, and now he looked tired.
Jing Rong wanted to say something, but Wen Yanzhi didn't even look at him, and walked past him with an indifferent look on his face. It was as if he, sitting in the wheelchair, was just air.
Jing Rong pursed his lips and looked at the back, feeling a tightness in his chest. He was not a person who would take the initiative to show his kindness, but he had already shown his kindness. Now that he was ignored again, it was difficult for him to speak again with his temper.
He sighed.
Planning to go back again.
At this moment, the figure suddenly stopped, and Jing Rong's movement of turning around also stopped.
"Jingrong." He heard Wen Yanzhi's voice, deep and tired.
Jingrong stopped.
Wen Yanzhi turned around slowly. His eyes were red and filled with a hint of sadness. That look made Jingrong feel pain in his heart.
"What you said in front of my mom last time, was it what you really thought?"
Wen Yanzhi asked.
His voice sounded a little hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't slept all night.
Jingrong clenched his fingers.
"I don't know which one you mean."
He stared at Jing Rong with his eyes fixed, "You asked me to get married and have children. You even helped me pick out a type I like. Are these things from your heart?"
Jing Rong was silent.
"Speak! Why are you silent?!" His silence angered Wen Yanzhi even more. What he wanted was for him to deny it immediately! Not this damn silence!
In Wen Yanzhi's opinion, his silence meant consent!
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You guys say I'm tired of writing about sweet things, and I say I'm not good at nor suitable for writing about sweet things!! I won't update at 0:00, so don't wait.