As soon as he climbed into the carriage, the police officers slammed the door shut.
Everything seemed to have settled down.
In the other car, Liu Xiaoyun clung to the window, her tearful eyes taking in the scene.
The hand gripping the car window, its fingertips turning white, began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Xie Jiaming..."
It wasn't until this moment that she realized how much Xie Jiaming had done for her behind the scenes.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared.
Tang Shu sighed softly.
Even as she watched Xie Jiaming go to jail for Liu Xiaoyun, she felt no emotion; instead, she felt he deserved it.
She looked up and saw Liu Xiaoyun, her eyes filled with tears, in the car window by the roadside.
Looking into those tear-filled eyes, and seeing the resentment in their gaze, Tang Shu couldn't help but frown. Had she suffered some great injustice?
Why are you making that face?
"Liu Xiaoyun, we haven't done anything wrong to you. Who are you crying for? It's not like whoever sheds the most tears is the victim! From beginning to end, it was you and Xie Jiaming who were fighting over Ye Yun's things, trying to hurt Ye Yun, and even trying to kill me! Don't put on this act of being wronged so badly, it's disgusting!"
The words may be rough, but the principle is sound.
His words made everyone suddenly realize their mistake.
Led by the police station captain, they initially thought Liu Xiaoyun had been wronged, but after Tang Shu scolded her, it seemed that Liu Xiaoyun was the one who shouldn't have cried.
They didn't know exactly what happened.
But from Tang Shu's words, one could also discern some clues about their music.
However, these secrets are not something outsiders like them should know. Any one of the people present has a more powerful background than the police officers. They shouldn't think too much about things they shouldn't know.
The patrol captain turned and said goodbye to Tang Shu.
As for how Xie Jiaming's case will be tried and how he will be sentenced, he doesn't need to worry about that at all.
There will be people at higher up orchestrating all of this; all they need is a result, a mere formality.
Don't scold them.
In any era, there are many places where the sun doesn't shine. Although they wear this skin, they are not in control of their own lives.
However.
Just as the patrol captain was saying goodbye to Tang Shu, a voice came from behind him—
"I surrender myself."
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