Chapter 122 Zhou Ding Judged

Jiang Yiqing subconsciously raised his head and looked at Wen Xiuyan. It was rare for him to show such a surprised expression.

He glanced at Wen Xiuyan, then lowered his head impatiently and carefully took out the photos and newspapers inside.

The first photo Jiang Yiqing saw also recorded the shooting time.

This was taken after a performance by Jiang Shengjin during college. At that time, Jiang Shengjin was very famous in school, not only because of her good looks, but also because she was good at studying and loved to participate in activities organized by the school.

Who would not be attracted by such a beautiful girl who knows almost everything?

It was also because Jiang Shengjin loved to participate in various activities that so many photos were left.

In the 1990s, the Internet was not well developed, and mobile phones were not like today, where everyone has one.

Not everyone could afford a mobile phone at that time, at least Jiang Shengjin could not afford one. She had no parents, and all the scholarships she received were used to pay tuition and living expenses.

Without a mobile phone, there was naturally no condition to take pictures.

Fortunately, she still left her own traces. Jiang Yiqing looked at the somewhat blurry photos, which still couldn't hide his mother's vitality, and his eyes were a little sore.

He stared at it reluctantly for a long time before looking at the next one. Compared with the youthful vitality of the previous one, this one was more serious.

This is a photo of the scholarship award. It turns out that his mother can also be so high-spirited.

The next photo is different from the previous two. It is a photo taken secretly from a different angle.

Jiang Shengjin was holding a book in her arms, and was talking to someone next to her. The sunlight just happened to shine on her profile, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Yiqing looked at all the photos carefully one by one, and then read the newspaper.

There was not only a small photo in the newspaper, but also a text record.

Jiang Shengjin, the winner of the xxth medal.

Jiang Shengjin was so dazzling before she married Zhou Ding, and Zhou Ding was also attracted by such brilliance at that time.

However, after getting married, he had long forgotten why he was moved. He only knew that no matter how outstanding Jiang Shengjin was, she was just an orphan without a father or a mother, and she could not help him seize control of Zhou's from other brothers.

Jiang Yiqing read the contents of the newspaper carefully bit by bit, trying to piece together his mother's past.

After reading it countless times, he exhaled and looked up at Wen Xiuyan, who reached out to help him wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Before his hand could touch him, he was suddenly hugged tightly by Jiang Yiqing. At this time, Wen Xiuyan clearly felt the slightly trembling body of the person in his arms.

The other buried his face in his shoulder, as if he didn't want him to notice his vulnerability, but Wen Xiuyan clearly felt the moisture on his shoulder.

He felt a pain in his heart, and lowered his head to kiss the top of Jiang Yiqing's head. He said nothing, but just patted the other's back gently, like coaxing a child, as if to remind Jiang Yiqing that he would always be with him.

After a long time, Jiang Yiqing calmed down and asked in a muffled voice, "How did you find these?"

After more than 20 years, it is not easy to find the photos from that time.

When Jiang Yiqing sorted out the only remaining relics of his mother, he did not find any photos in them. He was particularly disappointed.

He did not show it at the time, but Wen Xiuyan still noticed it.

At this moment, Jiang Yiqing felt as if his heart was soaked in warm water, wrapped in warmth and softness.

Wen Xiuyan had no intention of telling him about the difficulties, and only said, "As long as Yiqing wants it, I will find it for you."

Jiang Yiqing couldn't help laughing, and slightly pushed Wen Xiuyan away, looking at his face, and teased, "Wow, Mr. Wen is so amazing?"

"Yiqing just found out?" Wen Xiuyan also curled his lips, staring at Jiang Yiqing closely, and whispered, "Since I'm so amazing, is there any reward?"

Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands to put his arms around Wen Xiuyan's neck, and pulled him closer, "Of course."

The two of them didn't know how they got back to the room. Jiang Yiqing recalled this and felt dizzy. When he came to his senses, they had already entered the room.

He lay on the bed with his head raised, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Xiuyan who was trying hard to suppress something.

Jiang Yiqing's expression froze. Thinking of what he saw when he gave Wen Xiuyan a bath, he felt that he was not ready yet.

But regretting it now seemed that he was very scared.

Jiang Yiqing could only pretend to be calm and coughed lightly: "Are you wearing tt?"

Wen Xiuyan looked a little annoyed, panting slightly, kissing the lips of the person under him, and said: "I'll go buy it now."

Jiang Yiqing: "... Ahem, it's not appropriate for you to go out like this now, right?"

Wen Xiuyan's Adam's apple moved, his eyes turned red, and his eyes stared at Jiang Yiqing tightly, as if he couldn't wait to swallow him into his stomach right now.

Jiang Yiqing felt that this was not good. He had to calm her boyfriend down, otherwise he would easily become perverted if he held it in for too long.

"Use your hands first." Jiang Yiqing was a little uncomfortable and tried to pretend to be calm.

Wen Xiuyan's breathing became more rapid: "...Okay."

Jiang Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief and patted Wen Xiuyan: "Lie down."

Wen Xiuyan looked at him deeply, but did not lie down. Instead, he moved closer, and his hot breath sprayed on Jiang Yiqing's neck, causing a burning sensation: "This...is OK."

Jiang Yiqing could only reach down. Wen Xiuyan seemed to be suppressing something, and his muffled groans and gasps made his ears hot.

Jiang Yiqing had no skills, but even a light touch was enough to make Wen Xiuyan's soul tremble.

This was the person he loved, the one he could never let go of in this life.

Listening to Wen Xiuyan's voice, even though Jiang Yiqing was trying to be calm, he was still swept by the teeth-rending desire.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a faint smell in the room. Jiang Yiqing pushed Wen Xiuyan and turned his head away: "You... get up."

Wen Xiuyan did not get up. He carefully wiped Jiang Yiqing's hands and kissed his forehead. His still hoarse voice carried an inexplicable magic: "It's a matter of reciprocity. Yiqing helped me, how could I make you feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yiqing seldom blushed, but he felt that his face was probably as red as a monkey's butt now. He buried his face in Wen Xiuyan's arms and bit him as if to vent his anger.

Wen Xiuyan snorted, but did not stop the movement of his hands. He just said: "Yiqing, the place where you bite is a little..."

Jiang Yiqing finally realized that he was buried in Wen Xiuyan's chest.

His face, which had already become a monkey's butt, instantly became redder. He gritted his teeth and said: "Shut up!"

Wen Xiuyan chuckled: "Okay, I won't say anything, Yiqing just enjoy it seriously."

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

Old rogue!

Why didn't he realize that Wen Xiuyan was so thick-skinned sometimes! After

it was over, Jiang Yiqing lay on the bed panting, his eyes fell on the ceiling, and he wanted to cover his face.

"Yiqing..." Wen Xiuyan called him from the side, his voice was low and pleasant, with a faint magnetism, stirring people's heartstrings.

Jiang Yiqing frowned and looked over, thinking he was aloof, but he didn't know that his current appearance was not related to aloofness at all.

Wen Xiuyan looked at him, his breathing seemed to become rapid again. He pinched his fingers, suppressing the urge to let Jiang Yiqing do the same thing again, and exhaled: "I'll clean you up."

However, before he could move, Jiang Yiqing's cheeks flushed, and he dodged at a flying speed, grabbing his clothes with his face bandaged: "I'll do it myself."

When Wen Xiuyan reacted, he only saw the tightly closed bathroom door.

Wen Xiuyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then the uncontrollable smile spread to his entire face.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the wrinkled quilt scattered on the bed. Thinking of something, his eyes deepened, and then he picked up the quilt with a serious face, buried his nose in it, and inhaled hard.

The roots of his ears were a little red,...all the smell of Yiqing.

Jiang Yiqing tidied himself up and came out, becoming the aloof Master Jiang again.

However, Master Jiang almost couldn't hold back his tears as soon as he came out of the bathroom. He saw Wen Xiuyan grabbing his quilt and burying his face in it.

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

He didn't know what expression to show for a moment.

Wen Xiuyan seemed to hear the noise. Seeing Jiang Yiqing coming over, he calmly began to pack up and explained, "I'm making the bed for Yiqing."

Jiang Yiqing narrowed his eyes. The person in front of him didn't show anything unusual except that his ears were a little red.

However, he was not stupid, so how could he believe what Wen Xiuyan said. But

it would be even more embarrassing to say it out loud, so Jiang Yiqing could only convince himself to force himself to believe what the other party said.

He snorted lightly, walked over quickly, and rescued his quilt from Wen Xiuyan's hands: "You go take a shower quickly, I'll do it myself."

Wen Xiuyan lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Yiqing, and found that the other party didn't look at him the whole time.

Wen Xiuyan: "Why didn't Yiqing look at me?"

Jiang Yiqing looked up at him: "Now?"

Wen Xiuyan said "hmm" and wanted to say something, but Jiang Yiqing couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted him: "If you keep talking, do you believe I will beat you up?"

"I believe." Wen Xiuyan finally went to the bathroom obediently this time.

When the bathroom door was closed, Jiang Yiqing's pretending to be calm was completely broken. He sat down on the edge of the bed with a slightly red cheek. No, he had to slow down.

When Wen Xiuyan came out, Jiang Yiqing had already thrown the sheets and pillowcases into the washing machine and hung the bedding out.

"The house here is a bit small. I plan to move to another place. The rent is also due soon." In order to prevent Wen Xiuyan from saying something else, Jiang Yiqing took the lead in talking about business.

Wen Xiuyan glanced at Jiang Yiqing and said, "Yiqing, why don't you come and live with me?"

"No." Jiang Yiqing said, looked at him, and said, "I don't mean to refuse. We can live at your place for a while, but I should have a house, and you can come and live with me when the time comes."

Wen Xiuyan's eyes lit up slightly, and asked, "When is the rent due?"

Jiang Yiqing: "More than a month."

"Then live with me first, and look for a house slowly. When you get tired of living there, you can move to another place." Wen Xiuyan said, seeming a little impatient.

Jiang Yiqing glanced at him, so what was the point of asking when the rent was due?

As if he understood what Jiang Yiqing meant, Wen Xiuyan lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yiqing's forehead: "I also want to experience the feeling of a beautiful girl in a golden house."

Jiang Yiqing had returned to the calm Master Jiang at this moment. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Xiuyan: "Oh? What about the golden house?"

"If Yiqing wants it, I will build you a golden house immediately, how about it?" Wen Xiuyan's eyes depicted every detail of Jiang Yiqing, as if he couldn't see enough.

Seeing that Wen Xiuyan was serious, Jiang Yiqing turned around, sat on the sofa, and took a bite of the apple: "Not so good? I have no interest in sitting with that 'beauty'."

Wen Xiuyan immediately said: "Yes, Yiqing is different."

In short, there is no rush to find a house at the moment. Since Wen Xiuyan wants him to live with him for a while, it's fine. After all, the other party has lived with him here for so long.

Jiang Yiqing thought about this and suddenly thought of a question: "Does your aunt visit you often?"

Wen Xiuyan understood what he meant and reassured him: "It was a coincidence last time. Usually, she doesn't. Mother has her own life. I usually go to the old house to see her."

"That's fine." Jiang Yiqing had a good impression of Wen's mother, but he really didn't know how to get along with the elders, but occasionally seeing each other would be fine.

This matter was basically confirmed, so Jiang Yiqing didn't worry about it. He turned on the computer and looked at the resumes that had been screened by HR.

A total of 20 people were left. Jiang Yiqing sent them the interview time. The interview location was set at the Ancestral Temple, also to let the interviewees see the future working environment.

After doing all this, a big event finally came. Zhou Ding was going to conduct the first review.

Jiang Yiqing had to be there in person for such a great event. Wen Xiuyan was worried about him being alone, so he insisted on accompanying him. Jiang Yiqing followed him.

It was a rare good day on the day of the trial. Jiang Yiqing sat in the front row, looking at Zhou Ding, who was handcuffed and had lost all his energy, and curled his lips.

The other party looked over with a sense of purpose. He probably didn't expect Jiang Yiqing to come. The moment he saw him, hatred immediately gathered in his eyes. He looked at Jiang Yiqing with bloodshot eyes. If he hadn't been trapped in that small place, he might have rushed over without caring about anything and stretched out his hand to strangle Jiang Yiqing's throat.

Zhou Ding hated Jiang Yiqing so much that he wanted to kill him.

However, after meeting his gaze, Jiang Yiqing not only did not evade at all, but instead curled his lips in a provocative manner.

Zhou Ding was so angry that his eyes went dark, and he broke out in cold sweat, as if he was going to faint at any moment.

Jiang Yiqing withdrew his gaze in disgust, as if he was afraid of dirtying his eyes, and sighed slightly: "This is how much you can bear, it's meaningless."

Wen Xiuyan did not speak, and kept holding Jiang Yiqing's hand.

Regarding Zhou Ding's case, the evidence was complete, and there was almost no point in refutation. The first trial was pronounced in court, and Zhou Ding was sentenced to life imprisonment for multiple crimes such as abandonment and intentional homicide.

Jiang Yiqing was not surprised at all, after all, Zhou Ding had done a lot of dirty things over the years.

After the verdict was announced, Zhou Ding went mad, like a mad dog, biting whoever he saw: "You must have been bribed by that little beast Jiang Yiqing, I don't accept it! And you, how can you be a lawyer, how the hell can you be a lawyer..."

The lawyer's face turned green. If it weren't for the high salary, he would not be willing to take this case. After taking the case, he found that the evidence was conclusive and there was nothing to refute. He regretted taking it even more.

Now it's good, the money is there, but the reputation is completely ruined.

Zhou Ding was quickly forced by the police to calm down. Jiang Yiqing smiled. Although the distance was far, Zhou Ding could clearly hear the other party's voice: "Enjoy your prison life."

In an instant, Zhou Ding, who had calmed down, went crazy again.

Jiang Yiqing no longer gave him any glances and turned away.

As Zhou Yuwen had not been arrested yet, the police ambushed many people in secret when the court opened today. If he secretly appeared in court, he would be arrested immediately.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yuwen did not show up from beginning to end.

Not long after, it was Mei Qian's turn. He was sentenced to death for crimes such as intentional homicide and abuse of banned drugs.

However, Zhou Yuwen still did not appear in court this time. It is not known whether he had no intention of coming or discovered the police ambushing in secret.

In short, Zhou Yuwen is still at large so far.

The police also came to remind him: "Now Zhou Yuwen has not been arrested, and Mr. Jiang has a grudge against him, so you must be careful."

Jiang Yiqing hoped that Zhou Yuwen would come to him. Whether he could hurt him or not would depend on his ability. However, he naturally expressed his gratitude to the police uncle for his kind reminder.

"I'll send you a few bodyguards." Wen Xiuyan frowned and said worriedly.

Jiang Yiqing turned his head and looked at him. The latter said: "Don't worry, they won't bother you."

"Okay." Although Jiang Yiqing didn't need it, it made Wen Xiuyan feel at ease. He didn't mind someone following him.

The two did not go home directly, but went to a flower shop. Wen Xiuyan seemed a little nervous. After entering the door, he kept searching, as if he was looking for the most beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"What kind of flowers does aunt like?" Wen Xiuyan just asked Jiang Yiqing.

The latter lowered his eyes: "I don't know, maybe she likes roses."

Mother mentioned in her diary that she should like the roses she planted.

Wen Xiuyan thought about it, and finally asked the store owner to make a bouquet with more than a dozen kinds of flowers. Not to mention, the colorful ones are quite beautiful.

Jiang Yiqing bought a bunch of roses. The store manager said that she had just cut them from the flower garden, and they were still covered with morning dew.

He was reluctant to buy yellow and white chrysanthemums, and his mother would definitely not like them.

Beautiful roses are still suitable for her.

I don't know if it's because of Zhou Ding or Mei Qian, but Jiang Shengjin's tombstone does not say "wife of Zhou Ding", but only the other party's name.

This is just right, I think my mother would not want that person's name to appear on her tombstone.

Jiang Yiqing burned the specially printed photos of Zhou Ding and Mei Qian in prison in front of the tombstone. After burning them, he frowned and said, "Maybe mother doesn't want to see these two people."

Wen Xiuyan looked at the small photo on the tombstone and said, "Aunt will definitely be happy to see you."

Jiang Yiqing reached out and wiped the dust off the tombstone, and curled his lips, "You are right."

He didn't know it before, but after reading the diary, he knew clearly that his mother loved him very much. When she

had mental problems, the first thing she worried about was whether she would pass on her genes to him. Even though her mental state collapsed at a certain point in the later period, she still insisted on giving birth to him.

He didn't know what his mother liked. She kept talking about her recent situation until her legs were numb and dusk fell, and then she slowly left with Wen Xiuyan.

——

Jiang Yiqing and Wen Xiuyan, along with Pangpang and Naiqiu, moved to the other side's large flat.

Pangpang could finally run around without restraint, because the sound insulation here was very good, and the downstairs was also Wen Xiuyan's, and no one lived there, so there was no need to worry about disturbing anyone.

Hearing what Wen Xiuyan said, Jiang Yiqing didn't hold back, but soon Pangpang's head hit the kitchen door because the floor was too slippery. Fortunately, the door was relatively sturdy, but a pig nose mark was left on the transparent glass.

Jiang Yiqing glanced at Pangpang who was feeling guilty, but did not teach him a lesson: "Clean it up yourself."

Pangpang was relieved to see that he was not angry. He shook his dizzy head and said, "Don't worry, King Pig is a responsible pig."

Jiang Yiqing said nothing more, went to the room, and started his first live broadcast after moving.

Unexpectedly, the netizens with sharp eyes found out as soon as the show started: "The background is wrong, this is not Qingqing's home."

"It's true, I counted all the bricks on the wall behind Qingqing."

"Tell me the truth, where is it?"

Jiang Yiqing felt that this group of netizens were too idle: "I moved to a new house and have been live streaming here recently."

Seeing that they didn't find out anything, the netizens couldn't help but return disappointed, they thought something was wrong!

Jiang Yiqing's face was calm and he couldn't tell anything at all. He lowered his eyes and opened the list, connecting in order.

Barrage: "Dinner is ready, my dinner live broadcast."

"I'll watch it while lying on the bed, the charging cable is at hand, and Qingqing will fall asleep immediately after singing the song, haha."

"Let me see what's on today!"

Soon the screen was divided into two parts, and a man appeared on the other side of the screen.

The man's name was Fang Biao. He was a bit fat and looked to be in his forties. He looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. But he started crying as soon as he got online: "Master Jiang, please help me. I have so many green hats on my head!"

Jiang Yiqing glanced at Fang Biao's face and frowned slightly: "Tell me slowly."

"Okay." Fang Biao looked honest and simple, and cried as he talked about how miserable he was: "My husband...my wife, she cheated on me, and what's worse is that she sent me intimate photos with some men. This is simply treating me as a cuckold!"

Fang Biao said, and took out a stack of photos from the drawer and put them in front of the camera. The photos showed intimate photos of a man and a woman.

Seeing that Fang Biao was about to show them one by one on the camera, Jiang Yiqing interrupted him: "Okay, you don't have to show us one by one."

Fang Biao had to put the photos away after hearing this.

"Master Jiang, I don't know where this old woman is hiding now. I can't find her. I know you are really capable, so please help me find her!" Fang Biao said with tears in his eyes, looking pitiful as if he had been betrayed by his wife.

Jiang Yiqing tapped the table lightly upon hearing this and asked, "Find her, then what?"

"I..." Fang Biao's expression was fierce for a moment, but he quickly restrained himself and wiped his tears and said, "I want to divorce her. I also have dignity and can't stand her cheating on me outside!"

Barrage: "Oh my god, this big brother is so pitiful. Although I didn't finish looking at all the photos just now, it's a thick stack."

"Just now I thought the big brother was a little fierce, but now he is crying and crying, and suddenly I think he is a little miserable."

"Cheating outside, posting photos to provoke her husband, and not divorcing, what is she trying to do?"

"Insane, today I can be said to have seen the diversity of species."

"Qingqing, please help this big brother, it's too bad,"

Jiang Yiqing looked at Fang Biao, suddenly smiled, and slowly leaned back on the chair. Not to mention, the stool Wen Xiuyan prepared for him was very comfortable.

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold, even a little chilling: "You found her, do you really want to divorce her, or... do something else?"