The protagonists were taken away by the police, and the guests had to leave.
Yan Jiang got into his car and didn't rush to drive away. Instead, he opened WeChat and chatted with Song Ci and the others about what happened tonight.
The other three people have already watched the video sent by Yan Jiang.
After watching the video, Song Fei was speechless and said briefly as usual: [Damn it.]
She was talking about strings be damned.
Selling an underage girl to human traffickers is such a vicious act!
This is more heartbreaking than killing people directly!
Being killed is only a temporary pain. Being sold and tortured like a slave is a life of darkness and despair that will last for eternity!
And the person who did this was also a woman!
Do you think he deserves to die?
Song Ci watched the video twice.
As a woman, after hearing about Zhiyue's miserable experience, Song Ci also empathized with Zhiyue.
She felt that Zhiyue's revenge on Xianle was too light. If it were her, she could peel off Xianle's skin, pull out her bones, and eat her flesh!
Otherwise I won’t feel relieved!
Song Ci turned off the video and asked Yan Jiang in the group: [What's the situation over there?]
Yan Jiang took a cigarette from the box and put it in front of his nose, sniffing it.
Seeing Song Ci's question, Yan Jiang lit a cigarette, bit it with his teeth and smoked it, while his fingers tapped quickly on his mobile phone.
Yan Jiang: [All three of them went to the police station.]
He was in a rather delicate mood, and sighed with a rare emotion: "I can't believe a string music composer would do something like that."
Xianle killed Zhiyue out of love and hatred, which was more humane than selling Zhiyue to human traffickers.
Song Ci sent a sighing emoticon.
Song Fei bubbled up again, but said to Yan Jiang: [Come back early.]
Yan Jiang flirted with her in the group, [What, you missed me? ]
Song Fei: [Yes.]
Yan Jiang choked on a puff of smoke.
【I'm coming.】
He threw away his phone, started the car, and drove towards home without distraction.
Passing by a convenience store, Yan Jiang thought about how few condoms were left at home, so he stopped the car, walked into the store calmly, and picked out a few boxes.
Seeing Yan Jiang pick up several boxes at once, the girls shopping nearby were stunned.
They looked up with red faces, and when they saw clearly that the man buying things was their idol Yan Jiang, their faces turned red as blood.
Yan Jiang discovered that the girls were peeping.
He put the things on the cashier counter, stared at the girls calmly, and lectured them: "What time is it? Why aren't you back yet?"
"Jiang, Brother Jiang."
This is the nickname fans give to Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at them speechlessly.
The little fans said: "I'll be back soon."
Yan Jiang said, "It's not safe to go home late. Let's go back early."
At this time, the cashier said: "The total is two hundred and sixty."
Yan Jiang checked WeChat and was about to leave with his things.
Seeing the girls staring at their shopping bags with excited and gossipy eyes, he tutted and asked the girls, "How old are you? Are you 18?"
The girls all shook their heads.
Yan Jiang said, "If you are under 18, do not look at it if it is inappropriate."
As he said that, he stuffed the things into his open suit jacket and left the convenience store with his long legs swinging.
...
Yan Jiang and Song Fei flirted with each other, and the WeChat group returned to silence.
Song Ci shared the video shot by Yan Jiang with her teacher Shen Yubei.
Normally at this time, Shen Yubei would have been asleep.
But recently, the newlywed has been very busy at night, busy unlocking new positions every day, and feels that sleeping is a waste of good time.
Therefore, at nine forty in the evening, Teacher Shen and Di Rongrong were busy.
When I finished, it was already half past ten.
Shen Yubei was sweating all over.
He carried Di Rongrong to take a bath.
While Di Rongrong was taking a shower, Shen Yubei quickly changed the dirty sheets for clean ones.
Di Rongrong returned to the bed weakly, lay down there, and fell into sleep.
"I'm going to take a shower."
After lowering his head and kissing Di Rongrong on the cheek, Shen Yubei went into the bathroom to take a shower.
He held his long hair together with a black wooden hairpin to prevent it from getting wet.
After taking a shower, Shen Yubei sat at the table and smeared a lot of things on his face.
Di Rongrong hadn't slept yet. She stared at Shen Yubei, who paid attention to maintenance, and wondered in her heart: Why is a man who looks more refined than a girl so wild in that aspect?
Di Rongrong was puzzled.
The wild old man turned around and saw Di Rongrong staring at his body. He frowned and said embarrassedly: "I can't do this again. It's not good to be too indulgent."
The main reason was that he was a little tired, but he refused to admit that he lacked physical strength.
Di Rongrong quickly got into bed and said, "I'm going to sleep."
Shen Yubei smiled.
He let down his hair and lay down beside Di Rongrong. Picking up the phone on the bedside table, Shen Yubei was about to turn it off when he saw that Song Ci had shared a video with him.
What are you sending?
Shen Yubei opened WeChat suspiciously and clicked on the video sent by Song Ci.
The movement in the video attracted Di Rongrong's attention.
She sat up, leaned on Shen Yubei's shoulder, and watched the video with him.
After watching it, neither of them spoke.
Di Rongrong and Du Junfei also knew each other. More than 20 years ago, when Shen Yubei was pursuing her, Du Junfei often followed Shen Yubei around and helped him with advice.
Di Rongrong also knew Zhiyue.
"I didn't expect Zhiyue to have such a miserable life."
Di Rongrong didn't dare to imagine how devastated and desperate she would be if those things happened to her.
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