In the study of the Yu family's old mansion.
"Godfather, I believe Yaoyao is definitely not that kind of person."
Yu Qing glanced at him indifferently, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.
"so what?"
His tone carried an unconscious coldness and authority. Huo Xiting tightened his grip on his side, his lowered eyes holding an ambiguous expression.
"I hope my godfather can find a way to save Yaoyao. I believe she must have been framed."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding air instantly turned cold. Yu Qing swung his hand violently, and the ashtray on the table hurled at Huo Xiting with a strong gust of wind.
With a "bang," Huo Xiting neither dodged nor avoided the ashtray hitting his forehead. Huo Xiting looked down and could just see the ashtray shatter on the ground, and a pile of broken glass appeared at his feet.
"Damn it! All the evidence points to Su Yaoyao as the murderer. You want me to save her? How am I supposed to save her? Do you expect me to use my power to intimidate her?"
Yu Qing glared with his tiger-like eyes, clearly furious.
Huo Xiting lowered his head, a warm liquid flowing down his forehead to the corner of his eye, meandering downwards...
He endured the excruciating pain in his head, his voice revealing stubbornness and restraint.
"Godfather, I believe Yaoyao is innocent."
Yu Qing sneered repeatedly; "Innocent? Then show me the evidence."
Huo Xiting clenched his fist. There was absolutely no evidence to prove Su Yaoyao's innocence. Yu Qing was clearly making things difficult for him.
The only one who can save Su Yaoyao now is Yu Qing.
Although he didn't know Yu Qing's true identity, he knew that Yu Qing had accomplished so much since returning to Nancheng, so there must be some unknown force helping him. Therefore, he must have a way to save Yao Yao.
Yu Qing stared coldly at Huo Xiting, his tone devoid of any warmth.
"Get out!"
He shouted at them.
Huo Xiting didn't move. A hint of forbearance appeared on his face. His fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly. Finally, under Yu Qing's icy gaze, he bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a thud.
A hint of shock flashed in Yu Qing's eyes.
His legs landed squarely on the shards of the ashtray, and the bright red liquid instantly seeped into the carpet, leaving a faint smell of blood in the air.
"Godfather, I know you must have a way."
After being shocked, Yu Qing was shrouded in a complex feeling.
"You care about that woman that much?"
He actually knelt down for her?
Huo Xiting's face was pale, and cold sweat and blood were streaming down his forehead. His voice was weak and tired, but his tone was firm.
"Yes, I care about her a lot."
Looking at Huo Xiting now, Yu Qing seemed to see the shadow of someone else in him.
Yu Qing's expression turned cold, and he turned and left the study with a stern face.
"If you like kneeling, then kneel all you want."
After saying this, Yu Qing opened the door and turned to leave.
He had just stepped out of his study when a man walked towards him.
It was Luo Tong.
"Master, the young master..."
The coldness on Yu Qing's face vanished instantly, replaced by a smile.
"A man with a few wounds is more likely to make a woman feel sorry for him."
Upon hearing this, Luo Tong's face showed a look of sudden realization.
"Your Excellency is wise."
Yu Qing patted Luo Tong on the shoulder with a smile, and the master and servant smiled at each other.
...
night.
Shen Jia and Gu Tingmo lay naked on the bed.
Shen Jia's soft, supple body was held in the man's arms; she was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger.
"Gu Tingmo, I miss my dear son. Shall we go to his grandma's house tomorrow and bring him back?"
A woman's voice after indulging in passion is incredibly soft and sweet, sounding like a kitten being affectionate.
Gu Tingmo's heart softened, and he couldn't help but kiss her on the lips.
"My dear wife, I've been so busy these past few days, and I finally have a little time to spend with you. Don't you miss me at all?"
The more Gu Tingmo talked about it, the more convinced he became of it, and his voice even carried a hint of grievance.
Shen Jia; "..."
She had initially considered it a little, but now she doesn't dare to think about it anymore.
Thinking about men makes my back hurt.
Shen Jia's face darkened, and he took out his family's imperial throne!
"Gu Tingmo, I don't care, I miss Xiaxia. If you don't bring her back to me by tomorrow, you can go sleep in the study!"
Shen Jia broke free from his embrace, put one hand on her hip, pointed at Gu Tingmo with the other, and spoke in a forceful tone.
Upon hearing that he wouldn't be able to bring Xiaxia back and would have to sleep in the study, Gu Tingmo was unwilling to do so and immediately refused.
"No way! Absolutely not! I can't sleep in the study!"
Shen Jia looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and gave him a fierce look.
So, are you going tomorrow or not?
Under pressure from her domineering presence, Gu Tingmo agreed; "Fine, fine, I'll go pick you up, okay?"
Just as he finished speaking, Gu Tingmo's phone rang.
The man got out of bed, turned on his phone, and saw that it was an email from that kid Junxian.
Driven by curiosity, Gu Tingmo clicked on it, and then...
The contents of the email could fill a book called 'A Collection of Shen Jia's Romantic Stories from Those Years'.
He had no idea that Shen Jia had actually earned the reputation of a "female sea queen" during the years she spent abroad.
What's even more outrageous is that this woman is a regular at various nightclubs and bars.
The most outrageous thing is that Gu Tingmo couldn't count the number of ducks that Shen Jia had ordered on both hands.
The man's face darkened completely, and he almost deformed his phone from gripping it so tightly.
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