Zuo Yu An Shu Ting L works

Chapter 261: Don't Tell Anyone

    

ally not swollen much, and my head doesn't feel as dizzy as before. " 。Lin Zhifei, who was there to accompany Lao Ding, only asked after the call ended: "Yi Mu Yang's friend" "Yes" 。How has Yi Muyan...Sun YuYue wouldn't spread rumors, he is a man, not a gossip who loves to talk behind people's backs. He wouldn't tell anyone about Sister Shu's affairs. This is the most basic courtesy, something his parents taught him since he was young: to respect other people's privacy.

Besides, President Zhuo is very busy and wouldn't bother talking about such trivial matters with him.

With Sun Yu's assurance, she finally felt a little more at ease. The cold sweat on her back made her shiver; taking a hot bath helped a little.

At this moment, she really wanted to find something to support her, and coincidentally, Yi Muyang sent a video request. She hurriedly answered it. The two little kids rushed to the front of the camera, vying to be seen by their mother.

Shu Tinglan looked at them, her nose feeling a little sour. She thought about why she came to Senzhou in the first place. This city seemed to clash with her, and her second visit disrupted the peaceful life she had built over the past few years.

After chatting with the children, Aunt Liu took them away, and only Yi Muyang was left alone in front of the camera.

"What's wrong" He caught her low spirits.

"Nothing, just feeling a bit tired, want to be with you and the kids."

She had a fleeting impulse to pack her bags and go home immediately, not wanting to stay in Senzhou for even a second. But Xu Mu's eyes, filled with expectation and dependence, made her abandon the thought, leaving her with a sense of powerlessness and frustration.

Ended the video call with Yi Muyang. I barely slept all night, having broken dreams on and off.

In her dream, many years ago when they were still in love, Zhuo Yu'an had asked her what she hoped their future child would be, a boy or a girl. She said she hoped for a boy, not wanting a girl, because girls have it too hard.

I dreamt again that when my mother passed away, she knew she was pregnant. She kept praying for a girl, saying, "Mother, come into my belly, let me take good care of you." When Shu Xiaonian and Shu Xiaohe were born, she held them and cried for what felt like forever.

The scene changes again, this time to Zhuo Yunan. Zhuo Yunan and Cheng Zhimin want to take her children, claiming that the children have the blood of the Zhuo family and must not be left outside. In the end, they go to court, and Cheng Zhimin uses her connections to give Zhuo family custody of the children and prohibits her from seeing them again.

Zuo Yu'an and Cheng Zhimin took the children away. She trailed behind their car, crying continuously, her sobs echoing with heart-wrenching agony....

"Tinglan, wake up!"

"Listen to the waves..."

In her dream, she fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Someone helped her up and comforted her. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw Yi Mu Yang's handsome and sunny face.

She thought she was dreaming, but she saw Yi Muyang raise his hand to wipe her tears and say softly.

"Having a nightmare"

He held her face in both hands, gently wiping away her tears. She glanced around, it was the hotel she and Xiao Xin lived in. The dream was over, good.

"How did you get here" she thought. It was still past 6 a.m., and his sudden appearance in her room was quite baffling.

Xiao Xin, sleepy-eyed, walked in from outside.

Mr. Yi came over last night, arriving at 4 am. He had told Xiaoxin beforehand to let him in at 4 am.

Look closely, and you can see a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Shu Tinglan was touched, and rubbed against him in his arms. The nightmare she had just experienced didn't seem so scary anymore. It was probably because of her thoughts during the day that led to her dreams at night. She was no longer the Shu Tinglan she used to be, and nobody could take her child away from her.

She rarely took the initiative to be so intimate. Yi Muyang simply held her in his arms and gently patted her back.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer" Her body was so soft and comfortable to hold.

"No, it's time to get up." She had an appointment today with Xu's mother to visit Xu Wei in prison.

How long will this case take to finish

“At the least, it will take half a year, at most, a year or even two years.” The court hasn't accepted the case yet, and it’s uncertain if there will be a retrial. Currently, the focus is on gathering evidence from that year to prove that Xu Wei did not commit robbery and murder. On the other hand, she is also actively working to encourage the court to retry the case, which is the most difficult part, considering 18 years have passed.

"So you're going to be working on Senzhou Island forever" Yi Mu Yang was incredulous, a single case taking this long

“No, we'll finish collecting evidence this week and submit the materials. You can go home and wait for news from the court. We'll contact you later.” They all had several cases running concurrently, with varying levels of urgency. If the court didn't agree to a retrial in Xu Wei's case, they wouldn't have any options left but to wait.

Yi Muyang breathed a sigh of relief.

“Where are we going today I'll go with you.”

"Are you coming to Senzhou Is it okay with the competition"

"It's okay, there are other coaches." He was the head coach of the racing club, but he wasn't the only one. It didn't matter if he was absent for a couple of days.

But Shu Tinglan couldn't let him accompany her. This prison visit had regulations, only allowing Xu's mother and a lawyer to be present.

Yi Muyang had no choice but to say, "Then I'll wait for you at the hotel."

Xiaoxin, as a supporting character, was also left at the hotel by Lawyer Shu. She wisely went to the front desk to get a single room for herself, not wanting to be a third wheel between Lawyer Shu and Mr. Yi.

Yi Muyang's friends are all over the country. Old Ding, the motorcycle racer, is a local from Senzhou and knew that after Yi Muyang arrived in Senzhou, he waited for him under the hotel in less than half an hour.

Old Ding is actually about the same age as Yi Muyang, but because he looks rugged and trains outdoors all day, he appears older than Yi Muyang and his peers. Everyone calls him Old Ding, and he's used to it.

Seeing Yi Muyang come out of the hotel, he revved the engine loudly to greet him.

Yi Muyang glanced disdainfully at his motorcycle.

"Pay attention to your manners, don't make noise. Isn't this car going to be replaced"

"What a piece of junk, this is my wife's." Lao Ding patted the motorcycle affectionately and wouldn't allow anyone to say it was broken.

Yi Muyang first stated that Laisenzhou is a serious matter and he has no time to deal with him.

"I'm not here to see you, I'm here to see your siblings." Lao Ding said with a chuckle.

As soon as he heard "brother and sister," Yi Muyang felt very moved.

“Alright, wait until your siblings are done and come back, then I'll go find you.” He was very happy to introduce Tinglan to his friends.

"Alright, I'll get started then." After Lao Ding finished speaking, he released the brakes and stepped on the accelerator, roaring away.

His friends were all oddballs, Old Ding's garage had motorcycles of all expensive makes and models, but every time he went out, he only rode this beat-up one that was about to fall apart.

All of them are nostalgic because this motorcycle was a gift from him to Lao Ding.

Shu Tinglan and Xu's mother went to the prison, but the prison had a temporary inspection and canceled their appointment, asking them to come back tomorrow. She made an appointment with Xu's mother to come back tomorrow.

Xu's mother saw her as a savior, crying every time she saw her and expressing her gratitude, calling her Xu's family's savior. This made her feel very uncomfortable, because she hadn't done anything yet.he was also quite cunning. Her school uniform skirt was shorter than others', and she wore long stockings underneath. Her slightly curled hair cascaded down, falling over her left ear...With a butterf...