Jian Ai’s heart softened for some reason, and she sighed. “You’re welcome. If not because of you, I wouldn’t have a reason to care about her. Anyway, if she comes home safely, don’t let her know I called you.”
“Yes, I won’t say anything,” Jian Yichen said.
After hanging up, Jian Ai looked at the others and pursed her lips. “She’s not back yet. She’s probably still on the way home.”
After this call, Jian Ai felt more at ease. She was not being nosy, but she could not ignore her relationship with Jian Yichen. If something happened to Jian Yiyi and she did nothing when she had a chance to save her, she would not know how to face Jian Yichen.
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At that moment, he was on the phone while standing in front of the window. He spotted her running in and gave her not more than a side glance. He quickly moved his gaze towards the outside of the window and continued his serious conversation on the phone. 4
He acted as if picking her up from prison was nothing more than a matter of convenience.
Zhong Nuannuan finally felt relief in her heart when she once again saw this man, who was as tall as a pine tree and as noble as the gods. 9
There was a sudden pain in her heart that flooded into her eyes. If she had not done all she could to keep them under control, her tears would have fallen again.
“Nuannuan, how are you doing? You’ve been in prison for a month. Did anyone bully you? Are you hurt anywhere? Tell mum and I’ll make sure to settle everything for you!” 1
“Nuannuan is my daughter. There is no way that the daughter of Zhong Kuijun would be so weak. Just look at Nuannuan’s healthy face, she is in the pink of health. One look at her and anyone can see how well she is doing! Hahahaha… My girl, the Zhou family has withdrawn their suit against you. You have been pronounced not guilty for murder. Your dad is here to take you out of prison. Are you feeling happy?” 4
Zhong Nuannuan’s sight was suddenly blocked as her father, Zhong Kuijun and mother, Jiang Shuwan, stood in front of her. One of them took her left hand and the other held her right. They were concerned over her as they kept asking about her wellbeing.
In the middle of the room, her older sister, Zhong Qianqian, whom they shared the same father but had different mothers, stood not far from where Chi Yang was. Her body was a little slighted and from where Zhong Nuannuan was standing, it looked as if they were standing side by side. 5
In the end, Jian Yichen said with a deep expression, “It’s already past ten in the evening. I can’t get through to my sister’s phone. I’m a little worried.”
Jian Changsheng stood up without thinking. “I’m going to Yaochi.”
“I’ll go with you!” Jian Yichen quickly said, “I have my sister’s classmate’s phone number.”
Jian Changsheng swallowed his words and nodded. “Don’t tell your mother. She’ll worry for nothing.”
The two of them changed their clothes and went downstairs one after another. Qiao Shuyi looked at the two of them in surprise. “Husband, where are you going? It’s already so late.”
Jian Changsheng changed his shoes and said to Qiao Shuyi, “Yichen and I are going out to pick Yiyi up. She drank some wine.”
Jian Yichen added, “Mom, if my sister comes back later, call Dad.”
Qiao Shuyi blinked inexplicably, but she didn’t think too much about it. She just thought that her daughter had drunk too much and couldn’t find her way home. She complained, “This Yiyi doesn’t usually drink. Why is she drinking today?”
