"That's the way it is. But in the final analysis, Qin Haotian still can't get rid of his uncle status by blood. You and Mo Bai still have to sit down with him and have a good talk. Tell him about your mother, and he can be regarded as his substitute. Mother's filial piety in fulfilling her last wish."

Wen Jili was not surprised by Qin Jing's answer. He raised his hand and slightly played with her short hair, expressing his opinion lightly.

Qin Jing thought for a while, then nodded, "Yes. Then you make an appointment with him for me. When the time comes, I'll call Baibai."

At this moment, she and Wen Jili glanced at each other when they heard the old man's angry words "Naughty grandson", and then there was the sound of the microphone being thrown down hard.

Then, the two chatting on the sofa saw the old man with a cane coming out of the side hall with a sombre complexion, his sparse eyebrows were furrowed between his eyebrows due to anger, and his already wrinkled face was now even more huddled together . [

"Ask Shuyu and Xiao Yu to go to City B and tie that bastard Wen Jitian back to me!" When the old man was sitting on the single sofa, his crutches pounded the ground loudly, and he said in a calm voice after a while.

Qin Jing and Wen Jili glanced at each other again, then, Qin Jing immediately looked in the direction of the two children, and found that when they heard their father's name, there was nothing unusual before turning back.

Wen Jili patted Qin Jing on the shoulder, sat next to the old man, and started a series of familiar tea-making skills. After that, he picked up a small ceramic cup full of tea fragrance and handed it to the old man, "Grandpa, have a drink!" Tea, Shun Shun Qi."

The old man snorted coldly, and hit the ground with his cane again, then took the teacup and poured it in one gulp. When he put the teacup back to its original place, he didn't answer Wen Jili's words, but walked towards the door of the old house with his cane .

Wen Jili looked back at Qin Jing, Qin Jing pointed to the direction where the old man disappeared, and said sensiblely, "Mr. There are two children!"

Wen Jili nodded, and came over to rub Qin Jing's hair, with a gentle tone, "I guess grandpa has gone to Xiao Yu's house. If you and Xiao Qi have anything to do, call me, huh?"

It was only when Wen Jili came back from Zheng's house that Qin Jing realized that Su Que had been sentenced to 40 years in prison.

Wen Jitian felt that the sentence was too severe, and planned to appeal for Su Que. Mr. Wen personally called Wen Jitian to come back to attend Wen Jili's wedding.

Unexpectedly, instead of coming back, Wen Jitian planned to ask the old man to send someone to take the two children to City B, thinking of taking advantage of their forgiveness to commute the sentence in the second trial of Su Que's case, the old man was furious Dropped the phone directly.

Qin Jing was stunned for a while when he heard this, and then he asked, "When we came back from City B, didn't we say that Su Que hadn't been sentenced? Why is it that after a few months, she was suddenly sentenced to 40 years?"

After Wen Jili came back, his face was also very gloomy, and his elegant eyebrows were always furrowed. Qin Jing raised his hand and pressed his raised eyebrows with his fingertips, and asked worriedly, "Is the matter of Su Que related to that dark force?" related?"

Wen Jili took Qin Jing's hand stroking his eyebrows and put it in his own, his tense face eased a little.

"Don't worry. Su Que's matter was fueled by people behind her back, and she was bound to be sentenced. There were also the voices of netizens and ordinary people. This incident was broadcast live nationwide at the time, and no one could cover it up or stop it. There was no sentence at that time, it was only the Chinese | After the meeting at Yang's side, I took into account the kindness of the two children and temporarily suppressed it. The case has never really ended."

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