1514: C1514 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1442

C1514 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1442

Ao Xue listened quietly as he spoke. Her long fingernails slid across the wooden table, producing an ear-piercing sound. She said softly, "Bureau Chief, you've lived for so long. You must take responsibility for your actions."

Baker looked at her, got up and said, "Even if you escape the law, can you live peacefully in the long years? "Won't you wake up suddenly in your sleep?"

Watching his back as he disappeared behind the metal door, Ao Xue slightly narrowed her eyes and followed the guard king obediently. Her lips slightly moved, "I can."

Outside the door, Ding Yiyi stood up from her chair when she saw Baker, "Let's talk."

At the police station's dining hall, Baker pushed the coffee to her, "It's instant, I hope you don't mind."

He picked up the cup and took a sip. When the hot coffee touched his lips, he paused, took a sip, and put the cup down.

"I will no longer be involved in this matter." Ding Yiyi held onto the boiling hot cup, feeling that her palm was somewhat cold. "Please don't look for me again."

Baker said as if he had expected this, "Did Nianmo know you were here?"

Ding Yiyi shook her head. "I don't know. Similarly, I made the decision myself."

She was nervous. Reason told her that what she did was wrong, but there was a faint emotional voice saying, 'You've lost your memories. Why did you jump into this muddy water again? 'Let go of me boldly. Let go of all these things.'

"I know." Baker stood up and extended his hand towards her. "Thank you for your cooperation."

Ding Yiyi followed and stood up to shake his hand. "Sorry."

Back at home, she was still immersed in the self-reproach of today's decision. She didn't even notice that the doorbell rang several times.

Ye Nianmo knew that she was in a daze the moment he entered the house. He took off his jacket, walked behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

Seeing that she had finally regained her composure, he turned his head and kissed her on the cheek before standing up and unbuttoning his sleeve.

Seeing him, Ding Yiyi's strength suddenly collapsed. Her self-blame had put a lot of pressure on her, so she started to cry.

Ye Nianmo held her and let her cry as much as he wanted.

Ding Yiyi cried for a long time. She only withdrew from his embrace when she was in so much pain that her eyes could no longer open and there were no more tears to cry for.

"I went to see Qiu Bai's grave and also went to look for my sister." She spoke slowly with a thick nasal voice, "I told Chief Baker that I would not be involved in this matter anymore, so I backed off."

Ye Nianmo hugged her again, gently patted her back and said gently, "Ok."

"Don't you think I'm useless?" Ding Yiyi tried her best to use some words to describe her bad side. "Ingratitude, no sense of responsibility, only escape?"

He patiently listened to what she had to say before saying, "There's no need for any reason to support you."

"Why?" Ding Yiyi asked in a nasal voice.

He laughed. "Why what? Is love a reason? "

Half an hour later, the crying Ding Yiyi quickly fell asleep. However, her nose was still red from crying. He covered her with the blanket and lit incense for her before lightly closing the door.

Walking to the study, he turned on the computer and clicked on a document on the desktop. It was all about Qiu Bai's case from back then.

He gently tapped on the page with his right hand, and the mouse hovered at the "delete" position.

It was very clear that the situation was one-sided. Baker had no chance of winning, and the reason why he did not act and let all this happen was ultimately due to his feelings for Xu Haorann.

That old man had done a lot of things for him. He swore to be good to him when he grew up, and he didn't want to be cruel to the person he was going to save, no matter how evil that woman was.

With a slight click, the file on the table disappeared, followed by a deep sigh.

On the one hand, the media was being suppressed, and on the other hand, they were being forgetful to the public. Perhaps in their subconscious, other people's miserable lives were only suitable for talking after a meal, and this kind of talk was usually very rich. In the blink of an eye, there would be new things for them to talk about.

In the police station, one of the policemen asked, "The chief still hasn't come today?"

"He didn't come, so he asked for a leave of absence. I don't know when he'll be leaving." One of the clerks said, and then lowered his head to deal with his own affairs, while the other continued, "Since the leader is about to retire, after two more years, it's fine to relax a bit."

The officer who started the questioning walked out of the station and said to the two old men at the door, "Hello, our Chief is not here." Seeing the disappointed look on the two elders' faces, he sighed, "I don't think you'll be coming tomorrow, and you two shouldn't be coming tomorrow either."

"I knew it. I knew it!" The old man was carrying a plastic bag with a bottle of mineral water in it. He took out the bottle and opened it, then handed it to his wife. "Drink it, then we will leave."

The old granny nodded. Although her expression was haggard, her eyes revealed a strange color. She took it over and said, "That's good. Let's go. We've done our best. We have an explanation for going to see her."

The old man nodded. He reached out his hand to hold his wife's arm, and said in a slightly raised voice, "I'll protect you from behind."

The policemen who were about to leave felt something wasn't right as they listened to their conversation. Their hearts skipped a beat. They immediately turned around and walked towards the two old men.

The old woman's hands were trembling, her mouth was pointed at the mouth of the bottle, several times she was wrong, until the old man reached out and held the bottle for her.

Suddenly, the bottle was snatched away by someone and it fell to the ground. The liquid within the bottle was poured out and a pungent smell permeated through the air.

"What are you two doing!?" The policeman was shocked and anxious. He immediately kicked the bottle away and looked at the old man cautiously, afraid that there was some kind of pesticide on them.

The old man shook his head. "There's nothing we can do. We really let down our daughter. After working so hard for so long, we still couldn't do anything about it. We just wanted to go down and see her. It's useless telling her about our parents."

The old granny was already crying on the ground, weeping as she repeated, "Comrade Police, what are you doing? Do you know how hard it is for the couple?"

"Don't you have anything to say? Don't you want to see the director? I will immediately call the bureau chief over. If there's anything, he will definitely make the decision for you! " The police officer shouted to his colleagues who were walking past him, "Hurry up and call the bureau chief back. If he doesn't come back, then something will happen!"

Half an hour later, Baker walked in hurriedly. There was still a trace of bruise on his face, and he looked very depressed.

"Chief Baker." The old man was about to kneel down when a policewoman hurried forward to help him up, "Old grandpa, we can talk later."

Baker brought the two into the office, "Sorry," he looked down at his hands, then took out a cigarette from his jacket and dropped it on the ground.

He took another cigarette from the pack, reached for it, and brought his fist down hard on the table. "I'm sorry," he said in a low voice.

The old man was shocked by his actions, but soon after, he became heartbroken. "Our daughter died in vain, didn't she?"

The old man was excited, he stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, his face full of grief and despair, "At that time, we didn't believe she was innocent, she was a demon, why didn't you capture her, why didn't you send her to jail!"

"I'm sorry." Baker was held by the old man by his collar. He looked at the old man with grief and pity in his eyes. He could only repeat those two words.

The old man's wife sobbed and held her husband back. "That's enough, we should have known it was like this."

"Live well." He looked at the two old men. "If she can speak, then she will wish for you two to live well."

The old man shook his head. "No one can help us anymore. This is the way the world is. We only hope that we can accompany our daughter as soon as possible."

Looking at the two old men supporting each other as they left, Baker tried his best to suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart. Who could help him now to help this group of pitiful old men?

A figure suddenly appeared in his mind — Xia Yihan!

Ye Family, the butler wore an estranged smile on his face, "I'm sorry, the madam and old master have been invited to Italy for a vacation recently, and they might have to finish this season before returning."

"I got it. Sorry for disturbing you." Baker nodded to the other party in disappointment, then walked out of the Ye Family.

The servant in the door watched as the person disappeared through the door. "Butler, is it really okay to not inform the madam?" Isn't she going to Italy the next day? "

"There are some unnecessary troubles that you don't need to let Madam know." The steward was still smiling. He turned around and left to do some other tasks for the servants.

After Baker came out of Ye Family, he went to Ding Yiyi's villa. He already had nothing he could do, he would only do it subconsciously wherever he went.2

The security guards at the entrance were still as tight as ever, with all sorts of surveillance cameras focused on them. Then, he looked at the luxurious cars coming and going in the residential complex and smiled mockingly.

A voice that carried a gentle smile was like a stream of water that flowed into his ears. He tilted his head and listened attentively.

"It's like this, it's a white Persian cat, the color of its eyes is different, but it might have wandered around for too long, so it's a bit dirty. I think if you can find it, you can't not hurt it, I've been looking for it for a long time."

Ding Yiyi explained to the security guard patiently. The day before yesterday, she went out to throw away trash and saw the white cat rummaging in the trash bin for food. The Persian cat ran away as soon as she got close.

After communicating with the security guards, Ding Yiyi turned around and saw Baker, "Bureau Chief Baker."

Baker smiled at her, "Hello."

Ding Yiyi hesitated in her heart. She didn't know what he wanted to say to her or if he was going to lobby her again. Recently, she had been in great pain because of this matter and it wasn't something she could just forget.

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