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Chapter 112 Sentenced(1/2)

The bodyguard quickly drew the portrait of the man based on Zhao Yuling's description.

The man's face was tightly wrapped. In addition to the mask, he also wore a large sunglasses and a baseball cap.

The clothes on his body are also very ordinary, and he knows nothing except knowing that he is a man.

If you want to find this person who has no characteristics in the vast crowd, you are undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

Jiang Cheng held the portrait and his handsome face sank to the extreme.

"Let Zhao Yuling be released and arrange for someone to keep an eye on her. As long as this person contacts her, please contact me immediately."

I thought for a while and understood what Jiang Cheng meant. If this person could not be found, I would have to wait for him to come to my door.

But will things really go so smoothly?

I looked at the sky covered by dark clouds outside the window and fell into deep thought.

The night when my eyes recovered, I called my parents to tell me the news.

The next morning, my parents came to see me with big bags of things.

My mother stretched out a finger and shook it in front of me and asked me how much it was.

I held my mother's hand with a funny look and said softly: "Mom, I can really see it."

As soon as these words came out, my mother almost cried and said half-chuckling: "Mom just knew that my Xiaoyao is so good, why can God be willing to let you not see it?"

Seeing my mother dancing and crying with my father, my nose became sore and my eyes became wet.

After a while, my parents stabilized, looked around and asked me, "Didn't you say Xiaoling is here with you? Where are she?"

When Jiang Cheng and I were silent at the same time when we heard Zhao Yuling's name.

Although my parents also hated what Li Feng did to me, they still treated Zhao Yuling as usual.

Seeing this, my dad's eyelids twitched and asked, "Can she do anything wrong, right?"

This matter is not suitable for Jiang Cheng to say, so I thought about it for a while and told my parents the whole story.

After listening, both of them were disbelief.

My mother reacted very quickly, and she pulled me up and looked at me, and tears were almost flowing out.

"Xiao Yao, you didn't eat what she gave you, did you? Have you ever gone to the hospital for a check-up?"

"Mom, I discovered that she had just given me a drug. I didn't take it and had a checkup. The doctor said it was okay."

My mother suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and cursed: "This dark-hearted person, when your father and I first knew that she came to take care of you, they also said that she was different from her mother. I didn't expect that they were all the same thing."

My dad's face changed and hesitated, "Xiao Yao, will there be any misunderstandings in this? Xiaoling's child doesn't look like someone who can do such a thing."

"Mr. In-law, I don't agree with your words. You don't know how arrogant she was when she was caught. She kept saying that she had children with our young master for the sake of the young lady. If she really did it for the young lady's good, would she give medicine to the young lady?" Mrs. Zhang said for me.

My mother glared at my dad and said angrily: "Is Xiaoyao your daughter or is she your daughter? She has drugged Xiaoyao, and you are still quibbling for her."

My dad said embarrassedly: "Of course it's Xiaoyao, my daughter. I'm afraid of misunderstandings."

"Misunderstanding, everyone has seen it, what other misunderstandings?"

My dad was speechless after being forced to ask something from my mom. After sighing, he felt disappointed on his face.

I understand my father's feelings. After Zhao Yuling came to my house, my father was sincere to her. On the one hand, she felt sorry for her without her father, and on the other hand, her dissatisfaction with Li Feng did not affect the younger generation.

So it is normal for me to suddenly know that Zhao Yuling is harmful to me.

However, when Mrs. Zhang watched the video of interrogating Zhao Yuling to my father, my father's face turned pale.

"Where is Zhao Yuling now? She has harmed you, so you can't let her go so easily."

My dad no longer called Xiaoling, but called Zhao Yuling. I knew my dad was completely disappointed.

My eyes were looking at Jiang Cheng from the bottom of my eyes, and when I saw him nodding at me, I said to my parents: "We'll let her go back..."

Before I could finish speaking, my mother was interrupted.

"How could you let her go back? What if she is ill-intentioned to you again?" My mother said anxiously.

As soon as my mother's words fell, my dad became nervous.

I quickly explained: "We let her go not let her go, but wait for the person who gave her poison before contacting Zhao Yuling."

After hearing this, my parents finally breathed a sigh of relief, saying things like being careful, and they didn't stop until they left.

After sending my parents away, Jiang Cheng breathed a lot of relief.

"If my parents don't leave, I'm worried that they will keep talking."

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Don't say it, there is really a possibility."

Jiang Cheng started to tease me, scratched my crunching nest and said, "You are still laughing."

I was afraid of itchyness. When Jiang Cheng touched me, I burst into laughter and twisted back and forth in Jiang Cheng's arms.

We hugged each other from the living room to the bedroom. Who knew who took the initiative in the end, and the two of us rolled on the bed and played a wonderful music.

For three consecutive days, Jiang Cheng arranged for Zhao Yuling to monitor only a few people.

However, this person is even more cunning than expected. After Zhao Yuling returned, the person might have known that she was exposed, so he never contacted her.

A week later, Jiang Cheng withdrew the person and sent Zhao Yuling to prison for murder.

I don’t know what methods Jiang Cheng used, but Zhao Yuling’s sentence was soon postponed and she was sentenced to ten years in prison.

Li Feng quickly released her because she didn't directly prove that she pushed me.

On the day the verdict came into effect, my mother called me and said that my dad was in a bad mood and was drinking at home.

At that time, I thought to myself that if my dad asked me to let Zhao Yuling go, for my dad's sake, I would tell Jiang Cheng that I would not let her go completely, but that she would be sentenced to a few years less prison.

But until my dad hung up the phone, he didn't say this.

I knew in my heart that my dad was trying not to be wronged.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng was worried that someone would attack me again, so he was not allowed to go out. The bodyguard surrounded me three layers inside and three layers outside.

Fortunately, my eyes recovered and I didn’t refuse. I prepared works from the fashion design competition at home every day.

Jiang's mother came midway and knew that I could see it, and left with anger on her face.

Wu Yanan and Song Meng also came, and they cried and laughed, which made me both funny and moved.

The day after Zhao Yuling was sent to prison, I asked Jiang Cheng that I wanted to go back to work.

There have been too many things happening recently, and I am still worried that Jiang Cheng will not agree, and I have thought of countless reasons in my mind.

But unexpectedly, no reason was used. Jiang Cheng agreed after thinking for a while. I happily kissed him on the face.

The next day, as soon as I entered the company, Song Meng gave me a big bear hug.

"Sister Ruoyao, you are finally back. If you don't come, I will be tortured to death by Joseph."

I was about to ask what happened to Song Meng, and Joseph walked over with an excited look on his face and said to me: "Ruoyao, you are back, I'll wait for you... wait..."

Seeing Joseph scratching his ears and his forehead, he couldn't think of the next sentence, and I burst into laughter.

"Did you wait until the flowers fade?"

Joseph was enlightened and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's it."

Although Joseph lived in China for many years and speaks good Chinese, he is only limited to daily communication. He always uses idioms and other idioms to say nothing, and he often can't remember what he wants to say. I'm no longer surprised.

"I heard that you are sick, and I always want to see you, but the boss told me not to disturb you." Joseph said in a loss.

I instantly realized that it was Jiang Cheng who claimed that I was sick and did not allow anyone to come to see me, worried about spreading the truth.

After understanding, I followed Joseph's words: "I'm very sick this time, but I'm all cured now."

Joseph looked at me seriously and said, "It's fine if you're fine. How are you preparing for the fashion design competition? It's going to be a few days left."

"There is still a little over and it's over. I'll show you later."

Joseph's eyes lit up and said, "I'll wait for you."

After seeing Joseph away, Song Meng and I came to the office.

I put down my things and asked Song Meng: "Have Joseph tortured you recently?"

When she heard this, Song Meng's face wrinkled and said bitterly: "I don't know what Joseph has been crazy recently. It is stipulated that everyone should design a certain amount of works every month. I was tortured to the point where I was almost bald."

"Who made you so lazy before? Now I just want to restrain you."

Because of designing this thing, sometimes you can design it in one day if you have good inspiration. If you have bad inspiration, you don’t even have the chance to write in one day.

So many people come to work all day long on the grounds of no inspiration. When I was in showme, I met many such people.

Joseph is doing this now, probably to give them some pressure, after all, there is no motivation without pressure.

"Sister Ruoyao, even you say that." Song Meng said angrily.

I supported my chin and joked, "It's the end of the month soon. If the mission is not completed, let's see how Joseph deals with you."

Song Meng's face froze, and her face changed as if she remembered something.

"Sister Ruoyao, I'll go to work first."
To be continued...
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