After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

The woman in the photo was lying on the rain-soaked ground, her lips were pale and colorless, her body was covered in blood, and her eyes were tightly closed. She looked like a broken and withered flower, lifeless.

It was Qin Shijing, the photo of Yu Jing’s mother when she had a car accident eight years ago.

Yi Zongyu felt a chill in his heart, turned off his cell phone, and hugged Yu Jing tighter.

"Don't be afraid anymore, I'm here."

The huge grief almost overwhelmed Yu Jing. He had never seen any photo of his mother's death. He only knew that it was a car accident. He was still young at the time and was only immersed in the pain.

After so many years, the impact of these photos is really unexpected.

In his mind, Qin Shijing was still wearing a white dress, smiling gently, and taking him out to play every weekend.

Such a lively and bright person, compared with the one in the photo, it is still hard to accept after so many years.

"Yes, who sent it?" Yu Jing's eyes were dry and painful, and he looked at Yi Zongyu.

"I'll have someone check it out. Xiao Jing, please stop crying, okay?"

He gently wiped Yu Jing's tears, his eyes full of heartache, "Don't cry, your eyes are so red."

Yu Jingzhi nodded, but still couldn't help sobbing in Yi Zongyu's arms.

The first moment he saw the photo, Yi Zongyu thought of his father Yi Chang, but he immediately dismissed the idea.

Although Yi Chang opposed the two of them being together, he would not do such a thing, nor did he bother to do it.

Who could that be?

Yi Zongyu had originally planned to take Yu Jing to Sydney to celebrate the Lunar New Year before returning home, but given the current situation, neither of them had the heart to play anymore, so the two-week trip ended early.

On the plane, Yi Zongyu finally coaxed Yu Jing to sleep, carefully covered him with a blanket, and left the room.

There was a bodyguard waiting outside the door. He was the one Yu Jing had spoken to in the car that day. His name was Wen Mao.

"Did you find anything?"

"It has been locked down based on the IP address. You know this person."

Yi Zongyu glanced at him.

"Who?"

"Jie Heng."

Yi Zongyou's eyes were calm, "Wasn't he sentenced to ten years?"

Wen Mao: "It is said that he was released early after his sentence was commuted because of his good behavior in prison."

Yi Zongyu sat down on the sofa in the lounge and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Are you in Beijing?"

"Yes, I've been out of prison for half a month. I basically don't go out, but I went to the Phoenix Hall two days ago."

Yi Zongyou: "Have you checked your personal account?"

Huangjue Club is a famous high-end entertainment club in Beijing. Although Peng Jihua is still the current investment director of the club, he is just a figurehead.

His son Peng Jiali has been in charge for six years, and the style of doing things within the association has become increasingly unacceptable in recent years.

It is impossible for someone like Jie Heng, who just got out of prison and doesn't even have a job, to spend money in a place like that.

"I checked it, everything is normal."

Wen Mao took out his tablet, opened the electronic document and handed it over, "Please take a look at this report."

It was a paternity test report from eight years ago. Yi Zongyu glanced at it but didn't seem surprised.

"Why did Jie Heng go to the Phoenix Hall?"

"I haven't found anything. The guild hall has been under strict control recently. They say it is undergoing rectification and revision." Wen Mao said, "But some officials' children and regular customers are still allowed in."

Yi Zongyu leaned on the sofa, biting the cigarette butt and taking a puff. The bluish-white smoke gradually blurred his face.

It is not surprising that Xie Heng wants to get involved with the Peng family. It can even be confirmed that his early release from prison is inseparable from Peng Jiali.

But what does Peng Jiali want?

Something big must have happened in the Phoenix Club recently, otherwise it would be impossible to rectify it externally.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Jie Heng, and put two more bodyguards around Yu Jing."

"Okay." Wen Mao paused, "Mr. Yi..."

"My dad must have known it before me, so there's no need to hide it deliberately."

Yi Zongyu put out his cigarette and spoke in a faint voice.

After Wen Mao left, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello?" Xue Feihan's nonchalant voice came, "What's up, have you finally come to your senses and decided to send Xiao Jing to my house?"

"You think too much."

"Then what do you want from me?"

Yi Zongyu tapped the tabletop with his fingertips, "Call Siyin and Ethan tomorrow night and go to the Phoenix Club together."

Xue Feihan took the phone in front of him in surprise and looked at it, confirming that he was talking to Yi Zongyu.

"No, I'm going to tell Xiao Jing."

"....Tell him something."

Xue Feihan said righteously: "Tell Xiao Jing that you tried to hang out in a porn club."

"I just have some business to attend to. Have you been to the Phoenix Hall since you returned home?"

"Really not. I heard that since Peng Jiali, that idiot, took over, everything has become a mess. Basically, there is no positive transaction anymore."

Xue Feihan paused and asked again, "What are you going to do?"

Yi Zongyou: "Let's talk about it when we meet. Bye."

Xue Feihan listened to the disconnected sound on the phone and rolled his eyes: "Did I say I was going?"

They arrived in Beijing the next afternoon. They had already eaten on the plane. After returning home, Yu Jing was held in Yi Zongyu's arms and sat on the sofa.

As soon as he gets close to him, the person in his arms will obediently lean his head on his shoulder, which is heartbreaking.

"Xiao Jing, you have something to tell me. Don't keep it in your heart."

Yu Jing's eyes were a little sore, and his voice was very low:

"I had imagined what it would be like if my mom died in a car accident, but I didn't expect a person could bleed so much."

Yu Jing looked at him from a distance, his eyes calm and sad:

"I'm so sad, Yi Zongyou, I feel so sad."

Why should he see those things? There is nothing around him that can be taken away.

The most gentle face of my mother in my memory can no longer be preserved.

Yi Zongyu felt pain in his heart, reached out and gently wiped his tears, his voice low and hoarse.

"The man who sent you the photo is the driver who caused the accident that year. His name is Jie Heng."

Solution…

Yu Jing frowned slightly, he had no impression of this person in his mind at all.

"But, but why does he have these photos of my mother, and why did he send them to me?"

For the first time, Yi Zongyu felt that words were so bitter and difficult to say.

Because Xie Heng was seeking revenge, revenge on the Yi family, revenge on Yi Chang and Yi Zongyu.

How to say it, how to start.

Eight years ago, the innocent person was Qin Shijing, and eight years later, Yu Jing was forced to reveal the scar again.

Yi Zongyu looked at Yu Jing's sad and helpless appearance and felt that he should not hide it. He had no right to hide these things.

Yu Jing knew nothing about his mother's death, but he has been tortured for so many years. Until now, he is still reflecting on what he did wrong and why he received such a photo.

"Xiao Jing."

"Yeah." Yu Jing looked at him with moist eyes.

"There's something I wanted to tell you later, but after careful consideration, I feel that you're the last person I should hide this from."

"what?"