Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

Bai Yanning asked Qin Yunchuan to have dinner with her. The two of them sat in the dimly lit restaurant. Bai Yanning pushed the menu to him and said, "You order."

Qin Yunchuan smiled, "Of course it's the lady who ordered the food."

"This is my first time in a restaurant like this," Bai Yanning confessed, "I don't know what's good to eat."

Qin Yunchuan felt a little sorry for her after hearing her words. He ordered a few dishes and talked to Bai Yanning about the taste and stories behind various Western dishes.

He said: "High-quality foie gras is ivory with a pale pink, light golden yellow or light green yellow, with a light fat aroma."

"So there's so much knowledge," Bai Yanning looked at him with a smile, "I never knew this."

The meal went very harmoniously, and in the end, Qin Yunchuan paid the bill. Bai Yanning felt embarrassed, "It was obviously me who invited you."

"Then ask me out next time." He stayed in City C just for her.

After dinner, they walked along the riverbank. Qin Yunchuan looked at her profile and finally couldn't help asking, "Yan Ning, have you figured it out?"

Bai Yanning stopped, put her hands on the railing, and tilted her head to look at him. The river breeze blew her hair back, revealing her intact little face, which was white and delicate, making people feel pity for her.

Qin Yunchuan took a step closer to her, but she did not hide.

"You said you could give me everything except marriage, right?" she asked.

"Yes."

"But my dad will be released from prison in less than five years," she said, a hint of sadness on her face. "How can my life be any better with him around?"

"Like you once said, he's a bomb that might explode at any moment."

She sighed, "Let me think about it, okay?"

Qin Yunchuan took her into his arms, and she leaned on his shoulder, as if it was her only support. Qin Yunchuan's heart moved slightly, and he said: "Yan Ning, I will let you know my sincerity."

She raised her eyes to look at him, tears already in her eyes, "What are you going to do?"

"I will save you," Qin Yunchuan smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Yan Ning, only I can save you."

A deeper investigation into Zhao Gang's case revealed a large network of trafficking in women and children. Bai Wenfeng, a small figure in this network, was responsible for several deaths.

He shouted that he was innocent in the interrogation room. The incandescent light above his head was glaring. He hadn't slept for almost a day and a night.

The evidence was complete, he was quickly imprisoned, and the verdict was also quickly handed down: death penalty.

Xie Mingkai was busy with work and finally had time to come to City C to see his son. He stayed in the hospital for two hours and then went to the court to attend Bai Wenfeng's final trial.

Coming out of the court, he and Bai Yanning walked side by side. His temperament was very similar to Peng Yurong's, upright and calm, seeming easy to get close to, but also with an insurmountable alienation.

He was considered a high-ranking official, and this matter was somewhat related to his son. Bai Yanning guessed that he had probably heard some inside information. He said to Bai Yanning, "You've done a good thing by exposing so many villains at once."

Bai Yanning lowered her head and looked at her toes. The sun was bright today, warming her body, but her heart felt as if it had sunk into an icy cave. Xie Mingkai continued, "As for Jiashu, his mother and I only have him as our only child. We've spoiled him since he was young. Fortunately, he's also sensible and doesn't cause us too much worry. We don't have high expectations for him. We just hope he lives a smooth, peaceful life, a clean and simple one."

"I understand," Bai Yanning stopped at the bottom of the courthouse steps. A road stretched in both directions. Qin Yunchuan was waiting for her by the car not far away. She said to Xie's father, "We're going in different directions. I'll go that way."

"Goodbye."

Xie Mingkai walked into the ward and saw Xie Jiashu eating. There were two meat dishes and one vegetable dish in front of him. The thermos was tightly covered and placed aside. He always saved the pork rib soup for Bai Yanning to drink together.

He stretched his neck and asked, "Where's Yan Ning? Didn't you come back together?"

Xie Mingkai asked Peng Yurong, "Can I get out of bed now?"

Peng Yurong replied: "Just don't run or jump."

She put down the sweater she was knitting, closed the door and went out.

When Xie Jiashu saw this, he knew that Xie Mingkai had something very serious to tell him. He couldn't help but sit up straight, "What is it, Dad?"

Xie Mingkai removed the small dining table from his bed to prevent him from spilling the soup everywhere in a fit of excitement. He sat on a chair beside his bed and told him, "No running or jumping later."

Xie Jiashu had a bad feeling, "What are you going to say?"

"Bai Wenfeng was sentenced to death today," Xie Mingkai said. "He wasn't guilty of anything like this, but someone wanted him to die, so he had to."

"After leaving the court, Bai Yanning got into a car with a man I happened to recognize. He was the only son of the Qin family. His maternal family was notorious for their connections to both the black and white."

"What do you want to say?" Xie Jiashu looked at him in disbelief.

"You're very smart. There are some things I don't need to explain so clearly." Xie Mingkai said seriously, "You and Bai Yanning are no longer together. She's very sensible and won't bother you. You have some common sense too. Don't get involved with her anymore."

"I don't believe it," Xie Jiashu said, reaching for his phone. "I'll ask her myself."

Xie Mingkai stood with his hands behind his back and watched him make the call.

The call was quickly connected, "Hello."

"I'm Qin Yunchuan," the person on the other end of the phone sounded in a good mood, "Yan Ning doesn't want to answer your call, you can ask me anything."

"I think I can answer everything you want to know."

Xie Jiashu took a deep breath, his chest aching. "Let Bai Yanning speak."

"No."

Xie Jiashu gritted his teeth and said, "Let Bai Yanning talk to me."

A soft voice came from the other side, "Forget it, give it to me."

Bai Yanning answered the phone, "Actually, there's nothing much to say. Your father should have told you everything. It's all true."

Xie Jiashu became excited: "Bai Wenfeng deserves to die. He treated you like that, he deserves no death."

His voice softened again, "But you can't let yourself be wronged. Qin Yunchuan forced you to do that, right?"

Bai Yanning: "No."

"But you promised me to marry me two days ago," Xie Jiashu's eyes suddenly turned red, "Why..."

"I lied to you in the first place," Bai Yanning seemed impatient. "You were injured because of me, and I felt guilty about it. I took care of you. Now that you're better, there's no need for me to coax you anymore."

"If I hadn't called the police, you would have been beaten to death by Zhao Gang for coming to save me so recklessly alone."

"You didn't save me, Yunchuan saved me, do you understand?"

“He really pulled me out of the mess.”

"Compared to your distant vows of marriage, the sincerity he showed me is what really touched my heart."

"You're not crying again, are you?" She said coldly, "Xie Jiashu, only useless men can cry."

Xie Mingkai opened the door and said to Peng Yurong outside, "You're crying. Are you okay?"

"What have you done?" Peng Yurong punched him on the shoulder and went into the room.

Her son sat on the bed, his back arched like a pitiful shrimp, crying and trembling all over. He suppressed his voice and almost suffocated in the quilt.

She couldn't bear to watch. She had raised him all her life and had never seen him so sad. However, his ribs were still broken. She went up and patted his back, "Jiashu, don't cry. Doesn't it hurt to curl up like this?"

Xie Jiashu turned a deaf ear to her, and Peng Yurong compromised a little: "If you really want to cry, lie down and cry."

Xie Jiashu started coughing from crying, his chest aching. When he finally stopped, he grabbed Peng Yurong's hand and spoke incoherently, "You heard it, Mom. She promised to marry me."

Peng Yurong's face was full of heartache. She held him in her arms and rubbed his back like she was coaxing a child. "It's okay, it will all be over."

"it will be pass away."