Isn't that corpse too coincidental? Coincidentally, she fell into a vacuum in the middle of the river and was discovered six years later, along with the time when the witness reported the crime? Mo Xiaoran hadn't interacted with many people recently, who could she be a threat to? Han Yong thought of a person, a woman with malicious thoughts.
lawyer Liang thought for a moment before giving his opinion, "There is another important person among them."
"Who?"
"Xuan Peng, Miss Mo was acquainted with Han Qiaoying and maybe someone we missed out on. That person was someone who knew Miss Mo and was also familiar with Han Qiaoying." lawyer Liang looked at the case file, and his gaze landed on the other person's name. Han Yong followed lawyer Liang's gaze and saw that person's name, Wang Yiling.
Han Yong raised his head to look at lawyer Liang, and said slowly: "I think I know where Xuan Peng is, and this Wang Yiling as well."
Wang Yiling was still in the hospital, but this time she had a high fever and did not retreat. Furthermore, some of the wounds on her legs had been infected, and she had fainted for a few days now, so Xuan Peng tried his best to accompany her. The doctor suggested that he should stay by her side and talk, so that Wang Yiling would have more courage and awareness.
Xuan Peng sat on the side of Wang Yiling's bed. He didn't know what to say, but if it was towards Mo Xiaoran, he would probably have a lot of words, words that were gentle and sincere.
He had always been at fault, never knowing why he had become like this. Actually, he and Wang Yiling were considered to be relatively close, because they had once become one, and even had a child.
Xuan Peng's heart was in a mess, he was worried about Mo Xiaoran who was in the police station. He sent someone to investigate, and found out that Mo Xiaoran was involved in a case six years ago.
Sighing, Xuan Peng covered Wang Yiling with the blanket and just as he was about to put his hands under the blanket which Wang Yiling had placed outside, his big hands were grasped by her small, ice-cold hands.
Xuan Peng raised his gaze and saw the tears flowing from the corner of Wang Yiling's eyes. He remained silent, knowing that he should say something at this moment.
The sickroom was quiet, so quiet that their own heartbeats could be heard. Wang Yiling's tears continued to flow down, she wanted Mo Xiaoran to die together with her.
Rather than living a dark life in a prison, it was better to sleep beside Xuan Peng at this suitable time, forever.
She was also very thankful for the decision she had made during that year.
didn't know why, but she felt a warm big hand fall into the corner of her eyes and wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes. The moment that hand was about to leave, Wang Yiling's face turned slightly to the side and placed his face into the big hand, gently rubbing it.
Do you regret it? Wang Yiling knew that there was no need to ask this question, and the answer was even less important.
"Yi Ling, don't be sad, you'll get better." Xuan Peng muttered to himself as he comforted her, as if he was telling himself that everything would be fine.
At the very least, to him, he would have to live this kind of life forever. He stretched out his hand and sighed, and then slowly patted the back of Wang Yiling's hand with a hand. If his pain alone could alleviate Wang Yiling's resentment, then he would be able to give her a safe harbor and a life of freedom and happiness.
In the silent ward, a struggling voice sounded, "Yi Ling, let's get married." When Xuan Peng heard his words, his body trembled, and a trembling figure appeared in his arms. It was Wang Yiling.
Outside the sickroom, Han Yong, who had raised his hand to knock on the door, stopped in his tracks as flames of anger burned in his eyes. Mo Xiaoran was being held in custody.
Han Yong looked at the two figures who were still hugging each other in the ward. He was not an impulsive or crafty man, but at this moment, he could not resist: "You two, the celebration is still too early, the judgement of the court has not been passed down yet.
lawyer Liang followed behind and understood the sudden change in Han Yong, but after seeing Xuan Peng and Wang Yiling hugging each other, he gave a low cough and turned his gaze to the side, he had followed Han Yong in. As a lawyer, he did not want to let anyone know.
Xuan Peng was already a little embarrassed to begin with, and didn't know what had happened to him that made her propose to Wang Yiling. Fortunately, he had been lucky enough to follow along with Han Yong and lawyer Liang as they gently placed him on the sickbed and carefully covered her with a blanket.
Han Yong rejected it. Looking at Wang Yiling's bashful and happy smile as he enjoyed Xuan Peng's care, he felt a thorn in his eye, why was Mo Xiaoran forced to stay in his room and eat prison. Han Yong wanted to say something, but lawyer Liang suddenly coughed behind him.
lawyer Liang was extremely embarrassed, after nodding at Wang Yiling and, he followed Han Yong out of the ward and stood in the corridor, waiting for Xuan Peng. The half-opened door could vaguely hear the conversation coming from inside.
"Was what you said just now sincere?"
The words that came out, Xuan Peng could not regret it, and could only drag it out: "We will discuss this problem after you have fully recovered."
Wang Yiling's heart skipped a beat. Seeing Xuan Peng's figure that was about to leave, the corner of her eye grew hot, and she blurted out: "I promise you."
Xuan Peng's footsteps had just begun to stumble when he turned his head and smiled at Wang Yiling. He felt that the stiff muscles on his face were extremely unnatural.
Wang Yiling was lying on the bed, and now she was the only one left. She quietly looked at the roof of the ward, and the tears flowed out from the corner of her eyes, in the end, she still could not bear to part with Xuan Peng.
When Xuan Peng left the ward, he immediately threw a punch at Han Yong, so much so that Han Yong's internal organs were about to explode. He wiped his hand on his body, raised his chin and looked at Han Yong, then pointed at the door and said: "Xuan Peng, if you marry the woman inside, don't appear in front of Xiao Ri this entire life, and don't dirty her eyes."
"It's my business." Xuan Peng took a punch, but did not counterattack.
Han Yong must have come looking for him for Mo Xiaoran. Xuan Peng wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his lips, and raised his head to look at lawyer Liang.
lawyer Liang took the initiative to extend his hand out to introduce to Xuan Peng: "Hello, my surname is Liang, I'm the lawyer in charge of handling Miss Mo's case."
"Xuan Peng, hello lawyer Liang." Xuan Peng stretched out his right hand and held lawyer Liang's hand.
Han Yong looked at the two clasped hands, and muttered in his heart, a lawyer was indeed a lawyer, he would never forget to seize the initiative. Han Yong turned and walked out, not forgetting to provoke Xuan Peng, "I don't want to be smothered by the rotten stench here." If he wanted to save Mo Xiaoran, there was still a place that he could use it.