Take her as my wife

The person named "Yang Jiu" was the second one. Jiang Ni called him, and the person on the other end immediately launched into a tirade: "Where the hell are you?! I just saw a bunch of women surrounding you. Did you run off with some beautiful girl? Aren't you going to keep your chastity for your future wife?!"

Tan Wen frowned in annoyance: "Stop talking nonsense—"

Remembering that Jiang Ni was still there, he suppressed his temper and only said what was important: "I have to go first. You can take a taxi back by yourself. I'll bring the car back to you when I'm done using it."

Yang Jiu was drunk and unsteady on his feet. When he heard that Yang Jiu was ignoring him, he started cursing, "You told me to drink and deal with those old foxes, and all you did was hold a glass and pretend! Now that I'm drunk, you've run away! Are you even human?! What do you want? Tell me!"

Tan Wen said matter-of-factly, "I'll take my sister home. If that doesn't work, you can just book a hotel room for the night, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Without waiting for Yang Jiu's reply, she changed her tone and said to Jiang Ni, "Sister, hang up now, your arm will get tired from holding the phone for so long."

Yang Jiu: "..."

He had never seen a brother like Tan Wen who valued women over friends so much!

Jiang Ni ignored Tan Wen's question and instead spoke to Yang Jiu: "Let's go back and pick him up. I have nothing to do this afternoon, so there's no rush."

Since she had spoken, Tan Wen naturally obeyed: "Okay."

A dozen minutes later, Yang Jiu got into the car with the help of a waiter and sat alone in the back seat, leaning to one side.

Jiang Ni recognized his voice and knew he was the person who answered the phone for Tan Wen during the rain last time. Connecting this to his surname, Jiang Ni asked, "Is he the owner of the number you asked me to save before?"

Tan hummed in agreement and introduced him to her: "He owns a security company and has people working for him."

Yang Jiu leaned back on Tan Wen's chair and greeted Jiang Ni, "Hello, beautiful sister..."

He was really drunk, saying whatever came to mind without thinking: "You're even prettier in person than in the photos...no wonder..."

No wonder Tan Wen was so infatuated with him—before he could finish the sentence, he let out a burp, then covered his mouth, stuck his head out of the car window, and looked like he was about to vomit.

Tan Wen immediately pulled over to the side of the road. Jiang Ni unbuckled her seatbelt and wanted to help, but Tan Wen shook his head: "Sister, sit still, I'll do it."

How could he possibly let Jiang Ni take care of other drunk men? He had never even enjoyed such treatment before.

A few minutes later, Yang Jiu vomited, felt much better, and fell asleep in the back seat.

Tan gave the sanitation worker 300 yuan, apologized to her, and returned to his car to continue driving.

The car was unusually quiet because Tan Wen was waiting for Jiang Ni to ask him, "Where did he see my photos?", while Jiang Ni was debating whether to ask him the question, so neither of them spoke.

Less than a kilometer later, a deafening snoring sound came from behind.

"Buzz~~"

Jiang Ni suddenly remembered that Tan Yan used to snore when he slept. Several times, Tan Yan had fallen asleep on the table in the study after working hard, and she had heard his snoring. Although it wasn't as loud as Yang Jiu's, Jiang Ni didn't really like listening to that kind of noise.

However, snoring is something that can't be controlled, so Jiang Ni didn't say anything. Besides, they weren't sleeping together at that time, so she didn't take it to heart.

But in the future... we might have to consider this issue.

"Are all men like this?" she asked Tan.

"I won't do that," Tan said, glancing at her.

He even counted his good points on his fingers to tell her: "I don't snore, I don't grind my teeth, I don't steal the blanket, and I don't talk in my sleep—I'm a very good sleeper, sister."

Jiang Ni said "Oh," and then uttered three meaningful words: "That's good."

Tan Wen gripped the steering wheel tightly, his heart pounding at the mention of her name.

...Was he overinterpreting things? Why did he feel like she was implying something to him?

"That's good" means that if you don't snore, sleeping together won't bother me, so that's good.

Tan Wen still didn't dare to ask for clarification.

*

On August 29th, Du Yucheng's case officially went to trial.

Jiang Ni led Tong Zheyuan to the plaintiff's seat.

However, after not seeing him for nearly two months, Du Yucheng has changed a lot.

He was wearing a red vest, a symbol of high-risk individuals, and his hands were shackled as he slowly walked to the dock.

His face was so thin it was almost unrecognizable, with a pair of empty, lifeless eyes. His complexion was ashen, his eye sockets were sunken, and his hair was dry. He had completely lost the glamorous and radiant look he once had as a rich second-generation.

Jiang Ni knew that this period was extremely difficult for him. He had to face the psychological pressure of being sentenced to life imprisonment or death under numerous accusations, and he also had to endure the physical damage caused by drug rehabilitation.

However, all of this was his own fault, and he deserved the consequences.

When Du Yucheng saw her, his eyes flashed with intense hatred. He struggled and cursed, "It's all your fault—you bitch—you bitch! If I had known that day, I would have killed you—"

The judge, with a solemn expression, struck the gavel: "Defendant, please abide by court rules!"

Du Yunhui was not seen in the family section. Du Yucheng knew that his father had abandoned him, and he also knew that the "guillotine" that had been hanging over his head would fall today. He was heartbroken, but he felt no remorse except for overwhelming resentment.

But when the judge uttered the words "death sentence in the first instance," Du Yucheng's legs went weak for a moment, and he almost collapsed. He looked at the family section, sobbing uncontrollably, and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Mom—save me—save me—Mom! I don't want to die!"

Qin Wen, sitting in the family section, was also sobbing uncontrollably: "Mom will go... she will appeal!"

Jiang Ni helped Tong Zheyuan to his feet and walked out. As she passed Qin Wen, she said coldly, "If it weren't for your and Mr. Du's doting and indulgence, he wouldn't be in this situation today. Haven't you seen the truth yet?"

Qin Wen slumped into a chair, covering her face and weeping bitterly. Jiang Ni and Tong Zheyuan ignored her and walked out of the courthouse side by side.

"We used some of our savings to start a 'Mutual Aid Home for Bereaved Parents'," Tong Zheyuan said, tears welling up in his eyes as he stood on the steps. "Now there are more than twenty people here, mostly poor old folks like us who have lost our sons or daughters in an accident. I have some legal questions I'd like to ask you, Attorney Jiang. I'll have to trouble you again later."

Jiang Ni nodded solemnly: "Contact me anytime, Uncle."

Jiang Ni helped him down the steps.

Behind them, the midday sun shone down, making the scales on the emblem of justice gleam.