Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

Xie Wang had just taken two steps when he raised his hand and gently patted the back of his head.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Kang, I have to go back."

He turned to look in the direction of the courthouse entrance:

"I'll go to the judge and get another copy of the judgment. This is such a big matter, I need to show it to my mom too."

Kang Ping stopped and watched Xie Wang's thin figure run back to the courtroom, then shook his head with a smile.

Xie Zhengyang's eyes welled up with tears again, and he quickly reached out to wipe them away.

After a while, Xie Wang carefully held several pages of paper stamped with a bright red official seal in his hand and quickly ran down the steps.

Kang Ping looked at him and then extended an invitation.

"Since the case is closed and you and your son are on holiday these days, why don't you stay in Beijing for a couple of days? I'll make the arrangements."

Xie Wang politely shook his head:

"Uncle Kang, I appreciate your kind offer, but I still want to go back to Jiangcheng to see my mother today."

Kang Ping did not insist on keeping them any longer and arranged for a driver to take the father and son to the airport.

After seeing Xie Wang and his son off, Kang Ping stood alone in a quiet corner outside the courthouse. His encrypted internal communicator vibrated, and after pressing the answer button, a capable voice came from the other end.

"Report, we've found Gu Nan in Vancouver."

Kang Ping smiled with satisfaction:

"Okay, the next arrest operation must be carried out in secrecy."

He lowered his voice.

"We need to coordinate fully with the Canadian consulate to prevent this slippery eel from finding another opportunity to exploit loopholes."

The subordinate on the other end of the communicator responded loudly, and Kang Ping added a few words unhurriedly.

"Only after this matter is settled can Xiao Xie truly focus on working for Tianqi."

He chuckled softly, recalling the internal resolutions reached by the senior management in their all-night meeting the previous night.

"The boss highly values ​​his once-in-a-century hacking skills. The higher-ups have already said they plan to groom this kid as their successor."

After hanging up the phone, Kang Ping put the communicator back in his pocket, put his hands behind his back, and leisurely walked towards the office area.

……

Three hours later, in Jiangcheng.

Xie Wang parked his car in the Yunding Music Room.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to look at Xie Zhengyang.

"Dad, wait for me in the car for a bit. I'll go upstairs to get some things, and then we'll head straight to the cemetery."

Xie Zhengyang nodded.

Xie Wang pushed open the car door and walked towards the elevator.

As soon as Xie Wang stepped out of the elevator, a sweet fragrance wafted over him.

Su Qinghe rushed straight into his arms.

Xie Wang steadily supported the girl's waist, encircling her entirely in his arms.

"Teacher Su, did you wait for me all this way?"

Su Qinghe buried her face in his chest and retorted sullenly.

"No, I just happened to see your car drive into the underground garage from the balcony, hmph."

Hearing the girl's awkward yet adorable tone, Xie Wang didn't expose the naivety hidden beneath Su Qinghe's aloof and reserved exterior. Instead, he tightened his grip on her arms.

The two hugged for a while in the hallway, and Xie Wang took her hand and walked into the apartment to tell her about what had happened at the court in Beijing.

When Su Qinghe heard that Gu Tianlong had been sentenced to death on the spot by the judge, his eyes lit up.

She clapped her hands happily, genuinely pleased for Xie Wang.

"This is a classic case of 'those who do many evil deeds will surely perish.' A person like him deserved this fate long ago."

Xie Wang put down the water glass and reached out to tidy up Su Qinghe's long hair that was scattered over her shoulder.

"Let's go, the rain isn't too heavy, let's go to Yulanshan Cemetery to sweep the tombs now."

Su Qinghe immediately stood up from the sofa and ran towards the bedroom.

"Wait a moment, I'm going to get something."

After a while, she came out carrying a thick file folder in her arms.

Xie Wang looked at the bag with some curiosity, reached out and took it, then opened it and took a look.

The document was neatly filled with all of his exam results from this period of time, each with detailed annotations and key points marked by Su Qinghe in red pen.

The range of his grades, from last place in the school to fourth place in the city, was clearly recorded on this thick stack of papers.

Su Qinghe looked at his slightly surprised expression and spoke gently.

"I want to burn these report cards for my aunt. If she is watching from heaven, she will be very pleased to see how well you have become."

Xie Wang looked at the girl in his eyes.

He reached into his coat pocket, took out a copy of the death sentence, and handed it to Su Qinghe.

"Teacher Su, you always think the same way I do."

Su Qinghe looked at the copy stamped with the court's red seal and met Xie Wang's gaze.

"Then let's go see Auntie together and tell her the good news."

Xie Wang put the copy of the judgment and the bag of report cards into a waterproof document bag.

Su Qinghe stood beside him:

Is Road 1 in room 302?

Xie Wang took out his phone and glanced at the time; it was already 12 o'clock.

"He should be. That guy can sleep until 2 PM on his days off."

Su Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Let's go borrow his Polaroid camera and take some photos to take to Auntie."

Xie Wang looked down at her, and paused for a moment.

"You've thought of everything."

Su Qinghe pursed her lips: "The judgment and report card are just pieces of paper, they can be burned and that's it. But photos are different. Auntie has never seen me before, and she hasn't seen what you look like now in a long time."

Xie Wang reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear.

"Let's go, let's drag the artsy youth out of bed."

The two left room 1602 and went to room 302, where they rang the doorbell.

No one answered.

Xie Wang pressed the button three more times, but it remained silent inside.

He raised his hand and started banging on the door, banging on it five or six times with a moderate force.

"Lu Yi! Lu Yi! Open the door!"

About half a minute later, the door opened.

Lu Yi stood at the door, her hair like a clump of seaweed, her eyes only slightly open.

He wore a T-shirt on his upper body and a pair of loose gray shorts on his lower body, leaving his two thin, white legs exposed to the air.

Su Qinghe's gaze inadvertently swept over, and the expression on his face instantly changed.

She quickly looked away, and a thin blush visibly crept up her ears.

Lu Yi's mind hadn't processed it yet.

When he finally realized he was standing in front of a girl wearing only shorts, the color drained from his face all the way down to his neck.

He covered his lower body with the door panel, leaving only his frizzy head showing.

"Hey! Could you please send a WeChat notification before knocking?"

Xie Wang leaned against the door frame and looked him up and down.

"Master Lu, how long has it been since your legs have seen the sun? They're so white they hurt my eyes."

Lu Yi's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, and he slammed the door shut a few inches closer.

"Shut up, you two wait here. I'm going to change my pants."

The door slammed shut in front of them.

About two or three minutes later, the door reopened.

Lu Yi changed into a pair of black casual trousers, and haphazardly ran her fingers through her hair to try and smooth it out a bit, but it still had a messy look, as if she had just been pulled out of bed.

He leaned against the doorframe, looking at the two people, his tone still grumpy from just waking up.

"What's up so early in the morning?"

Xie Wang cut to the chase: "Do you have your Polaroid camera? Can I borrow it for a moment?"

Lu Yi frowned: "What are you filming?"

"Take a photo." Xie Wang paused for a moment. "Today is Qingming Festival. I'm going to sweep my mother's grave, and I want to bring a few photos to burn for her to see."

Lu Yi's shoulders, which had been leaning against the door frame, slowly relaxed.

He turned around, went into the room, rummaged around for a while, and came out with a white Polaroid camera.

"We have twelve frames of film left. Is that enough?"

Xie Wang took the camera and glanced at the counter: "That's enough."

The three of them went downstairs together.