You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei: "...well, it counts."

She really admired their family, Gu Wuye.

But this kind of thing, it's good to know it, do you have to say it?

"Is it?" Gu Junzhu raised his eyebrows to look at her: "Is that true, or is it not?"

Ye Xingbei pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay, yes, yes! The person I admire the most is you! Hurry up to greet the guests and concentrate!"

Gu Junzhu smiled and quickened his pace.

After a while, Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei met the people who were walking towards them.

Gu Junzhu greeted with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Li."

"Xiao Zhu!" Li Yihui also raised the corners of his mouth: "I really didn't expect to meet you here. It's really a place where we don't meet in life!"

"Indeed," Gu Junzhu said, "I didn't expect Nie Yanjing's father to be your subordinate."

Hearing Nie Yanjing's name, the smile on Li Yihui's mouth disappeared immediately.

He frowned and said in a heavy voice, "My fault! Where is that kid? Take me to see him!"

Gu Junzhu stepped aside, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Uncle Li, please."

Gu Junzhu took Li Yihui to the tent where Nie Yanjing was housed.

Police Nie Yan was lying on the blanket, still not awake.

The face was turned to one side, the palm-sized face was pale, the chin was thin and pointed like an awl, and there was no flesh on the face.

Although the wound on the back has been covered by bandages, just by looking at the number of bandages, one can tell the severity of the injury.

Li Yihui knelt down on one knee beside Police Nie Yan, stared blankly at Police Nie Yan for a while, his eyes gradually turned red: "My fault..."

He whispered: "I didn't even take good care of the orphans of the martyrs. I let my soldiers go underground without peace..."

"Uncle Li..." Gu Junzhu squatted down beside him, and comforted him, "The doctor beside me has properly treated his injuries. It looks scary, but he didn't hurt his muscles and bones. He has been treated for ten and a half months. He will be cured, and he will take good care of himself in the future, and when he grows up, he will definitely be like his father, and he is also a strong man."

Li Yihui tried his best to endure the soreness on the tip of his nose, not to lose his composure too much.

He clenched his fists and stood up abruptly: "Those bastards, I will definitely not let them go!"

"Yes," Gu Junzhu nodded: "This lawsuit can be filed in the direction of attempted murder, and the sentence will be heavier."

"You don't have to worry about the follow-up matters," Li Yihui looked at Gu Junzhu: "I have already sent someone to follow up on the lawsuit. I must let those bastards stay in prison for a lifetime!"

After all, no one was killed, and it is impossible to directly sentence them to be shot.

But just like what Gu Junzhu said, it shouldn't be difficult to sentence them to life imprisonment in the direction of attempted murder.

"Okay." Gu Junzhu nodded without arguing with him.

At this time, Li Yihui must be eager to do something for Nie Yanjing and the underground Nie Yanjing's father, so that he can feel at ease.

Li Yihui stared at Police Nie Yan, took another deep look at him, let out a breath, and patted Gu Junzhu on the shoulder, "Come on, let's go out and talk."

The two left the tent.

Standing at the door of the tent, seeing the little tree seedling who was talking to Ye Xingbei not far from them, Li Yihui asked Gu Junzhu: "Is that your son?"

"Yes," Gu Junzhu called to the little tree seedling: "Little tree seedling."

"Hey! Dad, here we come!" The voice of the little tree seedling was milky and crispy, not to mention how pleasant it was.