The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 638 - 552: A Desperate Dog Leaps Over the Wall

Nan Zhan looked at the woman sitting opposite him, covering her face and crying, and he couldn’t remain indifferent.

He was usually cold and silent, but seeing her upset and heartbroken, he also began to question himself, wondering if he had gone too far.

She was different from him; she was a woman with little exposure to the world. If such things had happened to him, he might have dealt with them with the calmest of minds, but she had no experience at all. She was only doing this job to clear her own name, and upon learning such results, how could she not be upset and blame herself?

With such thoughts, Nan Zhan couldn’t help but reach out a hand to gently place on her shoulder. He was usually eloquent but not adept at giving comfort, so he could only pat her shoulder gently, saying everything without words.

Jian Si felt the weight of his hand on her shoulder and suddenly cried even harder.

She didn’t blame him for saying those words, because every sentence he said was true.

Jian Si cried and was suddenly pulled forcefully into a broad embrace. His body still carried a faint scent of shower gel, smelling clean and elegant.

Jian Si was stunned for a moment, but soon cried even louder, her tears and snot unreservedly staining his clothes.

Nan Zhan held the woman who was devastated with grief and picked up the phone in his other hand, quickly sending a message to Nan Yu: "Immediately arrest Jian Hedong."

After crying for a long time, Jian Si calmed down and, wiping her nose, asked, "What should we do now? Are we going to arrest my uncle?"

"I’ve already instructed Nan Yu to handle it."

Jian Si looked down, "Are all lawyers so heartless? Even when arresting one’s own family, they can face it calmly because, in the eyes of the law, everyone is equal."

Nan Zhan looked at her red eyes from crying and was silent.

"Nan Zhan, can I call my uncle, or, may I go see him?" Jian Si pleaded as she tugged on the hem of his clothes, "Even just watching from afar is fine."

Nan Zhan said, "Going there would only add to your sorrow, why bother."

"You don’t understand, even if I could just see him, I’d be content. At my most difficult times, it was my uncle who always helped me. To me, he is not just family, but also a benefactor." Jian Si thought of the past scenes with Jian Hedong and couldn’t help but teary again; she still couldn’t believe that Jian Hedong could be a murderer. He was kind to everyone, always polite and civil.

Jian Si couldn’t equate such a timid and kind-hearted person with the murderer behind the three naked corpses case. This was also why the portrait failed to take shape under her pen; as the saying goes, the face is the mirror of the soul.

"Alright." Nan Zhan unexpectedly agreed, "I’ll take you. Perhaps you can still talk to him before the police arrive."

Jian Si was pleasantly surprised, and looking up with swollen eyes, she said sincerely, "Thank you."

On the road, Jian Si looked at the familiar buildings outside the window, recalling how Jian Hedong often traveled this road on his tricycle to bring her vegetables and meals. He grew a garden full of vegetables, but he hardly ate any himself, giving more than half to her.

"Half a year ago, there was a sudden crack in the wall of my house, so I hired someone to fix it. I usually supervised the work at home, but one day, Zhengzheng hurt her hand during a school activity and needed stitches. Just then, my uncle came to deliver potatoes, so I let him watch over it for the afternoon. When a body was discovered within the wall, my first thought was the worker fixing the wall, without ever suspecting my uncle. Even when every witness’s testimony didn’t match up with the worker, I still didn’t doubt my uncle; in my heart, the belief that ’my uncle would not kill’ was deeply ingrained." Jian Si sniffled, "That’s why I didn’t mention this little incident to the police or you, because I felt it was irrelevant. Looking back now, it was probably a protective instinct at play, albeit unconsciously."

Even as all evidence pointed to Jian Hedong, she was still unwilling to believe it, hoping that all this was just a nightmare, anxiously waiting for the moment she would awaken.

The scenery outside the window glided past, and the sky over Aus City was gradually turning to night.

In front of the television, Jian Hedong washed a bowl of strawberries and sat down. He popped a strawberry into his mouth, casually flipping through channels, and when he switched to a talk show, the phone rang. He put down the remote and went to answer it.