Prequel of this. I think.
The phone rang with an annoying, out of tune jingle Wei Wuxian had set for his own number as a joke. Jiang Cheng had kept it, however, and used it to mark the contacts of headaches in his life.
He picked it up and accepted it. A muffled "Jiujiu?" came through.
Headache number two, then.
"What do you want, Jin Ling?"
"How do you know I want something? I could be calling to tell you I love you!"
"I love you too. Now. Tell me what you want."
A huff of annoyance. "Fine. Do you have a lawyer?"
"Do you have a lawyer, Jiujiu?"
Jiang Cheng sat up straight on the sofa he was supposed to be relaxing on. This kid was going to be the end of him.
"Yes, I have a lawyer. Why are you asking? Do you need a lawyer?"
"Is it hard to get a lawyer?"
"JIN LING, WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"Um... I might have committed a crime."
A crime? He actually broke the law?
"Why are you asking for a lawyer? Are you already planning to be caught? Try to hide the fucking evidence!"
"Hide the evidence? Jiujiu, I can't hide the evidence! It's bigger than I am! Of course I'm going to be caught! I'm going to be sent to jail! My entire life will be ruined what am I going to do..."
Jin Ling's panicked voice trailed off as he started pacing frantically. There was an odd wet, noise as he stepped. Was he stepping in a puddle? Where was he? What did he even do?
Jiang Cheng hung up on him and threw his phone down. His evening was ruined and his nephew might have committed a crime. A serious one, apparently! What was his life?