Soon, Qing Jian sent the design sketches to Ye Huang on WeChat. Ye Huang looked at the T-shirts; they appeared ordinary. The arrangement of letters, gestures, and numbers looked quite nice, but he really couldn't understand them.
But it didn't matter; he already knew their meaning.
"Bai Xiao, little clever one, thumbs up to you." Ye Huang gave a thumbs up to the distant lights, and his ice-cold face finally showed a genuine smile.
Indeed, she had her difficulties. It seemed she had been deprived of communication with the outside world.
But it's okay, he's willing to wait, as long as she gave this message!
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Country A, Capital City, a Certain Prison
Commander Xu was stunned upon hearing the news of Xu Nuo's death: "Impossible..."
"Take a look!" The President showed Commander Xu the photos of Xu Nuo at the time of her death.
Xu Nuo was shot several times, her clothes stained with blood, and even in death, her eyes were wide open, with an eerie smile etched on her lips.
