"No—" The guard was taken aback.
Before she could react, a cold figure swept in like the wind, swiftly and deftly snatching the pliers from her hands, with a "clang" they were tossed aside!
Qiao Yongyong looked at the man in front of her, stopped sobbing, propped herself up, and said coldly, "Didn't you say I couldn't see my brother until after his sentencing? Now that everything is settled and he is destined for jail, please let me see him."
Nie Yixiao looked at the girl in front of him, and finally, word by word, forced out from his thin lips:
"Arrange for her to see Qiao Zonghan."
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Prison.
Under the midday sun, a dark gray car stopped at the entrance.
The car door opened.
Qiao Yongyong, wobbling with a body not yet fully healed, got out from the back seat. The bright sun made her appear so weak that she almost stumbled.
Nie Yixiao's brows furrowed instinctively as he extended a long arm to support her slender one.
