"Yes, sister said your hair is all loose, so tie it up properly." The little boy innocently pointed at her hair.
Hearing this, the woman sitting on the bench quickly scanned her surroundings again, filled with ecstasy, excitement, and a hint of panic. Ultimately, she swiftly hid the clip, slipping it into her sleeve.
After staying in prison for a long time, no one truly understands the despair in the hearts of those inside, endless, hopeless, repeating the darkest and most tasteless days with tears.
Such a life can easily drive someone crazy, especially a high-class heiress who once lived a life surrounded by admiration.
The woman in black stood there, saw her put the clip in her hand, and immediately stood up from the chair: "Officer Zhang, I want to go to the restroom."
"Why so many requests?"
"Fine, take her there, and guard the door." As a colleague was about to lose his temper, another officer who came with them advised him.
