"No! No—" Lu Qinghe pounded on the transparent glass, screaming hysterically.
Her whole life had been glamorous, she never thought she would end up a prisoner—facing the death penalty at that.
Lu Jinjin stood up, cast a venomous glance at her, and walked away without looking back.
Lu Qinghe shouted until she was exhausted, sliding weakly to the ground, tears seeping from her eyes.
Regrettably, it was too late for regrets.
The evil she had sowed, she would have to swallow all the consequences herself.
...
Two days later.
Gong Xiu received a call from the prison, he looked at the twilight outside the window, let out a soft "Hmm", and hung up.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he closed his eyes in pain.
Lu Qinghe, his mother, had committed suicide in prison.
Perhaps this was the best outcome.
Gong Xiu bitterly curved his lips.
He searched through the contacts and dialed a number: "Prepare the documents for my trip to Country E."
...
Muying.
