"Oh." Hua Jun absentmindedly played with her fingernails, speaking leisurely: "Then let me warn you—if you still want to live, you better keep your mouth shut. As long as you behave, nothing will happen. But if you open your mouth, you might never get the chance to speak again. Do you think everyone in prison is as kind as I am?"
Ji Qin understood her meaning, and her heart instantly sank into despair as her face turned pale.
Trapped inside a cage, yet unable to speak—this was worse than death for her.
After a chilling silence, she softly said, "You like Tian Sangsang's husband, don't you?"
Hua Jun froze.
"I can tell. The way you look at him is different."
Was it so obvious? Had she been seen through? Hua Jun desperately wanted to say, "So what?"
So what indeed? She might no longer have a chance. Even if she managed to defeat Tian Sangsang, what would it matter? In Jiang Jinghuai's heart, she was already a stain.
