Reappearing at the prison gates, Tang Yanqi looked at the heavy doors, thinking she would never come back, yet here she stood once more.
Before long, the person in charge came out: "Mrs. Sheng, please."
It had been a long time since Tang Yanqi last saw Mrs. Sheng. If last time Mrs. Sheng had merely shed her usual mask, now she looked nothing like a person at all.
The expression on her face was stiff, as if all the muscles on her face would no longer move.
Tang Yanqi sat down opposite her. Mrs. Sheng looked at her, without the hysteria of last time, her eyes cold.
She twitched her mouth, as if wanting to smile, but her face simply couldn't manage it: "I can't believe you came."
Mrs. Sheng's voice was very hoarse. Tang Yanqi ignored the sarcasm and indifference in her words and spoke directly: "Why did you choose Shen Yao?"
