Huang Ling was lying on the bed, her thick black hair pouring out on the bed.
A few strands of hair stuck to her face with no color.
She stared blankly at the lonely ceiling, and the ceiling was alone, and she was alone now.
Although the environment here is like a rented single room, she is no longer free.
Huang Ling didn't care whether she was free or not, but when she thought of Maupassen's words, her heart was as still as water, like a knife cutting her.
She looked sad and sad, not angry at all, without any spirit, as if she had lost her soul.
The corners of the eyes shone with light, which was caused by teardrops.
He said to sue—
Didn't he know her
Does he not understand her
Even if she hated another person, it was impossible to kill him.
What's more, that person is still his father, she is insane to do such insane things.
But he didn't believe her, he was as guilty of her as the cops.
Huang Ling's heart ached so badly, and in the end, only Song Wuyou, Gu Yanhao, Liu Fengfeng...
The man she loved deeply, and had said he loved her deeply, didn't even believe her.
She understands his pain, lost his father, and his father was killed, who doesn't feel pain
When it hurts, you can't lose your mind and doubt her like this—
If he wasn't with Aina, maybe he wouldn't be like this.
Maybe he knew he didn't kill anyone.
It was he who was with Aina, tasted Aina's taste, became addicted to her taste, and became obsessed with her.
He didn't know how to tell her to break up, just happened to encounter this kind of thing, as long as he pushed her out, if he was sentenced to death, he could easily stay with Aina for the rest of his life.
Thinking like this, Huang Ling's heart became even colder.
Even people became cold, she blinked lightly, the teardrops in the corners of her eyes were scattered, and instantly wet her thick eyelashes like a small ink fan.
The door was pushed open.
Huang Ling didn't seem to notice it at all, and lay there motionless.
It was a policewoman who walked in.
Following behind the policewoman was Cheng Xichen in beige sportswear.
Seeing Huang Ling, Cheng Xichen rushed forward regardless of whether the policewoman would object, and looked eagerly at Huang Ling who was lying on the bed.
"Huang Ling?" Seeing her expressionless, frighteningly pale, as if she had lost her soul, Cheng Xichen thought she had committed suicide at that moment.
A tall figure came into view, and upon hearing Cheng Xichen's voice, Huang Ling's empty eyes moved, she looked at Cheng Xichen, her voice was hoarse, "Why are you here?"
"I have inquired in many ways, and I heard that you have been locked up. I will come to see you."
Cheng Xichen thought that Huang Ling was a repeat offender, and her family and friends could not see her. Unexpectedly, when he came here, he said he wanted to visit Huang Ling, and the prison guards let him in.
Seeing that Huang Ling's environment is not bad, Cheng Xichen is relieved.
"Look at me?" Huang Ling looked at Cheng Xichen in surprise, Mau Posen didn't come to see her, but Cheng Xichen came—
Cheng Xichen turned around and said to the policewoman, "You lock the door tightly, I won't leave until dawn."
When the policewoman heard this, she was a little embarrassed: "Impossible, I've made an exception for letting you in to visit the prisoner. You can only stay here for thirty minutes."
"My dad is the mayor of City A, and I'm his son Cheng Xichen." Cheng Xichen had to move his dad out to suppress the policewoman.
The policewoman was a little moved when she heard that he was the mayor's son.
The policewoman looked at Huang Ling. She had heard that the prisoner was the president's sister...