Ye Zhifan walked to the front seat on the left with his hands and feet cuffed and chained.
Today, he was attending his daughter's trial as a prisoner.
On the left, Ye Jian and Sun Ying's former classmates were sitting quietly in the audience.
The seats on the right were reserved for Sun Dongqing. Ye Zhifan stood properly. Sun Dongqing, who was wearing a female prison uniform, was escorted out by the bailiff.
The moment the door opened, Sun Dongqing looked up. Her expression was the same as Ye Zhifan's. Why were there so many people? These people… These people… No, these people were none other than her daughter's former classmates!
Her former junior high and senior high classmates… as well as those who attended various training classes with her.
Why were they all here? Why were they all here?
Looking at the young faces, Sun Dongqing couldn't help but tremble. She wasn't trembling for herself. She was trembling for her daughter, Sun Ying.
