Nalan Zhangqian's face turned stiff. However, all he could do was to sigh as he knew his father was telling him the truth.
"Father, please tell me if you ever meet the hawker again next time. I'd like to know him too."
But then, Nalan Hu was already headed toward the city without giving him any reply...
***
It was dark and wet inside the prison.
Liu Rong huddled on the floor. Her hair was messy as her face was still covered in dry brownish bloodstain. It seemed like she had not been cleaning herself for quite a while.
Feng Rushuang was barely conscious next to her, but her eyes were still filled with evil intent.
"Mother, it's all because of you." Feng Rushuang gritted her teeth tightly. "It's all your fault. If it weren't because of you, I wouldn't be in such a situation either. Why did you lie to me?"
The corners of Liu Rong's lips lifted into a bitter smile.
She was wrong. She was really wrong...
