Lu Huanong had been under surveillance for almost a year. Her every move was under control. Of course, there was evidence.
However, it was not enough. Lu Huanong insisted that she was innocent and knew nothing about these things.
The higher-ups had no choice but to tell the truth to Ruo Feiqun. They hoped that Ruo Feiqun could persuade Lu Huanong to confess and cooperate with their work.
These things were extremely distant to Ruo Feiqun, like a bolt from the blue that crashed into his world and darkened it.
He walked to the place where Lu Huanong was detained, almost muddle-headed, and looked at Lu Huanong.
She was still wearing the dark green dress that was taken away from her. This kind of dress was very picky about the color of her skin. Lu Huanong was in her thirties, but she was still fair and beautiful. She was sitting straight opposite him.
