It may have been too late for Jiang Bingqing to grow up at the time, but that didn't mean she couldn't change and had no right to regret it.
Jiang Bingqing didn't say anything and just looked at them silently. After so long, she closed her eyes and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Too many feelings of unwillingness changed into helpless grief.
As they exited the ward, Xian Zihao said something to the policewomen and the people guarding the prison seriously. Once these people entered the ward and when the door was closed, Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but stand on her tiptoes and hugged Xian Zihao's neck tightly with both her arms.
Xian Zihao was stunned by her sudden hug. He then sighed softly and smiled as he hugged her waist. His hand moved slowly to pat her shoulder.
