Jiang Huifang handed the stew bowl to the police and walked away with tangled hair. Glancing at Wei Guowei's back, she grabbed Wei Xiaoqing's hand and said with lingering fear, "I-it's all over, right? This way, your father won't come out, right?"
Wei Xiaoqing patted Jiang Huifang's hand and comforted her. "Don't worry, it's at least a life sentence for murder. Mom, our hard life is finally over. You just have to live well with me."
When Wei Guowei arrived at the police station, even though there was cyanide in the stew soup: the conclusive evidence, he still would not plead guilty even if he was beaten to death.
