Xie Bao opened the glass cell and a glass door rose. Then, Feng Qing walked into the room. Xie Bao brought a folding chair from nowhere and placed it on the ground, wiping the chair with a tissue.
After Feng Qing sat down, her every move exuded elegance and nobility. Xie Yuhuan looked at the head of the Penal Department and the deputy head standing behind Feng Qing and couldn't help but smile coldly. "You're not old, but you're quite ostentatious."
Feng Qing said, "You don't have to think anymore. Jiuhan won't come to see you. Moreover, why would he come to see you?"
