"We can't afford the heavy legal fees right now," Cen Mengqing said. "We've already taken out a mortgage for everything possible, yet we're still wondering how to survive from now on."
"So…" Cen Mengqing took a deep, long breath and exhaled slowly. "If you wish to come out, you have to sit out your full sentence. I've asked around. As long as you behave well, there's a chance for early parole."
The only uncertainty was if Han Zhuoling would allow that.
But at least, this could give Xia Yixin hope to sustain her for the rest of her sentence.
"You make it sound simple!" Xia Yixin broke down, totally and utterly.
Hearing Cen Mengqing's words made her realize that any hope was gone.
Her family's really bankrupt; no one could help her now.
"Even if you're broke, you're still outside, free!" Xia Yixin shouted in desperation. "Unlike me—forced to stay in this sh*thole and getting beaten up every day! Look at me! Look at me now!"
