╔═══ Author's note ════╗
Edited by Dymens
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Xuan Mu deleted thousands of her photos which were collected over the years, leaving behind folders that contained pictures of other girls as evidence. The pressure on the unconscious Han Song loosened. He stood up and walked out of the room, "Call a doctor. I'm not done with him."
"Xuan Mu, come here," Bing Shi stopped him gently, observing her numb boyfriend that walked towards her at a slow pace. "Open your hands; we need to clean them." Unfolding his hands, she used wet tissues, applied disinfection, and massaged her apple and cinnamon hand cream to his hands.
Interlocking their fingers, she turned towards the guards and the officials with a smile, "I think it's enough for today. Xuan Mu didn't sleep for a few days. He needs to take a rest. Can you accompany us to our car?"
