Li Lian walked with her high heels, the men who were dressed and clothed in the police uniform bowed at her at once as they found her face familiar. Opening the door for her, Li Lian then made her way inside the room where it was divided in half.
On one side was her and on the other side of the room which was separated by a tall glass Wei Tsui Lan who was dressed in a prison attire.
Wei Tsui Lan looked at her with a sneer, "Mrs/ Li Lian, you came again? I have nothing to talk with you but I am truly curious how is your husband doing now? Has he died?"
Li Lian came and take a seat with her expression passive.
"You are very kind, Mrs. Li. You could have killed me instead of bringing me here, do you think by sending me to the prison I will repent?"
Li Lian still didn't entertain the man with his monologue. Instead, he went to pull some pictures from her handbag before pressing it tightly against the glass.
