His voice was stern, and the atmosphere was solemn. Lin Xiulan could not help but shiver, and she did not even dare to lift her eyelids."I, Zhenzhen, won't lie."
In the prison, it was meal time. The prison guard brought Wen Huihui her meal and passed it in through the small window. Wen Huihui immediately pounced on her, her eyes full of anticipation."Police officers, may I ask if my mother came to you to surrender herself?"
"I did," the prison guard said, glancing at her coldly.
Wen Huihui was immediately filled with hope. As long as her mother was willing to take all the blame, she should be able to be released from prison soon.
Her face was full of joy, and the prison guard looked at her with disdain. The girl in front of her seemed to be very happy that her own mother might go to jail.
Anyone with eyes could tell who was the scapegoat with one look.
