Qiao Mu arrived at the visiting room. After a while, Yu Tingyun was brought out.
The woman who had always maintained her noble temperament was now wearing a prison uniform and had long lost her previous luster.
Yu Tingyun looked so haggard after not seeing her for a while. She seemed to have become a different person, as if she had aged ten years.
Qiao Mu saw the other party looking over with anticipation, and when his gaze landed on her, his expression suddenly changed.
Through the glass, Yu Tingyun had yet to sit down and kept looking behind Qiao Mu. " Why is it you? " Where's Jiannan? Why didn't Jiannan come?"
Qiao Mu said expressionlessly, " My father won't be coming. He has nothing to say to you. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I'll pass it on to him. "
