Mo Yangyang felt a lump in her throat. She regretted it. Although this act was considered a success, but…She was already so good at acting. Her husband had just left not long ago, and now, something had happened to her one after another. How could the old lady take it?
Mo Yangyang hugged the old lady tightly and nodded while crying."Mom, it's true. I'm back. I'm fine…The police caught the drug dealers who framed me. They admitted that they framed me. I'm not guilty. I'm out…It's my fault. I've made you worry these past few days. Mom, I'm sorry ..."
From the time she went in to the time she came out, Mo Yangyang had been in the police station for eleven days.
These eleven days weren't long at all, but to the old lady who cared about her, every second was torture.
The old lady patted Mo Yangyang's back. It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back ..."
Xie Xize placed the vase on the table.
