Almost ten days have passed.
Qin Youxuan had no idea what the outside world was like.
She faced the four cold walls every day, the mysterious reaction of Jin Lan that night kept playing in her mind.
She couldn't understand it, and she couldn't accept it.
Finally, she curled up on the cold metal bed, making herself as small as possible.
When she heard the sound of unlocking at the door, she didn't even bother to lift her head.
No one would believe what she said, everyone declared her a murderer...
"You can sleep so soundly. It seems you're not afraid of death," Dan Hanjie walked in.
His black suit seemed to merge with his bearing, making the dingy cell his domain in an instant, dominating all four directions.
His enchanting face bore a trace of chill. He glanced at Qin Youxuan's pale face, and his eyes flashed with surprise.
Was she injured?
"Dan Hanjie..."
Was she hallucinating?
Could she really hear Dan Hanjie's voice in this hell of a place?
