When she returned to the cell, Zhao Lan wanted to cry but had no tears.
She slowly squatted on the ground and looked at the small prison in front of her in a daze. The blanket was thrown on the ground, and there were footprints and dust on it. The glass of water was also thrown in the corner, and the table had fallen.
Could this be her life for the next three years?
After Zhao Lan was sentenced, Ruan Dong quickly contacted the special prison and transferred Zhao Lan away within a day.
He called Yu Su. "Yu Su, Mrs. Ye has already entered the place she should be. You can rest assured. We'll discuss the rest when you're free."
"Will do."
The two of them arranged to meet in Ruan Dong's office the next day.
After they met, Yu Su sat on the chair and said, "I've calculated the time. There are two things I need to pay attention to in the near future. The first is to protect Wu Zhen well and prevent him from being silenced."
