Lin Xueyi tugged at Lin Wanli's sleeve. She didn't want to plead for mercy on Qin Huaijing's behalf, but she didn't want this sc*mbag to affect Youran's future.
Having a grandfather in prison was not a good thing for Youran.
Lin Wanli still hadn't calmed down, but Qin Huaijing fell to the ground with a thump. He crawled to Lin Wanli's side and wanted to grab her skirt. He pleaded, "Wanli... Please don't let me go to jail."
If one were to say how arrogant Qin Huaijing was a moment ago, then it was very embarrassing for Qin Huaijing right now.
"Wanli." Lin Xueyi shook her arm again.
