"Xiangxiang, you were raised under Madam Zhou's care, she loves you like her own granddaughter. You've made mistakes in the past, but who doesn't in their lifetime. Madam Zhou isn't very talented, but she heard a phrase from Ming Chen the other day, 'To recognize one's faults and to change, there's no greater deed.' I give you these eight characters, ponder them well."
Madam Zhou handed the rib soup to Zhu Xiangxiang, "Drink it while it's hot."
Tears brimmed in Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes, "Madam Zhou, I will remember."
A tear drop "plinked" into the bowl.
Zhu Xiangxiang wept, then suddenly broke into a smile.
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Zhu Wentao had been spending his days in the detention center, and it was far from good.
He'd lost a significant amount of weight in just a few days.
Every day, agents from the prosecutor's office would take him away for repeated interrogations.
After a while, even someone with the best mental stamina wouldn't be able to endure.
