Yan Xi closed her eyes and took two deep breaths, trying to calm her emotions.
When she opened them again, her expression was serene.
The day had passed quickly, and Wen Zhi had spent it in the detention center.
Curled up in the corner with her head buried in her knees, Wen Zhi's eyes were lifeless, as if she had accepted her imminent death.
Just then, the sound of footsteps approached, and she slowly lifted her head, seeing a police officer arrive, she showed no reaction.
The officer opened the door and said to Wen Zhi, "You can go out now."
Go out?
Wen Zhi tilted her head.
Hadn't Luo Qingqing died? Didn't she have to take responsibility?
Though she was the one attacked, she still had to be detained until things were cleared up.
"Luo Qingqing..." Wen Zhi started, her mouth slightly open.
"She's not dead, you can leave now."
Hearing this, a glimmer of light returned to Wen Zhi's eyes.
Not dead, it's good that she's alive.
