Su Miaomiao calmed down and went to the police station with Xie Yuan to give her statement.
The news of Su Zhen's death reached her, yet she didn't feel the sorrow she had anticipated.
Liu Wan was temporarily detained, but her mental state was quite unstable.
According to the police, they would conduct a mental evaluation on her before deciding on her responsibility.
When they left the police station, the sky had already turned pitch black.
Xie Yuan and Su Miaomiao sat in the car and returned to the old house.
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the alley outside the old house.
Xie Yuan didn't rush to urge Su Miaomiao to get out of the car, his cold white fingertips brushed over her long hair, with a comforting scent.
"Do you want to sit for a while longer, or should I accompany you back in?"
Su Miaomiao clasped his hand and slowly sat up.
She weakly curled her lips, hugged Xie Yuan's neck, and straddled him.
