Holding the phone, and looking at Yan Zhenzhen through the glass, Ji Qingxin also broke down in tears.
The two cried together, and after a long struggle, Yan Zhenzhen managed to ask through her sobs, "Qingxin, it's tough for you to even remember me."
"What nonsense are you talking about, I wish I could take the blame for you!"
As she spoke, she began to cry again, "Nowadays, my days outside aren't much better than in prison..."
"What happened?" Yan Zhenzhen stared at her intently, "Don't tell me, Qiao An, she...?"
Ji Qingxin looked indescribably distressed, "Zhenzhen, please don't ask."
"Tell me now! Is it that bitch Qiao An playing dirty tricks on you again?"
Ji Qingxin bit her lip hard, her hesitation inflamed Yan Zhenzhen's anger, "That bitch! I will never let her off!"
"Zhenzhen, we're no match for her, really... Now, I can hardly even stay in my own home..."
The sky was azure, and the sun shone brightly.
