The room was too dark, and all they could see was a tightly tensed profile, facial expression unreadable.
They seemed to be clutching a document...
It looked like something bad had happened to the BOSS. Eight or nine times out of ten, this must have had something to do with Miss Mo...
Song Fei's guesses were not at all wrong.
Forty minutes later.
A black, unassuming car stopped at a detention center in Imperial Capital.
Song Fei and two bodyguards followed Gu Xuanye out of the car, Xu Jinhua and Ji Qingshan had already been led to the visitation room to wait.
...
"Mom, I'm scared," said Ji Qingshan, her hands and feet trembling with nervousness.
"Don't be afraid, try not to talk too much later, I'll do the talking."
The thought of the person they were about to see made Xu Jinhua's heart thump nervously, but compared to Ji Qingshan, she seemed much more composed at the moment.
Soon after.
