Interrogation room.
Qian Yi was kept in solitary confinement in a sealed room, furnished with only one chair.
Shi Yaoguang stood on the opposite side of the glass, facing him.
Qian Yi still vividly remembered the kick she had given him last time; the moment he saw her, he felt a phantom pain twitching in his limb.
Shi Yaoguang scrutinized him thoroughly with a critical eye, and after a long while, she said, "It looks like you've had quite a decent time these days, fattened up quite a bit."
Qian Yi shuddered, assuming a frightened appearance, and stammered, "It's… it's just false fat…"
"Fattened up is fattened up, why make excuses about it being false or not?"
The way Shi Yaoguang spoke seemed casual, but then she swiftly changed the subject, revealing a menacing smile, "Do you know why I'm here this time?"
Qian Yi was startled, "To… to do what?"
"I was thinking of making you eat prison food for a few more years," Shi Yaoguang did not hide her intentions.
