"It's okay now, Jiang Zhe, I am really okay," said Xiao Meng. It was the first time in the past two or three years that she had sincerely said these words.
If it hadn't been for Jiang Zhe's help and the intervention of the psychologist La Xiu, she couldn't even realize how deeply she had been controlled by her emotions, to the point where she began to doubt whether she had really done something wrong.
Looking back at her experiences from the perspective of a bystander felt like waking from a huge dream, as if it had all happened in another lifetime.
Xia Enci was still feeling a bit resentful: "That Jiang Wude, although he was brought in for questioning, managed to find a lawyer and get bail pending trial so quickly because he hadn't succeeded in what he'd tried to do back then. It's really infuriating!"
Jiang Zhe looked towards the entrance of the police station and, sure enough, saw Jiang Wude and his wife walking out accompanied by several people who looked like lawyers.
