Tang Jingsheng let out a smirk seeing them leave. Once they finally left, the smug smile on his face vanished, and was replaced with a worried look.
He had just made a grave mistake at the expense of trying to save himself. He had exposed his father, and he knew he was going to pay dearly for it.
'I did not do anything wrong, eventually, they were going to find out about it, I only helped them accelerate the process,' Tang Jingsheng thought to himself, as he consoled himself at the same time.
Meanwhile, outside the interrogation room, Tang Mo leaned on the wall, feeling all his energy leaving him.
"Here," Li Qiang handed him a cigarette.
Tang Mo stared at the stick of cigarettes in Li Qiang's hands, and he sighed.
"Do you think the Police would like us to smoke at the station?" Tang Mo questioned. He felt pathetic in his current situation.
