"They are nothing like what you see. They have no respect for me at all, they don't even treat me like a person!"
Zhao Qiqiang clung to Zhao Ding's calf, kneeling on the ground, his face twisted in a frenzied snarl as he looked at Zhao Ding and said, "Dad, you don't know, these people are all dogs, just dogs. They see me fallen from power, and each one wants to bully me..." As he spoke, Zhao Qiqiang's eyes turned red with anger. Seeing his son in such a state, Zhao Ding's heart ached, and he hurriedly bent down to help him up.
"Dad, please let me out, won't you?"
"I promise from now on I will be filial to you every day and never cause any trouble, dad..."
When Zhao Ding did not agree, Zhao Qiqiang wept bitterly, shaking Zhao Ding's legs.
Zhao Ding, helpless, looked at the cold detention cell and said wearily, "Just bear it for a few more days. I promise, after these few days pass, we will be able to get out. Just be patient."
"A few more days?"
"Wait longer?"
