"Shaobin."
Outside the Huacheng City Detention Center gates, Zhang Xue rushed forward as she saw Qi Shaobin emerge, concern etched on her face, "You must have suffered. It must have been tough inside."
"Master Qi."
The lawyer, pretending not to see, stepped forward and looked at Qi Shaobin. Lifting his eyes to the lawyer, Shaobin said, "Lawyer Huang, I owe you a lot for this time."
"You're too polite, Master Qi. All of this is part of my job. However, you're currently out on bail, so you're temporarily not permitted to leave Huacheng and..."
Before the lawyer could finish, Qi Shaobin, impatient, waved his hand dismissively, "I know all of that." He took Zhang Xue by the hand and walked straight to the luxury car parked at the side of the road.
"Shaobin, I've already consulted with the lawyer about your situation. Although it's not favorable for you, the things posted online can't prove anything, nor can they be used to convict you."
