Chapter 1222 I Heard You Were Locked up, I Came to See You

Huang Ling lay on the bed, her thick black hair falling on the bed.

A few strands of hair stuck to her colorless face.

Her eyes stared blankly at the lonely ceiling. The ceiling was lonely, and she was now alone.

Although the environment here is like a rented single room, she has no freedom.

Huang Ling didn't care whether she was free or not, but when she thought of Maupassant's words, her heart felt as still as a knife.

Her expression was gloomy and melancholy, without any vitality or energy at all, as if she had lost her soul.

There was light shining in the corners of his eyes, it was tears causing trouble.

He said he wanted to sue -

Doesn't he understand her?

Doesn't he understand her?

Even if she hated someone, she would never kill him.

What's more, that person is still his father, and she is insane to do such a crazy thing.

But he didn't believe her. He, like the police, convicted her.

Huang Ling's heart ached so much. In the end, the only ones she believed were Song Wuyou, Gu Yanhao, Liu Fengfeng...

The man she loved deeply, and who said she loved her deeply, didn't believe her.

She understood his pain, losing his father, and his father was still killed, who wouldn't feel pain?

When you are in pain, you can't lose your mind and doubt her like this——

If he hadn't been with Aina, maybe he wouldn't be like this.

Maybe he knew he didn't kill anyone.

It was he who was with Aina, tasted Aina's taste, became addicted to her taste, and became infatuated with her.

He didn't know how to break up with her, but when this happened, he just had to push her out. If he was sentenced to death, he could easily stay with Aina for the rest of his life.

Thinking like this, Huang Ling's heart became even colder.

Even the person became cold. She blinked gently, and the tears in the corners of her eyes were scattered, instantly wetting her thick eyelashes like small ink fans.

The door was pushed open.

Huang Ling seemed not to notice it at all, lying there motionless.

The person who walked in was a female police officer.

Following the policewoman was Cheng Xichen, who was wearing beige sportswear.

When he saw Huang Ling, Cheng Xichen rushed forward regardless of whether the policewoman would object, and looked eagerly at Huang Ling lying on the bed.

"Huang Ling?" Seeing that her face was pale and frighteningly pale, as if she had no soul, Cheng Xichen thought at that moment that she had committed suicide.

A tall figure came into view. Hearing Cheng Xichen's voice, Huang Ling's empty and lifeless eyes moved. She looked at Cheng Xichen and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

"I asked around and heard that you were locked up. I came to see you."

Cheng Xichen thought Huang Ling was a repeat offender and her family and friends were not allowed to see her. Unexpectedly, he came here and said he wanted to visit Huang Ling, so the prison guards let him in.

Seeing that Huang Ling's environment was not bad, Cheng Xichen was relieved.

"Look at me?" Huang Ling looked at Cheng Xichen in surprise. Maupassant didn't even come to see her, but Cheng Xichen came -

Cheng Xichen turned around and said to the policewoman: "You lock the door tightly, I won't leave until dawn."

When the female police officer heard this, she felt a little embarrassed: "Impossible. I've already overbroadly allowed you to come in to visit the prisoner. You can only stay here for thirty minutes."

"My dad is the mayor of City A, and I am his son Cheng Xichen." Cheng Xichen had to move his dad out to suppress the policewoman.

The policewoman was a little moved when she heard that he was the mayor's son.

The policewoman looked at Huang Ling. She had already heard that the prisoner was the president's sister...