C97 Chapter 97

Qiao Huan's body was already weak as she walked out of the cell, but she still forced herself to stay.

She looked at Leh Qianmo, swallowed down the difficulty in her throat and slowly lowered her eyes, "Before I went in, I thought you would let me go …" Now I know I was wrong. "

"Too late for today?" He mocked.

She did not speak.

"Twenty-four years ago, when I was only a three-year-old child