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Hearing this, Xu Ruiqin turned her head and looked at Ou Qing. She was frightened by the sharp look and took a few steps back.
In the simple cell, Xu Youran was still wearing the same wedding dress that day. The prison guards said that they asked her to change it, but Xu Youran refused to change it, so she had a sour smell all over her body, and even She seemed to have aged ten years.
His eyes were empty and he was mumbling to himself, unable to understand what he was saying.
Shen Qingqing sat on the stool brought in by the prison guard, folded her hands, and looked at Xu Youran quietly, her eyes cold, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. Under the dim light, she looked a little Fantasy, unreal.
"Xu Youran, is it fun to pretend to be crazy?"
I don¡¯t know how long it took for Shen Qingqing to speak calmly. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xu Youran sitting on the bed with her arms around her. She was no longer as bright as before.
She was once a kind and bright girl, but unfortunately, she made one wrong step after another, and finally ended up like this, which is really sad.
"Shen Qingqing, it's you, you bitch, it's you who hurt me, it's you who hurt me -" Xu Youran's voice was hoarse. She had been locked up in the detention center for several days. Her mother said that as long as she pretended to be crazy, , she was able to escape punishment, but the prison guard sent news that even if she pretended to be crazy, there was no way to escape, and she would be sent to a mental hospital later.
The thought of staying with a group of lunatics for the rest of her life drove her crazy.
"I harmed you? Xu Youran, I just made the truth public. When did I harm you?" Shen Qingqing's faint voice reached Xu Youran's ears, with endless sarcasm, "Now look at you like this , I finally felt a lot more comfortable."
"Shen Qingqing, even if you go to hell, I will drag you to hell with me!" Xu Youran said through gritted teeth, looking up at Shen Qingqing with a ferocious smile.
Without a trace of regret.
"Go to hell?" Shen Qingqing chuckled, "I have been in hell for a long time. I have been in hell since Ayan died in my arms. I only live because I want revenge. I want you to be buried with my Ayan."
Shen Qingqing's voice was light, with a hint of coldness. She flinched back, looked at Xu Youran calmly, and said, "Xu Youran, it's impossible for you to let me go. , there are only two paths before you, it¡¯s up to you to choose.¡±
"What do you mean?" Xu Youran asked cautiously. She had no idea what Shen Qingqing meant at this moment.
Her mother said that she would use money to help her establish connections, saying that she suffered from mental illness and could be released on medical parole, so that as long as she went out and was in a mental hospital, her mother could take her abroad.
"Either stay in a mental hospital or stay in this prison. If you want to rely on Xu Ruiqin to help you establish relationships and eventually be released without charge, do you think it is possible?" Shen Qingqing's cold eyes fell on Xu Youran's face and even the smile on his lips were a little clearer, "You and Huo Tingyan conspired to kill Huo Tingxiao's mother. Do you think his temperament will allow you to go abroad safely?"
Hearing what Shen Qingqing said, Xu Youran's breathing suddenly became rapid, and Shen Qingqing's cold eyes crossed her face, making her shiver all over.
"Shen Qingqing, do you have to force me to death?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com