Arriving at the union, Hai Shen personally facilitated a smooth path to the detention room.
"Aunt Han, you go in. Iâll wait outside."
"Thank you!"
Han Xiaoqiu walked in with graceful steps, and immediately saw her daughter lying on a narrow old bed in the third room.
"Mom?" Song Huwen thought she was mistaken, she had been hoping for her mom to come rescue her in the past few days. But she had been waiting endlessly, not expecting today that she finally came.
"Mom, itâs not me! Itâs really not me, do you believe me?" She scrambled to the door, tightly gripping Han Xiaoqiuâs hand, "Mom, you must save me, I donât want to be locked up here; I donât want my life ruined like this."
"Donât worry, I believe you, I know youâre innocent." This daughter carries so many of her expectations, sheâs her lifeâs hope, Han Xiaoqiu would never let her be ruined like this.
"Can you save me?" Song Huwen asked hopefully.
Han Xiaoqiu paused and seriously looked into her eyes, "Huwen, you must believe in my love for you. No matter how difficult it might be, I will find a way to save you, even if it means kneeling in front of Hai Yunfeng, I will kneel and beg him."
"Is he the only one who can save me?"
"At this moment, yes." Han Xiaoqiu said defeatedly, "Zhou Yuan and those two vile people set up a trap for you using their deaths. Typically, no one could overturn this, only Hai Yunfeng. Heâs the only one who can help."
Song Huwen lay on the floor in despair, her hair a tangled mess, not bothering to tidy it up. "Itâs impossible, he wouldnât even save Hai Lan, he definitely wonât save me."
She knew Hai Lan was detained next to her, often screaming and crying, her voice growing hoarse yet no one paid any heed to her. At that point, Song Huwen understood, the Hai Family had abandoned Hai Lan.
They could abandon an adopted daughter, so an adopted daughterâs child? They would certainly abandon her too.
Han Xiaoqiu gritted her teeth, "I never expected Hai Yunfeng to be this ruthless."
"Perhaps since he repeatedly failed to find his biological daughter, heâs displeased with anyone elseâs daughter!" Song Huwen laughed tragically and vindictively, "I curse him to never find his daughter, never ever..."
"What did you say? Hai Yunfeng knows about his daughter?" Han Xiaoqiuâs face turned pale instantly, "It must be Dong Shuhua, it must be Dong Shuhua who told him." Damn it, they clearly agreed at the beginning.
If Shen Luhua really comes back, neither of them would have anything good waiting for them.
"Yes, always searching."
"Hmph! Huwen, youâre right, I also curse him to never find her."
"Mom, am I not getting out of here?"
"Child, rest assured, even if we canât overturn the case this time, Iâll find a way to reduce your sentence. At worst, one or two years later, youâll still be Miss of the Song Family."
"One or two years? You speak lightly. Besides, Iâm not interested in being the Song Familyâs Miss, I want to be the Hai Familyâs Miss." After witnessing the splendor and power here, how could a small town in the South still hold any appeal?
Song Huwenâs heart had grown ambitious, much like Han Xiaoqiuâs once did.
Han Xiaoqiuâs father was merely Mr. Haiâs assistant, with average family conditions. Han Xiaoqiu grew up in a remote countryside village, where conditions were harsh, often lacking clothes and food, never enough to eat or stay warm. After her father sacrificed himself to save Mr. Hai, she was brought to the compound.