Su Jiuge stayed in prison for two days, and the prison guards didn't know who she had received, so they paid special attention to her.

"Jiuge, who are you torturing like this?" Wen Yihuan sighed, a real shadow and a phantom shadow in the quiet and cold prison looked particularly infiltrating.

Su Jiuge hugged his knees and smiled, as if there was nothing sad about it: "I left her for so long, if I don't do something, I just feel so sorry for her."

Wen Yihuan's gentle eyes were helpless and distressed, and he almost wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak, he just turned around stiffly: "It's not your fault that all this is."

Who could have predicted that Su Jiuge would fail to create a dream.

However, Yan Qingran is indeed gone.

Su Jiuge took a deep breath and laughed: "It's okay, now that she is like this, she is worthy of her."

"Miss Sue." The voice of the female prison guard sounded: "Chief Rong asked me to bring news, Xu Yue is awake."

Su Jiuge looked over: "Okay, thank you."

Xu Yue, the female model who was smashed, really couldn't understand what kind of temptation or handle, she would use her life to make a trap because of Wen Qiao.

"Rong Xun will let her withdraw the lawsuit." Wen Yihuan said.

Su Jiuge shook his head: "You know it doesn't matter to me."

This sentence seems to contain a lot of meanings.

At least, Wen Yihuan pulled the corners of his mouth and said with some difficulty: "Have you really decided to go back to the real world?"

Go back to that world, it's as if it never existed.

As for the man, the same is true.

"Let's go meet Xu Yue tomorrow, I'm really bored." Su Jiuge leaned against the wall and smiled softly.

Following.

Su Jiuge, accompanied by Rong Xun, was released on bail and came to Xu Yue's ward.

She was out of danger, but her leg was ruined by the force of the impact.

To put it simply, if a model loses a leg, she ceases to be a model.

In the quiet ward, Su Jiuge's slender legs stepped in, and almost as soon as there was movement, the woman in the ward looked over.

Looking at each other, Xu Yue's eyes didn't even show any mood fluctuations.

Yes, there is no hate.

None of the models had their legs ruined, and they deserved the hatred they had for the so-called "murderers".

"Miss Xu, take the liberty of bothering, are you feeling better?" Su Jiuge put the fruit basket on the table next to the bed.

Xu Yue glanced at his legs and smiled, without any smile: "It's much better."

She didn't have much desire to talk.

Su Jiuge sat down by herself, and at the same time pulled the man's hand, as if she was still that pair of intimate lovers, she smiled faintly, it was a polite smile: "On the first day of Miss Xu's accident, the court summons was handed to me, I was a little confused, I don't know if you can answer it for me?"

Many of them froze and did not speak.

"Did your family call the police before they heard about your injuries, or was it your brother?" Su Jiuge laughed drippingly.

Xu Yue's face changed, her weak body even coughed because of the ups and downs of her emotions, and she said in disbelief: "What are you going to do?"

In the past few days, what Su Jiuge wanted to know, Rong Xun told her one by one.

"I envy you brother and sister for their deep relationship, but if you really want to go your own way, aren't you afraid of ruining his life?" Su Jiuge's rational way is not tempting, but it really touches people's hearts.

"You make me think." Xu Yue lowered his head, and his pale face seemed to be even paler.

Out of the ward, Su Jiuge and Rong Xun walked on the street.

The north wind and the man, it seems, are colder.

"You have a better way." Rong Xun looked at the woman and said lightly.