After an hour's journey, Shen Qingqiu and his party successfully arrived at Pingcheng Prison.

After a while, the prison door opened, and a thin and slender figure slowly walked out of it.

The woman looked like she was about forty years old, but her face did not have the charm that her peers should have, and her whole body was filled with a sense of loneliness and loneliness, like a burned candle.

Her body was slightly slumped, and she faced the scene outside, with a hint of bewilderment on her face.

"Mom!" Lin Qiao rushed up quickly and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Mother Lin was stunned, the tip of her nose couldn't help but be sour, and she reached out and gently stroked her back, "Mom is here." ”

Shen Qingqiu and the others did not rush forward, but stood in front of the car and quietly watched the reunion of their mother and daughter.

Jiang Li raised his hand and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, suppressed the sourness under his eyes, and looked away, "How can the perfect ending be worthy of the suffering of the first half of their lives?" ”

Shi Jingyue said slowly: "Looking forward, you can always see the day of emergence." ”

Before the words fell, I saw a group of reporters carrying long guns and short cannons swarming up, and without saying a word, they surrounded Lin Qiao's mother and daughter.

Shen Qingqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a burst of anger was set off in the depths of his apricot eyes.

"Lin Yingxia, you were convicted of murdering your husband back then, do you have any plans for the future now that you are out of prison?"

"As the saying goes, a husband and wife are blessed for a hundred days, what kind of deep hatred makes you kill your husband, and even do not hesitate to divide his body?"

"During your sentence, did you suffer from inner torment, and did you ever sincerely repent?"

The reporters' words were like a sharp knife, mercilessly cutting open the scar in Mother Lin's heart.

Mother Lin trembled uncontrollably, and only a miserable white face remained.

She subconsciously lowered her head and avoided the camera.

But the reporter in front of her was unrelenting, and couldn't wait to put the camera directly on her face, "Lin Yingxia, when you pleaded guilty and obeyed the law, but didn't say a word about the criminal process, is there another hidden meaning in this?" ”

"Sorry, she can't answer your questions." Shen Qingqiu suddenly appeared.

She squeezed in from the crowd and took Lin Qiao's mother and daughter away.

The reporter behind him followed like a mosquito seeing blood.

Their car was surrounded and they couldn't move.

Jiang Li cursed angrily, "What should we do now?" You can't stay here and spend time with them, can you? ”

Shen Qingqiu lifted his eyes and stared at this group of reporters who suddenly appeared with heavy eyes.

The woman's delicate face did not show any emotional waves, and her clear apricot eyes stared closely at the reporters who surrounded the car.

The bottom of those black and white pure eyes is like a bottomless cold pool, soaked in the aura of destroying the world and destroying the world.

Just when they were in a dilemma, a group of people suddenly arrived.

The man at the head was wearing a black leather jacket, and his body was filled with a murderous aura.

He walked to the front of the car and respectfully shouted, "Miss Shen." ”

"You are?" Shen Qingqiu looked at the man in front of him with a vague gaze.

"My name is Fu Sen." Fu Sen said: "Sir, I am worried that you will be in trouble, so I specially ordered me to escort you in secret." ”

Shen Qingqiu's heart warmed, and the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes disappeared a little, "Thank you." ”

After shaking off the reporters, they temporarily came to a hotel in Pingcheng to settle down.

Shen Huanyan, who was sitting in the car, glanced at the smugness on Sun Nianyao's face, lowered his eyes, and covered the look under his eyes.

The murder of a husband and the dismemberment of the body five years ago can be described as a sensation throughout the country.

On the day of the trial, everyone was spitting on the murderer, cursing the murderer for being vicious and ruthless, and he killed his husband who had been in bed with him for many years without blinking an eye.

Murderers are intolerable, and everyone scorns them.

Once this matter is exposed, Shen Qingqiu will be the existence of the same stream, and he will inevitably be treated by everyone with colored glasses.

Now, she wants to see how Shen Qingqiu turns over!