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Lin Hao was stunned, covering his face, his eyes filled with shock and confusion. He had never seen Dai Xinyi so resolute.
"You don’t understand me at all!" Dai Xinyi's voice trembled, tears welling in her eyes. "I thought I had found the support I needed for my next life, but it turns out this shield is as thin as paper!"
"Dai Xinyi, I..." Lin Hao tried to explain, but was interrupted by her.
"Don’t call me Dai Xinyi!" she shouted fiercely. "It’s over between us! From the moment I walked out of the police station, we have had no relationship whatsoever!"
With that, Dai Xinyi turned and left the café without looking back, leaving Lin Hao sitting there, unable to regain his senses for a long time.
City Prison loomed with high walls, the barbed wire reflecting a cold light in the sun. Zhang Tianming numbly repeated the tasks at hand, his thoughts wandering. He had originally thought that once Dai Xinyi left Li Wenbo, he could seize the opportunity and win her over.
But he never expected that Dai Xinyi would be so resolute, avoiding him completely and not even giving him a chance to explain.
"New guy, come here!" The guard's rough voice broke Zhang Tianming's train of thought. He looked up and saw a familiar figure being shoved into the cell. The person kept their head down, hair disheveled, obscuring most of their face.
"Zhao Shanhe?" Zhang Tianming stared in disbelief.
Zhao Shanhe slowly raised his head and met Zhang Tianming's gaze, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face. "Tianming..."
Zhao Shanhe's appearance only added to the gloom of Zhang Tianming's prison life. He couldn't understand how someone who had just promised to help him take revenge could end up as a prisoner himself. A sense of foreboding coiled around him like a venomous snake.
"Shanhe, how did you end up here?" Zhang Tianming tried to keep his tone calm, but the tremor in his voice betrayed his unease.
Zhao Shanhe's eyes flickered as he avoided Zhang Tianming's gaze. "Ugh, don’t ask! Just bad luck! I got set up by some woman!" He shrugged nonchalantly, attempting to mask his inner turmoil.
Zhang Tianming narrowed his eyes; his sharp gaze seemed capable of seeing through Zhao Shanhe's facade. "Set up? How so?" He paused for a moment, observing Zhao Shanhe's reaction.
"That was then; this is now!" Zhao Shanhe interrupted impatiently, running a hand through his messy hair. "Women’s hearts are like deep seas; who knows what they’re thinking? Anyway, I’m innocent!"
Zhang Tianming sneered inwardly; Zhao Shanhe’s poor acting might fool others but not him. Previously in prison, Zhao Shanhe had sworn to help him take revenge on Li Wenbo and Dai Xinyi, even demanding a significant amount of resources and connections from him.
Now it seemed that not only had he failed to get revenge, but he had also landed himself in trouble.
"Shanhe, tell me the truth," Zhang Tianming lowered his voice slightly, a hint of threat lacing his tone. "What exactly did you do? Is it related to..."
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