Even if it means begging, even if it means kneeling, she will find a way to save her.
"Mom…" Lai Qinghuan wanted to say it's fine, but the words wouldn't come out.
She was scared.
Truly scared.
Prison is no place for anyone.
The last three months there had nearly destroyed her, leaving her battered and broken. If she went back now, what awaited her would be a living hell worse than death.
Mu Jingxi wouldn't let her off easily, nor would Qiao An.
Everything she and her father had done had been directed at Mu Jingxi, Qiao An, and Little Nuomi, and now Yi Sen's testimony had pointed directly at her.
Her refusal to plead guilty was merely an act of buying time.
But the moment she gave in, what awaited her would be the harsh judgment of the law.
How many youthful years does a woman have?
Even the lightest sentence of three years would leave her old and faded by the time she got out.
She didn't want to go to prison. She didn't want to go to prison at all!
