The cigarette butt fell on the snow, burning a hole in it.
The prison gate slowly opened.
The three Ji brothers were at the entrance.
They had come to take Ji Tian back home.
A white cloth covered her face, and Qin Jiangsheng watched from a distance but did not approach.
He lit another cigarette, but unexpectedly, the smoke made him cough harshly.
Qu Rong looked at him worriedly.
He also didn't know how deep Qin Jiangsheng's feelings for Ji Tian were. During the three years she was in, he never visited her.
Even the Gong Family's member, Ji Tian's childhood friend, had visited her several times, but his own master had only stayed at the entrance for a while, his visits becoming less frequent and shorter every time.
"Young Master Qin, do you want to see her for the last time?"
"No need."
The dead body would soon be sent to the crematorium.
