Zhong Nuannuan frowned slightly. After struggling for half a second, a look of relief flashed across her eyes.
Seeing this, Zhong Nuannuan allowed herself a self-deprecating laugh.
At the time, she thought of it as nothing more than some measly amount of time in jail. She once escaped from a prison cell designed to hold international criminals. If she wanted to escape from a small prison in Jiang District, no one could stop her.
All she wanted to was if her family really cared about her.
If they really cared about her, they would go out of their way for her and come up with a solution.
Therefore, when the teacher asked who pushed Zhou Jinhui down the stairs, Zhong Nuannuan stood up. She did not inform the teacher that Zhou Jinhui fell down the stairs because he had a seizure. She did not tell Aiden and Selina that she was arrested. She even called them when the prison guards were not paying attention and told them not to contact her in the coming month, lest they ruin her plans.
