When she walked out, the weather was bleak, and leaves fell from the branches, landing on Xia Chuqing's shoulders.
Her eyes began to heat up, and she quietly wiped away her tears.
Halfway through, Xia Chuqing stopped in her tracks, tugging at Officer Wang's sleeve and whispering, "Officer Wang, can I ask you about something?"
"I cannot disclose confidential matters, I'm afraid."
Officer Wang looked at Xia Chuqing solemnly.
"Um… did President Xiao often come to the prison before?" Xia Chuqing asked.
"He has been here."
Xia Chuqing blinked, puzzled. What did "has been here" mean?
"How many times has he been here? What did he come here for?"
"You can ask President Xiao directly. I think he treats you differently than others," Officer Wang said with a smile.
"I... I'm afraid of him... I don't dare to ask, that's why I'm asking you." Xia Chuqing admitted, her face still showing a timid expression.
