"Miss Shen is inside, go on in."
Shen Yu took a deep breath and stepped in.
The visitation room, less than ten square meters, was separated by a layer of tempered glass, with several finger-sized holes in the glass to allow sound to pass through.
As soon as he entered, a frail and miserable figure immediately threw herself onto the glass, tears streaming as she looked at him, calling, "Brother. Brother, are you here to take me home? Where's mom? Why didn't she come?"
She eagerly added, "It's so cold here, I want to go home, brother, take me home quickly, I don't want to stay here any longer!"
Shen Yu looked at her frail and haggard appearance, his heart aching deeply, his hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly as if trying to control the emotions in his chest.
"You, being in there, did they bully you?"
Shen Siyuan, still unaware of her outcome, shook her head, "No. They only questioned me about Mrs. Zhou and Chu Xi, other times they ignored me and didn't talk to me."
