Watching them play mahjong with high spirits, the prisoners opposite the partition were leaning against the door, seething with anger.
The Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice glared at the Heir of Marquis Beining and his group, completely ruining the atmosphere in the prison!
The Heir of Marquis Beining and a few others looked at him, but their attention was mostly on Xie Jingchen behind the Junior Minister.
Is it really necessary to visit so frequently?
With his frequency, he must visit at least three times a day, right?
"Open the cell," instructed the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice.
The prison guard opened the cell.
Hmm.
It was the cell where Su Jin was held.
Xingxing ran to the door, stuck her head out, and said, "Uncle, are you here to deliver dinner?"
It seemed a bit early for dinner.
But if Uncle delivered the meal, he could return to the mansion just in time for dinner after staying a while.
Xie Jingchen's face was filled with black lines.
