She much preferred the company of the kind, simple people of the seventies to someone like Wen Wei.
She could chat happily with Sister-in-law Fang from across the hall and hit it off instantly with Lu Yao.
Young or old, as long as someone was sincere, she could get along with them harmoniously.
It was ridiculous for Wen Wei to try and make an issue out of this.
Song Qingya's attitude never wavered.
Seeing Song Qingya's resolve, Wen Wei fell into utter despair.
A flash of resentment crossed her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by helplessness.
'By the time I get out of prison, I'll be a haggard, exhausted wreck.'
'Would Fei Jin still want me?'
Waves of despair washed over Wen Wei.
'And with a criminal record, it'll be hard to find a job to support myself.'
'Maybe no one will even want to hire me as a nanny!'
The thought of such a difficult future sent Wen Wei into an even deeper panic.
As she was being shoved into the police car, Wen Wei snapped and started screaming—
