Yang Qihong rushed to the door, but it had already been firmly shut; this time, she didn't put all her energy into banging on it. She knew she would continue to be trapped here, and no one could save her.
She turned around, picked up the bag on the floor, which again contained some food and water. She slumped to the ground, what to do now? What should she do now? With no means of communication and no way to escape, was there anything to do but wait for death? She never imagined that in today's lawful society, she would be illegally detained without explanation. This was a crime!
Xia Lu had finally sent out the project file and let out a sigh of relief. Recently, the strain on her body was heavy; she didn't plan to take on any work before the baby was born, hoping to spend this time in peace.
