After a bout of chaos, the cell returned to calm. Everyone sat in heavy silence. After a while, Yao Ziping sidled up to Fan Rui, an anxious look on her face, and asked, "Fan Fan, do you think Luo Ye will hound me to the end?"
Fan Rui pursed her lips, "You're asking me? How would I know?"
"You've met her before, you should know her a bit, right?" Yao Ziping pleaded as she grabbed Fan Rui's arm, "Fan Fan, tell me honestly, my heart is pounding with nervousness."
"Honestly, I don't know." Fan Rui shook her head, "She and I barely have any connection, you've got the wrong person."
"I was about to get out, and now this has happened. If my mom finds out, who knows what'll happen." Yao Ziping's shoulders shook as she started crying softly.
"What's the use of crying now?" Fan Rui looked at her coolly, "Yao Ziping, the personality I hate the most is being fickle. You're not a bad person, so why did you end up here? Three years have passed, and you haven't improved at all?"
