Tian Sangsang found the place where Zhao Chun was being interrogated.
Room by room, the green-painted doors, and the bright light inching its way onto the doors and the immaculate floors—it was quiet, but beneath the surface lay an unfathomable stillness.
She walked over, paused her steps, and heard the voices inside.
Interrogation, reproach, and rebuttal mixed together; the atmosphere was oppressively tense.
"I've said it, I didn't mess around with relationships. Yao'er and I are properly dating," Zhao Chun's clear voice carried a hint of anger.
Hua Jun's official tone cut him off: "Proper dating leads to premarital pregnancy? On the night of the ninth last month, weren't you and Ji Yao'er together?"
Zhao Chun: "I wasn't!"
Hua Jun: "The situation has been stated clearly. Ji Yao'er is one month and twenty-five days pregnant. She admitted the child is yours. That night, she was with you."
