"Besides, the room is padded with soft cloth strips, even along the corners. You can't find a single sharp object. Suicide is basically impossible."
"Plus, I think she's all talk, just putting on a show. A selfish, pathetic coward like her—could she really bring herself to slit her own throat with a knife?"
Xiao Yang snorted.
"She's just too afraid to die."
As Xiao Yang spoke, his mind drifted back to the last time he saw Lu Yao.
That had been such a rare opportunity.
But he ended up spending ninety percent of the time on Wen Xiuxiu's case and barely got to chat with Lu Yao at all.
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He couldn't suppress his annoyance, and he started complaining nonstop.
But then again, the case had been decided now.
Wen Xiuxiu was behind bars. Even if she wasn't happy about it, what kind of trouble could she really stir up?
She couldn't make any big waves anyway.
Since the case was officially over...
