President's Runaway Lover

"Just here? So ignorant of the rules? " There was a sudden mockery in the dark corner.

After all, Yang Huizhen is a woman who has seen great winds and waves and has supported a company alone. She won't be soft for such a little momentum.

She touched the wall next to her and sat down slowly until her eyes slowly adapted to the darkness in front of her. She said, "I don't know what rules. Who can tell?"

Everyone else in the room sighed, thinking that the new woman was too brave to openly ignore the rules set by the prison.

The so-called unwritten rules in the prison are that there is a big sister in each prison, and everyone under her must submit to her. In this hierarchical environment, it is almost impossible to resist by one person.

"Come on, give the new one a lesson." A muddy voice in the northeast corner sounded, which implied a tight sense of oppression.

Someone next to me kindly poked Yang Huizhen's arm and whispered, "I advise you to be honest. You can do whatever they ask you to do, so as not to provoke right and wrong."

But Yang Huizhen is not an ordinary woman. She doesn't eat this set. The more arrogant the other party is, she wants to touch it.

In the dark, there was a fierce beast shouting hysterically, and the danger was ready to move.

Just because of the darkness, someone finally said, "wait for tomorrow. It's so late now."

Others slowly suppressed the anger.

The infrastructure of this prison is very poor. There is no upper limit on the number of people in a room, but there are few beds. Listening to the sound of snoring around, Yang Huizhen felt a trace of unprecedented despair. Now she can't even meet the most basic sleep. What's the purpose of all her previous struggles?

"Well, don't think about it. Go to sleep. You can have a chance to visit your relatives tomorrow." A huge figure turned over slowly, scratched his neck with his hand, and coaxed him to sleep.

This sentence ignited Yang Huizhen's hope. Even if she didn't have her, Qiao Zhengjin would save herself.

Qiao Zhengjin stood at the door of her home and looked at the white seal on the door frame. She felt that she was a little late.

It's not Si Nanyuan's fault. His mother usually makes too much publicity, and it's sooner or later for the police to keep an eye on him.

Sitting on the chair in the family visit room, Qiao Zhengjin looked up at the clock on the wall from time to time. In recent days, she didn't know how her mother was.

"No. 36, Yang Huizhen's family." Shouted a loud voice over there.

After waiting for a long time, this call seemed to pull Qiao Zhengjin out of her sleep. Looking at her mother escorted by someone in the glass window, Qiao Zhengjin felt that her heart was stagnant.

After sitting in front of the window, Qiao Zhengjin put her hand on the glass window and looked at Yang Huizhen's haggard face.

"Mom, are you okay?" Qiao Zhengjin held back her tears and didn't want her mother to worry.

There is no deep love between the mother and son who are separated by flesh and blood. As soon as Yang Huizhen picked up the phone, she fell out like a bean of chaff. "Zhengjin, you must find a way to go out with your mother. You don't know how terrible the people here are."

"Mom, speak slowly." Hearing that his mother was in danger, Qiao Zhengjin raised her heart to her throat.

"Zhengjin, listen, you must save your mother and take Qi Shaowei's company back." Yang Huizhen looks ferocious here.

Looking at his mother's terrible expression, Qiao Zhengjin felt a little uncomfortable.

Remembering that the industry she had worked hard for most of her life was finally taken away by Si Nanyuan, Yang Huizhen felt that she couldn't spit out her evil spirit.

"Zhengjin, you should also remember that your enemy is Si Nanyuan. Even if your mother can't get out, you must avenge her, okay?" Yang Huizhen said, gnashing her teeth and looking indignant.

Listening to his mother finish saying these words, Qiao Zhengjin's heart has been cool and thorough. After so many years, his mother still doesn't know how to repent. Is all the fault on others?

"Mom, stop talking." Qiao Zhengjin slowly hung the phone on the wall, tears flowing wantonly in her eyes.

In the glass window, Yang Huizhen's face has been particularly red. She pounded the glass window and shouted, "Zhengjin, Zhengjin, now your mother has only one hope left. You have to cheer up."

Qiao Zhengjin opposite couldn't hear anything, and he didn't want to listen.

Finally, the prison guard in the back forcibly opened Yang Huizhen's seat and left a period of sobbing.

Stepping on the bright sunshine outside, Qiao Zhengjin left the prison. From the moment he hung up the phone, Qiao Zhengjin made up his mind that he would never visit the prison frequently.

There is something in my heart that dissolves slowly after I get out of prison.

Yang Huizhen, who was escorted back, had tears on her face. Qiao Zhengjin was her son. She firmly believed that Qiao Zhengjin would never ignore her.

"Oh, what is this? There are still tears on my face." The people nearby came slowly, holding a handful of melon seeds in their hands, and looked at Yang Huizhen with a mocking face.

Yang Huizhen firmly believed that the skinny camel was bigger than a horse. She glanced at the man and ignored him.

That person seems to be on a par with Yang Huizhen. She ignores it. She wants her to pay attention.

Immediately put down the things in her hand, pinched Yang Huizhen's chin and forced her to look directly at her.

"What do you pretend to be? You think you're still a good thing. Who are you going to show it to?" The voice was not small, and the next few turned their heads and looked at them.

Yang Huizhen will not bow her head. She is still stubborn.

The man looked boring, so he shook off Yang Huizhen's face and turned to one side.

The cold floor and hard to swallow food are not what Yang Huizhen wants, and all these are brought to her by Si Nanyuan.

"Si Nanyuan, you can't die easily." Yang Huizhen said angrily.

At this time, a young voice suddenly appeared nearby, "who are you talking about?"

The owner of the voice was so aggressive that he was about to kill Yang Huizhen. "I'll tell you to take back what you just said."

Yang Huizhen looked up and found that it was not an outsider, it was Qi Mei.

"Oh, miss, are you here too?" Yang Huizhen jokingly smiled.

"Take it back." Qi Mei did not allow others to insult Si Nanyuan.

"Just not." Yang Huizhen seemed to excite Qi Mei, and her tone was full of disdain.

Qi Mei, like crazy, grabbed Yang Huizhen's hair and tugged at it.

"Yo Yo, look, there's a dog biting a dog." The people nearby didn't mean to help at all.

Yang Huizhen has been pressed down here.