Shi Yueqing, in his capacity as a lawyer's assistant, had repeatedly applied, and finally obtained visitation rights for Gu Xinfei.
He sat in the tiny room, waiting for the daughter he had never met.
When Gu Xinfei was brought over, she wore a down jacket and cotton shoes that Shi Ying had sent to her.
The weather was growing colder by the day.
Seeing Gu Xinfei's frail and helpless little frame, Shi Yueqing felt his heart wrench painfully!
"Xinfei."
He called out to her softly.
Gu Xinfei looked up at him.
Earlier, the policewoman had told her that a lawyer was looking for her, and she thought it was still a lawyer.
To her surprise, a lawyer really did come, but the older gentleman beside her was somehow inexplicable.
Her gaze was full of wariness, her features were still proper, and without makeup, she could not be considered exquisitely beautiful, yet she had an added touch of vulnerability.
She sat down in the designated spot, hands cuffed, and asked, "Who are you?"
