Poor Zhenzhen, such a pure and kind-hearted person, who ended up meeting such a jerk.
And she gave her true heart to that jerk.
Su Ge was so furious she practically stormed out of the coffee shop.
Mo Xingyuan remained seated, his expression indifferent as he watched her leave.
After being scolded, there was not a trace of anger on his face.
Instead, thinking about what Su Ge had just said, his indifferent expression regained a bit of warmth.
Deep in his dark pupils, a profound and unfathomable depth.
As soon as Su Ge left the coffee shop, she hailed a taxi directly to the prison where Mu Zhenzhen was held.
The number of prison visits per month was limited, so it took her quite an effort to obtain a visitation through connections.
"Xiao Ge..."
Mu Zhenzhen was visibly excited to see her, her eyes even moistened with emotion.
