269 Yousre the Only One I Adore 2 (2/2)

”Got it.” Pan Zhenghui quickly stood up and exited.

The office was filled with silence once again. An Xiaoning felt her head throb with a major headache. Somehow, murder cases simply felt different now that she was involved herself. To make matters worse, she was not allowed to carry out investigations herself.

An Xiaoning had no choice but to sit and wait helplessly, not sure how much longer she would have to wait before she could go home.

Half an hour later, two police officers from the Serious Crimes Investigation Unit entered. ”Team Leader An, we're now arresting you as the prime suspect of the murder, and you will be temporarily detained.”

”Okay,” An Xiaoning conceded. She did not resist because she was well aware that there was no point in explaining or defending herself at this juncture.

An Xiaoning was brought to the custody room, where police officers who passed by began to discuss fervently amongst themselves. However, An Xiaoning knew not to succumb or be affected by any false rumors or gossip about her, for she was upright and innocent.

She believed that she would only be held in custody temporarily.

There would definitely come a day when the truth surfaces.

It was only a matter of time.

All she had to do was wait for that day to arrive.

An Xiaoning stayed awake throughout her first night in prison.

She simply could not fall asleep.

A lot had gone through her mind.

On the second day of detainment, An Xiaoning began to grow restless and impatient, especially since her phone had been taken away from her. By the third day, she eagerly desired to know the current situation going on outside of prison.

However, there was no way she could do so.

Being detained within these four walls was akin to being completely isolated from the outside world.

Days of living in darkness awaited her.

Full of torment and turmoil.

Time crawled by slowly day by day.

An Xiaoning's initial impatience had turned into emptiness.

She had not seen a single soul apart from the officers who brought her her meals each day.

Hugging her knees while seated on the bed, An Xiaoning began to recall the 16-year-old youth whom she had once helped. He must've felt this way then, she thought to herself.

Wronged and accused, yet helpless.

Just when she thought she was growing stronger, she began to realize just how small she really was.

So small that she could not even see herself.

An Xiaoning had known all along that wealthy families often brought about the most trouble. The richer they are, the more rivalry and power struggle there was amongst them. Yet, she truly understood that fact only after she had experienced it herself.

Half a month passed.

It was the start of November.

The temperature was freezing. However, An Xiaoning was still dressed in the same set of clothes she had worn to the birthday party, which she had never once changed out of throughout her time in prison.

An Xiaoning began to wonder if she had been forgotten about.

On the evening of that day, Pan Zhenghui finally appeared.

”Xiaoning.”

An Xiaoning looked up at him and responded, ”Yes?”

”You haven't been eating well lately. I bought these from the restaurant especially for you. You've lost weight,” said Pan Zhenghui, bringing with him some piping hot food, which smelled heavenly.