Year, month, day 【Don’t ask me, I don’t know.】 Bao Bing returned from work, took off her coat, and exhaustedly threw herself on the sofa. Her hands and feet felt numb.
Turning on the floor lamp, she rested for a moment, gathering some strength, but the cold air lingered in her body.
In the bathroom, she turned on the hot water and sprinkled a few rose aromatherapy petals. After taking off her clothes, she dipped her toes in the water. The misty hot air attacked her chill, making her shiver.
Remembering Ye Zhengchen’s words when he left that afternoon, she shivered again. He had said: “Only I can get your fiancé out of prison.”
On the verge of collapse, she let go of all her persistence. “I beg you, save him.” He replied, “I can save him, but you must promise me…”
Daring not to think further, Bao Bing bit her teeth, endured the burning pain as she slowly lay down in the water. Moments later, her skin turned faintly pink. The cold and fatigue were gradually driven out, and the pain turned into a form of relief.
Just as she closed her eyes, the doorbell rang. Who could it be so late? Bao Bing quickly grabbed a bath towel to wrap herself and put on a bathrobe as she walked to the door.
Looking through the peephole, she saw a man in an olive green military uniform, which inspired a sense of trust, though his posture was slumped against the wall as if he were swaying. Without overthinking, Bao Bing opened the door.
“You…”
Ye Zhengchen pushed past her into the room, a strong smell of alcohol emanating from him.
“Have you been drinking?”
He ignored her question, stumbling to the sofa and lying down.
“Why did you come here?” Bao Bing asked, pushing him. Late at night, alone with a man, even if he wore a military uniform, worried her.
Ye Zhengchen opened his eyes, looking at her with a blurry gaze, mumbling, “I came just to tell you about your fiancé…”
Concerned about Yin Zhongtian, she leaned closer to hear him better.
“I just had dinner with the person handling this case… he said at most… charge him with… knowing about the crime…”
“Can he get a suspended sentence?” she asked urgently.
Ye Zhengchen nodded hazily. “Got water?”
“Yes, wait a moment.”
