Zhu Linya wasn’t being held in special detention, but being in the same system made it easier with Xia Xianning’s help. The uncle and nephew successfully saw the murderer being escorted out.
Zhu Linya saw Xia Changwei and was incredulous, bursting into tears on the spot.
Xia Xianning greeted the prison staff and walked out of the visiting room, leaving the two alone.
Xia Changwei looked her up and down, his mood complex.
This woman had once been his lonely companion, then became a wife who held no attraction for him. Although he had never truly cared for her, Xia Changwei never expected that the woman who had shared his bed would be a murderer.
He didn’t know what to say.
Whether young or now, Zhu Linya had always been accustomed to maintaining a radiant appearance before Xia Changwei, because she knew this was the only way to please him.
Seeing his expression wasn’t good and that he kept staring at her, Zhu Linya hurriedly fixed her hair, smiling apologetically: “Is it messy?”
Xia Changwei looked at her and said: “It’s fine.”
After staying in prison for a few days, wearing a prison uniform, she looked both haggard and unkempt.
Xia Changwei was uncomfortable and said: “I’ve heard about your situation. I never expected you and Hu Weichao to be involved in that incident.”
He continued: “I don’t know how much of an influence I had in this matter. Anyway, you’re about to die, so there’s no need to bring up the past… I brought you something. These two months you’ve been inside…”
Xia Changwei was about to say “take care,” but thinking it inappropriate since she would be executed in two months, he changed his words: “Tell the prison guards if you need anything. Guangchen will bring it when he visits you.”
Zhu Linya had been enjoying life in the Xia family for less than a year before being imprisoned. The place was damp and cold, filthy, with crude and brutal inmates and unpalatable food, making her desperate to get out.
She was hoping someone would come, but never expected it to be Xia Changwei himself.
