Three months in the detention center was like peeling a layer of skin off Qin Fen.
His hair was shaved, his body was much thinner than before, and his clothes hung loose on him, his cheeks sunken in.
His arms, exposed from his clothes, were covered with various sizes of scars.
It was as though he had walked through hell and back.
During those three months in the precinct, his mother visited Qin Fen the most.
In his heart, he was most grateful to Li Junping.
Seeing his mother cry, he hurriedly stopped the car, stepped forward, and hugged her tightly, "Mom, stop crying, I'm back now, aren't I?"
"My son, you have suffered so much. You are the apple of Mom's eye, seeing you suffer breaks my heart."
Qin Fen also teared up as Li Junping spoke, "I know the person who loves me the most in this family is you! Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of you in the second half of my life, Mom, and I won't make you angry anymore."
