If I Could Find Her, I Would Give Everything

He had even given her an opportunity at a new life, to talk to the government overseas if Qiu Jin was welling to tell the truth.

But—it was useless.

Huo Yunting frowned, as Lu Zhaoyang despaired, but yet, they did not want to give up on this opportunity.

"Bring me to her!"

"Alright."

Ten minutes later, they came to Qiu Jin's room. She had been shot twice and was in a critical state.

But the moment she recovers, she'll be extradited and deported back to America and the best outcome would be life in prison.

For such a harsh punishment, most would have despaired but not Qiu Jin.

She had lost her will to live with Xiang Jinxi, her meaning in life, dead.

"Qiu Jin!"

Both of them got into the room, as they saw Qiu Jin sat by the headboard, her face expressionless, like an inert puppet.

"Where did Xiang Jinxi took my daughter to?"