Mentioning Wen Yiqin, Shen Yunjia's smile froze on his face.
Before he could ask anything, he was pushed into the visiting area.
Wen Yiqin had been sitting there early, looking expectantly towards the entrance. When she saw Shen Yunjia, she stood up excitedly.
"Xiao Jia!"
She almost pressed her entire body against the glass, tears of joy rolling down, her longing nearly bursting forth.
Shen Yunjia hadn't seen his mother for several months, having learned from his father that she was imprisoned in the country for committing a crime. At first, he didn't believe it.
It was only when he couldn't reach her that he knew his father was telling the truth.
Now seeing her in such a disheveled state, devoid of her previous radiant appearance, a flicker of disgust flashed through his eyes.
How had his mother come to look like this?
Wen Yiqin wasn't too far from him, and she saw the disgust and rejection in his expression, freezing in place.