Chapter 515: The Long Number

Miao Jing saw his reaction and the tone of his speech, feeling indignant inside. Was he implying that I'm being a busybody?

Forget it, Miao Jing didn't argue with him because if she'd been in a similar situation, she probably wouldn't be feeling great either.

One moment he was the object of universal adoration, the next he was scorned by everyone. It was like falling from heaven into hell.

Such a huge disparity is something most people simply can't handle.

Given Qin Hao's state, she thought he was doing quite well, showing no signs of suicide or madness.

At the entrance of Jianghai First Detention Center.

There stood a large gray iron gate, looking very heavy and sturdy, eliciting a suffocating feeling as one approached it.

All around it were walls seven or eight meters high, built out of green bricks.

Six or seven meters away from these walls, towering trees stood tall with no buildings in the vicinity, giving the detention center an ominous and terrifying vibe.