The police were very efficient. As soon as Lin Zhiyi agreed to the settlement, they brought the settlement document over.
One of them was the female officer who had taken Lin Zhiyi's statement.
With good intentions, she reminded, "Are you sure you've thought this through?"
Holding the pen, Lin Zhiyi's hand trembled slightly as she said with a bitter smile, "I've thought it through. Let it be."
Who made her just an ant in other people's hands now?
Without giving herself a chance to regret, Lin Zhiyi quickly signed her name.
The female officer sighed and left with the settlement document.
Then, Liu He entered the ward with a food container.
Their eyes met, and Liu He's eyes turned red with guilt.
"Zhiyi..."
"I know everything. Is uncle okay?" Lin Zhiyi asked.
Wiping away her tears and pouring the porridge, Liu He sighed, "He's alright, got a scolding. You know how the old man is. It's all Zhao Cheng's fault—scum! He looks decent, but he turns out to be such a person."