Song Guanchao walked out after finishing the call and saw her still weeping. He bent down to pick up his clothes, putting them on while saying, "Political Commissioner Wen, take your time crying, I've got to go."
"Stop right there!"
"Something else you need?"
"I..." Wen Ru's face showed a conflicted expression.
Seeing her defenses cracking, Song Guanchao wasn't in a hurry to leave anymore.
He casually tossed his clothes aside and softened his tone, "If you're willing to step forward, I'll try my best to reduce your prison time."
"Can you protect my brother?"
"What's going on with your brother?"
"He..." Wen Ru bit her lip and told him about her situation.
She explained in detail. Song Guanchao didn't want to hear these tedious family matters, but seeing Wen Ru was evidently wavering, he forced himself to listen.
Wen Ru spoke for more than half an hour, and Song Guanchao finished a bottle of water, but she hadn't finished talking.
