Five years after their breakup, a prominent lawyer is desperately seeking reconciliation.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Jiang Wan finished her makeup and left home on time.

The elevator doors opened, and a person was leaning against one side of the elevator. Upon seeing someone enter, the person slowly raised their eyelids.

A deep purple silk shirt, the collar slightly open, revealing her fair and well-defined collarbone.

Two long legs encased in black slim-fit trousers were lazily crossed.

Her gaze remained unwavering as she lazily stared out of the elevator doors, exuding an air of nobility and aloofness.

Jiang Wan glanced at it and thought to herself: "Show-off. Today's presentation is mainly to complete the prison's mission, not a beauty pageant. Who is she dressed up for?"

What was that saying again?

Qiuya got married, and he's here singing and dancing.

But she still greeted him casually, "Hello, Director Lu."

Then I stood in the other corner of the elevator and silently watched the numbers on the panel keep dropping.

Lu Jingshi's eyes darkened slightly, a look of confusion flashing in them.

I called you last night.

Jiang Wan didn't turn around: "The phone died and shut down. Is there anything I can help you with, Director Lu?"

Lu Jingshi's brows furrowed even more. He had originally intended to be more polite to her in the future because of the gifts, but what was her attitude now?

Do you really think that a few cheap gifts can make up for the damage done over the past five years?

He squinted and took a deep breath.

"Nothing much, just reminding you not to forget today's presentation."

The elevator stopped on the first floor. Jiang Wan hummed in agreement and walked out.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her backpack from behind, causing her to fall backward. She managed to steady herself by bracing herself against the sides of the elevator.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? Let go."

Lu Jingshi pressed the close button with a cold face, and the elevator slowly descended and stopped in the underground parking garage.

"By the time you squeeze onto the subway to get to this kind of official event, it'll be too late. Don't embarrass the institute."

He held onto Jiang Wan's backpack the whole way until they reached the car before letting go of her.

Jiang Wan angrily straightened her disheveled clothes: "Lu Jingshi, you really have no manners or class!"

"Does anyone have it? Gu Yang?"

Jiang Wan didn't know why she brought up Gu Yang again.

Yu Qing's phone call last night kept her awake until midnight, and this morning she was already forcing herself to stay awake, but Lu Jingshi was still trying to cause her trouble.

In her anger, she blurted out, "That's right, Gu Yang is more refined and polite than you."

Lu Jingshi paused as he opened the car door, his cold eyes sweeping over Jiang Wan, a sneer playing on his lips.

"That's a real shame. You're such a rude and ill-mannered person, but he's your lucky charm now. Just bear with him."

……

A small meeting space was set up on the open ground of Haicheng Prison's exercise yard.

The inmates, dressed in matching blue uniforms, sat neatly and orderly below the stage.

Camera drones hovered overhead as the leaders took their seats in turn.

On the side of the stage, Jiang Wan and the staff of the prison administration department were preparing for the opening.

Xiao Wu handed her a bottle of water: "Jiang Lu, welcome back."

"It's only temporary. The branch office isn't profitable right now, so I'm just a hostage being held hostage."

Jiang Wan's gaze drifted to the stage, where Lu Jingshi, sitting to the right of the leader, was flipping through the manuscript in his hand.

To his right, Fang Tian was holding a folder, using it to shield him from the sun, while adjusting the buttons on his shirt.

"Jiang Lu, actually... it's okay if you don't play, at least it's not sunny here."

Xiao Wu thought she was still upset about Director Fang taking her manuscript, so she gently comforted her.

Jiang Wan gratefully touched her hand to indicate that she was alright.

When she got off the bus, she saw Fang Tian coming to greet her. She asked Xiao Wu and learned that after she and Wang Yiran left at the meeting that day, two-thirds of Kairong's shareholders agreed to let Fang Tian come back and stop sending her out.

Half an hour ago, Fang Tian came to her asking for the speech manuscript, saying that Lu Jingshi had agreed to let her give the speech on his behalf.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but laugh when she recalled how Jiang Wan acted as if she had won some rare treasure after receiving the manuscript.

God knows she didn't want to go on stage at all; Fang Tian really did her a huge favor!

"Jiang, don't worry. Although Director Fang is back, he said you will still be his assistant."

This arrangement was within Jiang Wan's expectations. Fang Tian had come back determined to join the senior partnership, so naturally she wouldn't do these chores anymore.

She waved the camera in her hand: "Didn't Director Fang assign the task? Let's get to work."

The event began with speeches from the leaders one by one. After Lu Jingshi finished his speech, it was Fang Tian's turn.

Jiang Wan immediately pointed her camera at the prisoners below the stage, not wanting to give her any screen time.

The camera panned across row by row, but she didn't see that familiar face until the very last row.

Just then, someone gently pulled her aside. Jiang Wan put down her camera; it was a prison guard.

As if sensing her confusion, the female prison guard avoided the camera and approached her in a low voice.

"Many leaders attended the event, and those allowed to participate were all minor offenders. Jiang Yunsheng... does not qualify."

Jiang Wan suddenly realized that a serious criminal like Jiang Yunsheng would naturally be a key target for surveillance and would not be allowed to appear in such a setting.

"There's one more thing, girl."

The female prison guard looked around and lowered her voice even further.

"That woman came to visit me in prison again today."

"here we go again?"

Jiang Wan was almost certain that this woman seemed to know exactly when she was coming, always choosing the same day as her.

"Big sister, this display board..." Jiang Wan pointed to the event promotion display board by the playground, "When did the promotion start?"

"It was probably around the time of the last prison visitation day, a few days after your last visit."

Jiang Wan's heart sank. Looking at her own striking photo on the display board, a chill crept up her back, making her hands tremble as she held the camera.

Two years ago, just after she returned to China and started visiting prisoners, that woman came to Haicheng.

But because she never visited, they never met.

So, these two events, which were announced to the entire prison in advance, happened to coincide one after the other... Is that really just a coincidence?

There was one possibility she dared not think about...

The next segment will be an interactive Q&A session.

Jiang Wan carried a large box onto the stage, inside which were questions prepared by prisoners to consult with lawyers.

The head of the prison administration department pulled out a sheet from the wall and unfolded it—"What should I do if no one wakes me up after I'm released?"

His witty remarks made everyone on and off stage burst into laughter.

"Alright, let's be serious. Can we ask something useful? Let's take another look—"

How can I get my daughter, whom I've hurt, to forgive me and take care of my sick son?

The section chief frowned: "Who asked this? Have some decency! You should get your daughter a psychologist; hiring a lawyer won't help."

The audience burst into laughter again.

Jiang Wan gave the camera to Xiao Wu and quietly went to the visitation registration desk.

"Hello, I am Jiang Yunsheng's immediate family member. I would like to check his visitation records for the past two years."

The search process was very long, and she only realized that her hands were shaking badly when the staff called her.

"Everyone from the past two years is here. Besides you, there's another one... Zhang Haiyun. She's been coming frequently for the past two years. Is she a relative?"

Jiang Wan's hand, which was turning the page, was so stiff that it couldn't bend. It felt as if the air in her lungs had been sucked out instantly, and with each breath, she was pulled by a suffocating dizziness.

Zhang Haiyun... two years ago...

Sure enough, that woman started appearing frequently after she returned to China.

In other words, that woman came to Haicheng specifically for her!