1585 A Digital Voice Recorder (1/2)

Lao Zhou turned her head and found Wang Zhuang holding her arm back.

Upon seeing her, Lao Zhou's brows scrunched up together in extreme displeasure. ”What do you think you're doing?”

”I should be the one asking you that,” Wang Zhuang said. ”What do you thinking you're doing to her? You know full well that she's pregnant. With such a small tummy, it'll be easy for her to miscarry.”

When Lao Zhou heard that, she burst out laughing as if she had just heard the funniest joke ever. She replied, ”Since when did you suddenly become so kind? She's just a pregnant woman. If she's being locked in here, I'm guessing that even the wardens don't know that she's pregnant. If I just accidentally f*cked with her and she ended up no longer pregnant, what would that have to do with me?”

Wang Zhuang's brows shot together. With a look of extreme disapproval, she replied, ”You're intending to cause her to miscarry?”

”Shh…” Lao Zhou crazily laughed. ”Keep it to yourself. You don't have to announce it out loud! Go on and keep watch for me outside. Once I'm done with this b*tch, I won't want for a single thing upon my release. When you get out of prison, you're free to come under my protection anytime.”

Wang Zhuang gave a humorless laugh when she heard that and answered, ”Unfortunately, I cannot do something like that. I have a digital voice recorder attached to me at all times.”

As she spoke, she tightened her grip on Lao Zhou's hand.

Never in Lao Zhou's wildest imagination had she expected Wang Zhuang to say something like that. She jerked back in surprise and asked, ”What do you mean?”

Wang Zhuang retrieved a digital voice recorder from the back of her pants and replied, ”You were never this f*cked up in the past. Why have you become like this now?”

Lao Zhou's expression turned ugly upon seeing the voice recorder. She reached out intending to snatch the device over.

Wang Zhuang had been prepared for that and easily deflected it. She said, ”I want to be released. Whether or not my prison term can be shortened will now depend on you, Sister Zhou.”

Lao Zhou knew immediately that something was amiss. She quickly asked, ”What is that supposed to mean?”