The prison gate.

Ling Huanwu handed two-year-old Nianjiu to Song Panmei and whispered, "Panmei, please look after Nianjiu for me. I'll be right back after I go in."

Song Panmei was still a little worried. "Daniu, do you really want to go in to see him? Or should I go in? That's Qin Jinshen, a ruthless killer. Who knows what kind of bad things he's up to in there?"

Ling Huanwu took a deep breath and smiled, "It's alright. He threatened me with a postcard to spread rumors about me and force me to come, which means he has something important to do and won't stop until I come. I have to come. I'm leaving Nianjiu in your care."

Song Panmei nodded helplessly and hugged Xiao Nianjiu tightly, "Then you must be very careful, and come out immediately if anything seems wrong."

Ling Huanwu turned around, and the iron gate locked behind her.

She was wary of Qin Jinshen. This once all-powerful tycoon in Hong Kong was now imprisoned, yet he could still get postcards made and summon her over. She wondered what he was plotting.

Enter the visiting room.

Ling Huanwu originally thought she would see Qin Jinshen looking disheveled and dejected, but the sight of him in front of her stunned her.

Despite wearing prison clothes, Qin Jinshen stood ramrod straight, his eyes radiating an undisguised air of confidence.

It was as if this wasn't a prison, but his territory.

When Qin Jinshen saw Ling Huanwu, his gaze instantly became affectionate and complex.

He spoke softly, "Huanwu, it's been over two years since we last met, and you're still as radiant as ever..."

Ling Huanwu had never heard him say such things before, and she almost threw up.

She snorted coldly, "Qin Jinshen, what exactly do you want? Just say what you want, don't waste my time."

Qin Jinshen smiled wryly, "Don't rush, sit down first. There are some things I want to talk to you about."

Ling Huanwu hesitated for a moment but still sat down opposite him, watching him warily.

Qin Jinshen was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I'm going to be deported back to Hong Kong to serve my sentence. Once I go, I may never come back."

A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Ling Huanwu was startled. Had he been taken back to be executed?

But she still feigned composure: "So what? What does it have to do with me?"

Qin Jinshen looked at her and said seriously, "Huanwu, I was too stubborn before, always thinking that I could give you everything. Now I understand that some people cannot be obtained by force."

Ling Huanwu was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected him to say something like that.

Qin Jinshen's shoulders slumped, his voice filled with dejection, yet also with a forced honesty of admitting defeat. "I admit, I used to think that man wasn't good enough for you, but later I realized that although he's uneducated and big, he's the most capable person when it comes to managing a household. Among these men, he's the strongest and can reliably give you happiness."

Upon hearing this, Ling Huanwu's face instantly turned red, both ashamed and angry: "Qin Jinshen, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Qin Jinshen froze, his gaze lingering on her face. "I'm telling the truth. Besides, I believe he's not dead. He will definitely come back to find you. Don't give up."

Ling Huanwu looked at him in shock: "You... why would you think that? You also believe he's not dead?"

Qin Jinshen's gaze softened, all traces of his former gloom gone. "My intuition tells me he won't just disappear so easily. Huanwu, promise me you'll live well, and when he returns, you two must be happy..."

Ling Huanwu felt a mix of emotions.

She had thought that Qin Jinshen would call her over to threaten her or hurl insults at her, but she never expected him to say something like this.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qin Jinshen paused, hesitated, and finally, his face flushed, he managed to utter the words with difficulty, "Actually, I called you here because I have a favor to ask of you."

“I hope you can help me find my sister Qin Zhizhi. In the past two years, I have tried many methods and spent countless amounts of money in prison, but I still can’t find her whereabouts.”

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

As Ling Huanwu looked at him, some of her prejudice against him unconsciously dissipated.

Seeing that he wasn't obstinate, she felt a rare sense of relief and nodded, "Okay, I promise you, as long as I have a clue, I will definitely help you find her."

Qin Jin looked at her gratefully, "Thank you, Huanwu. Don't worry, once I return to Hong Kong, I won't bother you anymore. You and him must be happy."

Seeing that she was about to leave, he quickly added, "The oyster pancakes on the street across from the prison are delicious, you can try them."

Ling Huanwu stood up and gave him a deep look. "Take care of yourself too."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the visiting room.

At the prison gate, Song Panmei saw her come out and hurriedly went to greet her: "How is it? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Ling Huanwu shook her head. "It's nothing, he... he's changed."

And then, for no apparent reason, they made him eat oyster pancakes.

Based on her understanding of him, he was the type of person who looked down on fried food.

Song Panmei wondered what he could become, but Ling Huanwu didn't say anything more. She just hugged Xiao Nianjiu and said, "Let's go home."

The setting sun cast its glow upon them, and Ling Huanwu's mind was filled with Qin Jinshen's words of encouragement that she would find Zhou Jiuzhen.

Not long after the three of them walked out, Ling Huanwu was passing by the street opposite the prison when a rich and fragrant aroma of oyster pancakes wafted into her nostrils.

Her eyes swept across the alley.

A heavily pregnant woman nibbled on an oyster pancake in her hand, just like a little squirrel.

Across from her stood a tall, burly man who deftly flipped the oyster pancakes in the oil, switching them back and forth with his hands, while watching the woman eating them with a look of adoration.

Ling Huanwu's pupils trembled.

That man was none other than the careless bodyguard Ma who had been released from prison!

And who else could the woman eating oyster pancakes across from him be but Qin Zhizhi!

*

Back on the island.

Several people stood on the dock.

The guard's eyes reddened, and he stood on the dock, wiping away tears.

Qin Zhizhi, rubbing her pregnant belly, had just complained of being tired when Guard Ma immediately forgot to wipe away his tears and hurriedly patted the suitcase in his hand, placing it on the ground for his young mistress to sit on.

When the young lady said she was thirsty, he immediately pulled out an apple from somewhere, peeled it, cut it into small pieces, and fed it to her.

Ling Huanwu was shocked by the cringe-worthy display of affection between the two.

On the way back, she never imagined that a pampered young lady like Qin Zhizhi would be with a guard and even have children.

Now, seeing the two of them like this, she finally understood why.

She originally didn't want to help Qin Jinshen.

But she heard from the village chief that a foreigner had come a few days ago and donated a large sum of money to the island.

Without even guessing, she knew it was Qin Jinshen who did it.

She knew that what he was most worried about was his younger sister, and he wanted her to take care of her. For the sake of money, she could only help.

"You two don't have a marriage certificate, do you? How about I help you get legal status for your marriage? Otherwise, what will happen to your children in the future?"

The two who had just complained about the harsh conditions on the island fell silent instantly, their eyes filled with gratitude as they looked at Ling Huanwu.