Shen Li sat down on the sofa and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
Whether it was Rong Huan or Rong Xue, she had no connection to them and wasn't even interested in watching the drama unfold.
Sitting there was really boring, so Shen Li took out her cell phone and subconsciously searched for the two characters "Fang Ru".
A slew of news came up; the case had already been judged, and Fang Ru was to serve twenty years in an Arab prison.
Of course, Shen Yue hadn't escaped either, but his charges were comparatively lighter, and he was sentenced to fifteen years.
"Miss, here's your fruit juice," a waiter said, placing a glass of lemon juice in front of Shen Li.
Shen Li, engrossed in the news, absentmindedly accepted it and said, "Thank you."
The lemon juice was also one of her favorites, with its sour-sweet taste which she quite liked.
After taking a small sip, Shen Li immediately felt dizzy, and the glass almost fell from her hand but was caught by the waiter.
"You..."
