Bab 1002: My aunt is my daughter. Maybe?

"I am telling you it is a mistake!" 

Mo Qiang peered out of the prison when she heard the shrill voice of a young woman and two seconds later, she found a rather peculiar sight happening in front of her. 

Three young women, all holding the legs of a table were being carried inside the police station by the police officers. They were crying and making a fuss while trying to hold this and that —

The youngest one who must be around seventeen screamed and tugged at the strands of hair of the policewoman who was carrying her. 

"Why is she crying like a little child?" Xiao Jiao asked as she looked at the young woman who was flailing her arms and twisting her body.

She had never seen a woman acting like a child before—thus she was quite amused and curious, she watched Mo Shuren with rapt attention.