Walking to the prison gate, there were still chills behind Sherry, especially the terrible face, which somehow always appeared in her mind and could not be forgotten.

Sherry clutched his chest and stumbled into the car.

"Miss Shen, are you all right?"

Tim asked worriedly, looking through the rear-view mirror, and Sherry in the back seat looked very pale.

Sherry waved his hand: "I'm fine, go back to the company."

Tim was about to say something, but Sherry had ...