police station—

"I want to meet the owner of the car."

The female police officer knew about this incident and was afraid that she would do something. She warned her, "Yes, but don't do anything extreme. You have to believe in the law."

He Yutong, who had changed her clothes and recovered, nodded, but she still had a band-aid on her face due to scratches.

The female police officer took her to the interrogation room.

There were police officers inside who were interrogating. After the two explained things, they left the space to He Yutong and the car owner.

bang-

The door is closed.

He Yutong sat in the policeman's seat, staring at the person opposite him with a sullen face.

"Deng Mao, what an inconspicuous name."

"Who instructed you?"

The man opposite looked careless and even sneered.

He Yutong suddenly slammed his hands on the table, making a loud noise.

"Xia Yueke? Or Feng Jingmo?"

Deng Mao seemed not to hear, lowered his head, and stopped paying attention to the person opposite.

He Yutong stood up, walked to the man, grabbed his hair, and forced him to look up.

Only then did the man clearly see the emotion in her eyes.

Deep hatred mixed with maddening cruelty, gloomy and terrifying.

Deng Mao was stunned by such a look.

He Yutong twitched his lips, "Deng Mao, don't you have any family?"

She pushed his head down again, and the man's forehead hit the table hard, causing him to cry out in pain.

He wanted to resist, but his hands were restrained on the table.

He Yutong stared at the smooth floor and seemed to be muttering to himself: "But this is not important anymore, I will not let you go."

"There is surveillance here. Whatever you want to do, the police will definitely find you." Deng Mao threatened with a bared teeth.

He Yutong turned his wrist, grabbed his hair and slammed it against the table.

The sound of the table and the man's screams drew the police outside the door.

"You crazy woman, this is the police station, let me go."

"Come quickly, arrest her."

As the man yelled and cursed, the police finally pulled He Yutong away.

He Yutong stared at the man's bleeding forehead and nose, gasped twice, calmed down, and even straightened his clothes.

Before the policeman could criticize, He Yutong turned his head and showed a very gentle smile, "Comrade policeman, do I need to pay for his medical expenses?"

The policewoman choked and shook her head, "No, the time is up, just go out."

Deng Mao was still yelling and cursing until the male policeman yelled for silence.

Before He Yutong left, he turned around and swept his index finger just below his chin, but not to his neck. He then sneered at the man with cold eyes.

Deng Mao was immediately frightened to death.

The male policeman next to him naturally saw it clearly and hesitated several times.

He felt that Miss He was intimidating, but her actions were not obviously wiping her neck, but they just looked similar.

So in the end, he didn't say anything.

Deng Mao, on the other hand, was so frightened that he grabbed the policeman's clothes and said, "Did you see it? She wants to kill me. She wants to kill me."

"You will ensure my safety, right? You are the police, yes, this is the police station."

The policeman was so disturbed by him that he said, "Deng Mao, please calm down. She just touched her chin. Let's continue with the question."

Deng Mao seemed to be in a daze. His mind was filled with the look in the woman's eyes, so cold and bloody.

"She wants to kill me... The police will protect me. This is a police station... This is a society ruled by law... Someone will protect me. Yes, there is a person who promised to protect me. I will not die."

He kept talking for a long time, his voice was low, and his sentences were confusing. Sometimes the police were protecting him, and sometimes the society was governed by law.

The male policeman had no choice but to let himself calm down for a while.

He Yutong stayed for a while after leaving the police station, first went to the hospital, and then returned to He's house.

"Miss-"

"My parents are fine. Please help me find a death row prisoner."

The confidant was startled, "Miss, please don't do anything stupid, the Xia family..." I really couldn't move.

He Yutong stared at the floor, "No, don't worry, I won't go to the Xia family to seek death for the time being. Help me find a death row inmate with a family. I have other uses."

The confidant lowered his head and responded.

He Yutong walked to the study and saw a pack of cigarettes on the table.

She raised her hand and lit one, took a sip, and choked until she coughed.

There is also a half-finished plan written by He's father on the computer.

He Yutong smoked two cigarettes and then stopped.

There was smoke in front of the desk, her mobile phone was shining with white light, and the chat interface displayed messages from Ji Guan's group.

He Yutong sent a message to Su Qinghuai, saying that he would be absent from tonight's party and asked him to convey it.

Su Qinghuai, who received the message on the other side, put away his phone, glanced at Wang Ranran and others who had just arrived, got up and walked over.

"Sister Ran, He Yutong said she won't come tonight."

Wang Ranran hummed.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether there is He Yutong or not, and the left and right are not important people.

He Xi clicked his tongue twice.

"Xia Yue'an is so unscrupulous, taking action like this? You don't even cover it up?"

Ji Guan sneered: "She just wants everyone to know that going against her will not end well."

"The Feng family gave her a lot of courage."

Wang Ranran smiled and showed his fangs, "There will be no good end. We have been against each other for so long. It would be very ugly to stop now."

"It's true that the Feng family's recent actions are a bit strange. Is there anything strange about the He family?"

He Xi shook his head.

Wang Ranran thought about it for a while and stopped worrying, "I don't care, I'll ask Shu Shu if she can come out to play."

After receiving the news, Jing Shishu had already returned to her home, so naturally she didn't go out again.

Ni Yizhi had received the calligraphy and painting from her a long time ago. He had never seen anyone, so he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Talk to her enthusiastically.

When he saw her, he kept talking non-stop, leaving no one else with a chance to speak.

Stopping at this moment, Jing Shishu glanced at the person next to Nuo Zengrou, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old and looked a little quiet.

Nuo Zengrou noticed her gaze and explained it to her in one breath.

"His name is Ni Yubo. He is the heir chosen by the Yi family before. However, because of his biological parents, he has never been accepted to live with the Ni family."

The five families have long known about the Jing family's decision that Jing Shishu will never become the heir, so now the five families are making arrangements for the heir.

After hearing Nuo Zengrou's words, Ni Yizhi remembered that he hadn't introduced him to Jing Shishu yet.

Ni Yizhi pulled Jing Shishu and smiled at Niyu Bo: "Come on, come on, let's get to know each other, Xiaobo, this is your sister Jing Shishu."

Ni Yubo called her sister very cautiously.

Jing Shishu and Min Yubo looked at each other, smiled, and said bluntly: "I was negligent. My sister will bring you a gift next time."

Ni Yubo seemed a little timid and hurriedly looked away.

Ni Yizhi scowled and said reproachfully: "I see so many people outside and even bring gifts."

Jing Shishu and Erlao Ni changed the topic, but Wu Shize behind her honestly made a note of picking out gifts.

During this period, Ni Yubo didn't interrupt once. He sat quietly beside him, rarely even raising his head to look at anyone.

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