Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"The same thing, our boss succeeded, you failed, so you were wronged? Your logic is not good, so stupid, why don't you go to heaven?"

Ye Shayan's words made Jim more and more aware that she was a stupid woman with a face and figure, but no brain.

"Yaquan promised to let me go, what are you doing? Go away! I don't want to see you!"

Ye Shayan knew that she was wrong first, but in the end she ended up with grievances and resentment in her heart.

Jim looked at the hideous Ye Shayan. He didn't want to make this matter in the hospital, but the task still had to be completed.

"I'm just here to remind you that the police will be here soon. What should you say about the injuries on your body? You'd better know them in your heart. Otherwise, don't blame me for not being merciful!"

Jim, with his hands on the end of the bed, let go and slowly straightened up.

Standing tall at the end of the single bed, he was like a big mountain, which invisibly brought great pressure to Ye Shayan.

"Get out, get out of here!"

Ye Shayan, with a hideous and contorted face, shook her head excitedly, and her whole person seemed to show signs of madness.

She didn't want to see Jim at all!

"I will roll, but I won't roll too far. For the sake of our sleep, I remind you that you'd better speak up."

When Jim turned and left, he thought he kindly reminded Ye Shayan.

"roll!"

Ye Shayan endured the pain in her chest and roared.

Just a few minutes after Jim left, Ye Shayan, who was a little excited, heard a bustling sound from the corridor outside.

It didn't take long before she saw the nurse leading two tall men in police uniforms into her ward.

"My God, what's going on? How could you do this?"

As soon as the nurse entered the ward, she saw that the beds were crooked, Ye Shayan was also disheveled, and the quilts and buttons were scattered on the ground. She exclaimed and walked quickly towards her.

Ye Shayan didn't say anything, and let the nurse help her, pick up the quilt, and put it on her body.

After the nurse had done this, the two police officers walked to her bed.

"What's your name? We are the police and I want to ask you something."

The black Job took out paper and pen and looked at Ye Shayan.

Ye Shayan lay flat on the hospital bed, covered with a quilt, and looked at him with only one head exposed.

"Ask you, answer."

Job looked at Ye Shayan who was silent, waited five seconds to see that Ye Shayan still did not speak, and said again.

"Yes Shayan."

Ye Shayan's voice seemed weak and weak.

It was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and the evening sun shone in from the window, coating Ye Shayan on the bed with a warm yellow light.

But it was so warm, obviously unable to penetrate her skin and shine into her heart.

"Where did you go last night? What did you do?"

After Job recorded Ye Shayan's name, he continued to ask.

"Go to the bar for a drink with my boyfriend."

Ye Shayan said after hesitating for a few seconds.

"What's your boyfriend's name?"

Steve didn't look up, and he recorded it in business.

Ye Shayan's eyes flashed slightly, and finally said: "I don't know."

She can't say Brown's name, Brown will ignore her.

And Jim's name, obviously she can't say.

"What's your boyfriend's name, don't you know?"

Job was finally willing to raise his eyes and carefully examined Ye Shayan.