In the police station of the city of Shushui, Ling Chen was interrogated separately from his subordinates and the gangsters who were fighting.
No police officer dared to enter the interrogation room that Ling Chen was in.
Jane Fan angrily glared at his coworking colleague and was about to enter the interrogation room.
Before his hand could touch the door handle, his arm was pulled back by Zhou Tong, who had just made coffee.
"You really went in to interrogate him?" Zhou Tong pouted towards the interrogation room, as if he had seen a ghost.
Jian Fan's pretty face lifted up and the lines of his sharp chin were beautiful. Naturally, it revealed the air of righteousness that came from a public official.
"I say, Tongtong, what's wrong with you? "I won't be lenient on matters of business. Isn't this what you taught me on my first day here?"
The coffee Zhou Tong just swallowed was stuck in her throat and she almost choked herself to death, "That's right, but do you have to treat special things specially. You've only been here for two to three days, so you might not know too much about the situation in Drifting Water City. This Ling Chen is the chairman of Ling Qi Group, and he's so rich and powerful that even Director Yan has to avoid him, we can't afford to offend him. "
Jane Fan's big black eyes darted around again and again. She had just returned from training in the United States. She was really unfamiliar with the situation in Shallow Water City.
Zhou Tong was her roommate, her only friend in these three days. Since she had come to persuade her, she now had some sense of propriety in her heart.
"I understand. Don't worry, I'll just follow the rules and make a statement." I just came and haven't gotten stuck. I won't make things difficult for myself. " Jane Fan gave her a comforting smile.
"Then be careful." Zhou Tong let go and carried the coffee back to his seat.
He had just left the military academy, and the fervent desire to serve his country had not yet subsided. The CEO of the Ling family, no matter how strong he was, would be punished as if he had committed a crime.
Jian Fan just didn't want Zhou Tong to worry. After entering, of course he would do whatever he had to do.
The door of the interrogation room was opened. As soon as Jian Chen pushed the door open, he saw Ling Chen reclining in his chair with a satisfied expression. One of his hands was on the table and there was a cup of steaming hot coffee beside him.
The tender pink cheeks jumped up and down. If it wasn't for Zhou Tong's prior instructions, she would have definitely poured this cup of coffee onto his face.
Gathering a crowd to fight, yet you're still so arrogant when it comes to causing trouble. He really thinks of himself as a king.
"Bam!" The door to the interrogation room slammed shut, and Jane Fan slowly sat down across from him.
Ling Chen smirked as he tried to suppress the excitement in his heart. He looked at her carefully.
Jian Fan's heart skipped a beat and he felt dizzy from losing weight. She was at a loss of what to do.
His chisel-like face was too deep and handsome. The smile on his face was so wide that even his breath was dangerous like a cheetah.
His gaze was too dark, causing her to feel slightly panicked.
In an instant, he suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. Jian Fan coldly raised his head and opened the interrogation book in his hand. "What's your name?"
Ling Chen put down his legs, and moved closer to her face. His expression changed slightly: "Just now, there were so many people, yet you pretended that you didn't recognize me. Now, there are only the two of us, are you still going to continue pretending? "Jian Fan!"
"Alright, I know even if you didn't say it. Zhou Tong told me just now. You're called Ling Chen, right?" The light in his eyes was too hot, and Jane Fan was not used to it. His gaze was lowered slightly as he wrote down his name on a piece of paper.
This scene was different than what he had imagined countless times. He had even imagined that when she reappeared, she would still be pointing a gun at him, and even more so, she would never appear again. But now? She actually didn't know him!
She looked at him as if she were looking at a stranger, as if she didn't know him at all. This caused him, who had already been suffering for a year, to feel even more stifled, as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Jane Fan, answer me when you look in my eyes. Do you really not know me?"
He suddenly became serious, letting the air cool down.
Jian Fan was so angry that his beautiful face turned red. He raised his chin to look into his eyes and said word by word with a serious expression, "I didn't know you an hour ago, but now I know you."
"Is that so?" Ling Chen narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous glint, as if he wanted to tear her apart and see if she was lying or if she was a stranger whose name and appearance were similar to Jian Chen's.
"Alright, Mr. Ling, as long as you cooperate obediently and record the confession, you will be released on bail. It's not good for you or for me to keep delaying. " Jian Fan felt a pang of guilt in his eyes, but she still could not figure out where this pang of guilt came from.
"Alright." Ling Chen calmed his emotions and did not get angry. Instead, he nodded his head and said, "What do you want to know? Tell me."
"Why fight?"
Jian Fan, who was wearing a police uniform, was exceptionally eye-catching. His long and smooth black hair was rolled into his hat, less charming and more capable than before.
Her skin was very good. Even after a year of collective training, she was still tender enough to pinch water out of her skin. The oval face under the hat was especially prominent. A pair of bright, cut eyes were as clear as water, without a single trace of impurity.
Her appearance and voice were still the same as Jian Fan's, but she seemed to have changed somehow.
Ling Chen stared blankly at her face, his seven souls had already been hooked. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to find out whether or not she was his Jian Fan today.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? I haven't even answered your question. " Jian Fan knocked on the table impatiently and called back Ling Chen's wandering consciousness.
"Come here. Come here, I'll tell you in secret." Ling Chen gestured towards her.
Jian Fan looked at him defensively. "Say, I can hear you, and there's no one else here."
Ling Chen pointed at the closed-circuit television in the upper left corner: "Isn't that still recording? What are you afraid of? It's not like I'm going to eat you. "
Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows, causing the entire place to be in a mess.
"Stop playing tricks on me." Jian Fan glared at him. Towards this kind of young scoundrel, she really didn't have any good impression of him.
Following the movements of Ling Chen's hooked hands, Jian Fan's ears moved closer to his body.
Just when she thought there would be an explanation, she felt a warm, moist heat rush into her ears, startling her. Before she could escape, her exquisite earlobes were suddenly sucked into the man's mouth. Then, with a forceful pinch, the pain caused her eyes to shine with golden stars, and tears to gush out.
"Oh!" Jian Fan cried out in pain, he was caught off guard, and his steel-like fist followed up with an attack.
Ling Chen's mouth loosened, and he quickly moved backwards, easily dodging her heavy punch.
Before he could retract his fist, he was caught by Ling Chen, causing him to pinch in pain.
"Tell me, where have you been all this year?" His hawk-like eyes were suffused with a frightful cold light, and his stern expression was even colder than the arctic icebergs.
Jian Fan was a bit confused, but he was still intimidated by Shi Yan's emotions. He was startled, "What does it have to do with you that I'm going? Mister Ling seems to have overstepped his boundaries, right? "
"You haven't answered my question!" He stared intently at her slit eyes, trying to catch something.
But he was disappointed.
Her eyes were filled with unfamiliarity and disgust!
He was a head taller than she was, but even on tiptoe she would look up at him without meaning to. "Have you forgotten to take your medicine?"
Ling Chen's breath stagnated, and a sharp tongue was a new skill she had learned. The breath that he breathed out was enough to ignite a fire. With a tug of his hand, Jian Fan fell into his embrace in a sorry state.
Although Jane had practiced it before, a woman's strength was still inferior to a man's. What's more, Ling Chen was an evil big brother who had started his family. If Jane Fan's fist was made of iron, then Ling Chen's fist was made of pure stainless steel.
Jian Fan's hands were tied behind his back. She wanted to struggle, but was restrained and unable to move.
What was even more infuriating was that the culprit, Ling Chen, was currently squinting his eyes as he watched her make a fool of herself.
"Hey, quickly let me go, you're an assault policeman."
Jian Fan raised his head. His eyes were red like a cat's, wanting to swallow Jian Chen whole.
"I'm not letting go. Xiaofan, you're still as wild as ever." Ling Chen held her tightly in his embrace with one free hand, as if he was hugging a treasure that he had lost and recovered.
His emotions were extremely complicated. Before today, he had been immersed in a sorrowful hell. However, after a fight, he had ascended to heaven.
If she didn't recognize him, he could. There were always ways for her to properly remember him.
Jane Fan's chest was heaving up and down. The air that he breathed out carried a scorching heat that penetrated through his thin shirt and onto his skin.
"Let go." Jian Fan lowered his voice as if he was enduring something.
"Not letting go." Ling Chen held his hands even tighter, wishing that he could completely crush her into his bones and blood. This little wild cat was clearly his Jian Fan.
Although they had only been together for three months, he had already traced out every inch of her skin and remembered every inch of her aura. How could he admit his wrongs? How could he let go of this reunion that he had been dreaming about so easily?
"Jane Fan, you are my woman, and you are destined to tangle with me for the rest of your life. Even if I have to die, I must leave behind my own mark. Therefore, do not run away, and even more so, do not leave me. "
"You idiot!" Before he finished his sentence, Jian Fan suddenly raised his head and used all his strength to smash towards his chest.
Ling Chen quickly retreated a few steps, barely dodging the vicious attack. However, the strength in his hands had also loosened. Jian Fan took the opportunity to break free and got into formation. Before Ling Chen could enter a meditative state, he swung his Tornado Kick over.
Ling Chen dodged to the side, and turned around to walk to Jian Fan's side.
Jian Fan already knew his cunning, so he didn't continue to attack. Instead, he used his right hand to support his body and jumped across the table.
Ling Chen glanced at the closed-circuit television above his head, then raised his hand and pulled the switch. He straightened his suit and glared viciously at Jian Fan, like a hungry cheetah staring at the food that he had been chasing for a long time.
"Not bad. He's still as agile as ever." Ling Chen smirked. He was clearly smiling, but this made Jian Fan truly feel cold.
She had just come back from America and had never been to Shallow Water. She had no idea when she had met someone like Ling Chen.
His pestering made her feel baffled and extremely hateful.
Her heart was beating so fast that she automatically ignored the embarrassment on her face.