The police officer who was recording a confession for Shen Haoxuan saw this and immediately said: "Your injury has constituted a minor injury. Once we file a case, we can hold the other party criminally responsible. It is no trivial to intentionally injure someone."

When Shen Haoxuan heard this, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, the lawyer quickly stepped forward and said, "Sorry, comrade police, Mr. Shen has not done an injury assessment yet. In my opinion, this injury is at most a minor injury. We do not intend to pursue it, we just want to reconcile."

Shen Haoxuan's face looked very ugly, with a gloomy face and no words were said.

The police almost laughed in anger, "Do you think this injury is a minor injury?"

"Yes, yes!" Shen Haoxuan seemed to be unable to bear it and said angrily, "Don't you know my own injury? Anyway, you haven't officially filed a case yet. I don't plan to pursue it now. No? Do I have no right? "

He had a loud voice, and for a moment, all the police officers in the office looked over.

The police officer in front of Shen Haoxuan looked at him quietly for a while and said, "Are you sure you are slightly injured? Are you sure you will not pursue the matter?"

"I'm sure, how many more times do I have to say it?" Shen Haoxuan said impatiently.

"Okay." said the police officer, "I'll go and give you a certificate now, wait."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the room where Song Qianxing was recording his confession. He knocked on the door and walked in.

Not long after, the door opened from the inside again. The policeman first walked out, then Rong Heng, then two other policemen who confessed to the director, and finally Song Qianxing.

Although it was the cold weather at the beginning of the new year, she was still thin, with a short coat and a short skirt, which made people feel cold.

She walked at the end of several people, drooping her eyes, as if she had been exhausted by the previous process of recording confessions, or she was too lazy to look up at the people and things around her.

However, without waiting for her to raise her eyes, a piece of clothing with human body warmth suddenly appeared on her body, wrapping her whole body.

Song Qianxing had already lowered his eyes and saw the men's long coat at first glance, which was low-key and calm gray-black, and was faintly stained with a faint sense of familiarity.

She slowly raised her head, revealing her delicate but red face that seemed to be forever bruised and swollen, and looked at the person standing beside her.

Huo Jinbei took off his coat and put on black trousers and white shirt. He was straight and neat, and was outrageously simple and clean.

Song Qianxing stared at him expressionlessly for a while, and was about to reach out and pull off the coat he was draped on him, Huo Jinbei had already held her hand and "put it on."

Song Qianxing rolled his eyes, "I'm not cold."

“Wear it too.”

Rong Heng looked at the two people in front of him, coughed lightly, and said, "That, there is heating here, it's really not cold... But it's hard to say after you go out."

"It's my own business to freeze to death, and I won't cause trouble for you," said Song Qianxing.

As Song Qianxing said, he broke away from Huo Jinbei's hand.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sneer coming from the front, followed by two perfunctory applause.

Song Qianxing looked at the sound, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

Shen Haoxuan, who was still stained with gauze on his head, sat lazily in the chair. After applauding, he looked at the two people in front of him with great fun and said, "It's interesting. I heard that you are my wife's best friend, why are you so ambiguous with the little face beside her?"

Seeing him, Song Qianxing was already angry enough. When he heard what he said, he picked up a teacup on his hand.

However, without waiting for her to raise her hand, Huo Jinbei had already stopped her, looked at the things in her hand, and "let it go."

Song Qianxing paused, Rong Heng had already snatched the teacup from her hand and said coldly: "Are you a little conscious? Is this a place? This is the police station! Do you still want to do it here? Do you think you have caused not enough trouble? Finally, the other party doesn't pursue it now, and you are still arrogant, right?"

Facing the two people who were in charge of their hands at the same time, Song Qianxing seemed to feel bored. After sneering, he walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

Huo Jinbei kept watching her sit down, then turned to look at Rong Heng again, "There should be a medicine box here, right?"

Rong Heng responded, turned around and asked the police officer next to him. Soon someone brought the medicine box over.

Huo Jinbei reached out to take it, walked to Song Qianxing with the medicine box, and said, "I'll treat you a simple wound."

"No need." Song Qianxing said.

Huo Jinbei didn't care whether she needed it or not, and he hurt his hand on his own.

"Hiss--" Song Qianxing was touched by him and took a breath of cold air.

Huo Jinbei's hands were still as steady as a machine, and his voice was not much turbulent, and he just said, "Have it done."

If someone else had changed, Song Qianxing might have kicked him up early in the morning.

In fact, when facing him, she also wanted to kick her foot, but her foot was already eager to try, but what flashed through her mind was the situation where he had a car accident not long ago. Somehow, her nerves became numb, and then her foot could no longer be lifted.

However, Shen Haoxuan's sneer came from behind again, "Do my wife know that you two are like this?"

Hearing this sound, Song Qianxing lowered his eyes and was about to stand up, but he was forced back by the movements in Huo Jinbei's hand, "Sit down and don't move."

On the other hand, a police officer warned Shen Haoxuan, Rong Heng looked around the office and asked, "Has Miss Zhuang left?"

Before Huo Jinbei answered, Song Qianxing was stunned, "Is Yibo here?"

Rong Heng responded and said, "Aren't you here just now?"

"Go to the bathroom." Huo Jinbei responded lightly.

However, the next moment, Song Qianxing had already reached out to hold his arm, regardless of the pain of the wounds on his face, pushed him away with force, got up and walked towards the door.

Huo Jinbei turned to look at her back, said nothing, but lowered his head and put away the medicine in his hand.

Rong Heng turned his head and glanced at Shen Haoxuan, then said, "Do you know why the other party doesn't pursue it?"

Huo Jinbei said: "It's probably because of Qianxing's origin...Shen Haoxuan received the order and refused to give up the investigation."

Rong Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Huo Jinbei put away his things and then looked at Rong Heng again, "Did she say why she suddenly attacked Shen Haoxuan?"

Rong Heng shook his head and said, "You didn't say anything. You know what kind of temper she is. She doesn't say a word for a long time, or she just tosses and repeats it over and over again, just to look at the other person, so she takes action... Why, do you think there are other reasons?"

"Yes." Huo Jinbei responded.

“What is it?”

"I don't know." Huo Jinbei said, "but it should be related to the chat content of those people-because Shen Haoxuan avoided this issue just now."

After hearing this, Rong Heng couldn't help but frowned, "That might be the ones that humiliated Zhuang Yibo in their words, so they angered her to take action?"

Huo Jinbei paused and said again: "If it were just like this, then Shen Haoxuan shouldn't be so secretive."

"Then if there is another hidden truth, why should Qianxing hide it?" Rong Heng said in confusion.

Huo Jinbei frowned slightly, and could not express his opinion for the moment.
Chapter completed!