Yan Song buried Yun Ya’s head in his chest, not allowing anyone to see her face, his thin lips curling into a mocking arc as he strode towards the police car, his long legs crossing over as he got in. Li Weiguo glanced at the youth, having been struck by his imposing aura the moment he laid eyes on him. Wondering if he was someone influential, he, having been in the police force for so long, knew all too well which people could be messed with and which couldn’t. For a moment, his heart twitched uncomfortably. Jin Hu limped over, whispering into his ear, "Brother Li, if you can help me get even with these bastards, you won’t miss out on the benefits. Isn’t your son trying to transfer to Bilingual International Primary School? I have a big brother who oversees that area. The head of academic affairs at their school is pretty tight with my big brother. I can get your son transferred there, and ensure he receives all sorts of special care." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel-fire.ɴet These words undoubtedly hit Li Weiguo’s soft spot. He cast a glance at Jin Hu and said, "It’s a deal." Jin Hu’s lips curled into a smile, tugging at the wound on his face, causing him to grimace in pain, his eyes fierce, "It’s a deal." He cast a cold glance at Yan Song sitting in the police car, a trace of spite crossing his eyes. ’Just enjoy the little present I’m going to send your way.’ Yan Song closed his eyes, feigning sleep, seemingly indifferent to everything happening outside. "Xiao Zhao, you wait for Xiao Zhang to come back with you, I’ll head back to the office first," he patted Jin Hu on the shoulder, "You all need to back to the station to make a statement, go through the motions." Jin Hu nodded, "I understand the rules." Li Weiguo was pleased with his understanding and climbed into the car. Yun Ya secretly tugged at his sleeve, whispering, "Brother Yan, I could make a call and get Uncle Chang to save us." Just a couple of cops, they weren’t much. Yan Song patted her on the head, "No need." Yun Ya’s round eyes widened in surprise. Yan Song kissed her on the lips, smiling, "Uncle Chang doesn’t need to bother with this sort of thing." But Yun Ya still made the call to Uncle Chang, wanting him to properly deal with this bunch of hoodlums, to soothe her resentment. She took out her phone and dialed Uncle Chang’s number right in front of Li Weiguo, said a couple of words, then looked up at Yan Song, "Brother Yan, which police station is it?" Li Weiguo saw that the youth had been holding a girl the entire time, her head buried in his arms, her body covered with a black trench coat. He could only hear rustling sounds and couldn’t see her face at all, prompting him to snort coldly. "Who’s that in your arms?" Li Weiguo demanded coldly. Yun Ya curled her lips in distaste. Yan Song glanced at him with cold eyes, and for some reason, that icy gaze made Li Weiguo’s heart tense, turning his expression even colder. "That’s my privacy, and I have the right to refuse to answer," Yan Song replied. Li Weiguo slapped his thigh angrily, his voice cold, "You’re suspected of causing trouble, I have the right to interrogate you. Answer my question." Yun Ya cursed inwardly at his pretentiousness. ’Just wait until we get to the station and see how Brother Yan deals with you.’ Yan Song simply closed his eyes, couldn’t be bothered with him anymore. Li Weiguo suppressed a surge of frustration, clenched his teeth, ’Just you wait.’ Upon reaching the police station, two junior officers ran over. Li Weiguo got out of the car and instructed them, "Take him to the interrogation room." The sight of long legs stepping out of the car came first. They were slender and straight; even the junior officers were stunned by their attractiveness, rivaling that of a supermodel’s. The large foot in military boots planted firmly on the ground, and at that moment, the two felt their hearts skip as if that foot was pressing down on their chest. The youth, holding someone in his arms, got out and stood tall, his imposing figure nearly blocking the moonlight, exerting a powerful pressure that made the two officers’ legs go weak. They could hardly dare to look into those eyes. Stealing a quick glance from the corner of their eye, they noticed the person wrapped in a black coat, evidently a young woman based on the visible skirt hem, and tried to sneak a peek further up... Those dark eyes were like the night, deep and cold—as if they were two sharp daggers, emitting a chilling glint, intimidating! The two officers shuddered and quickly averted their gaze. Li Weiguo cursed them inwardly for being cowards and barked, "Well? Aren’t you going to bring them in?" "Yes, yes." Having spent many years in the police force, Li Weiguo was considered the second-in-command next to the chief. As the most capable enforcement figure in the station, his orders were the law there. Having a short temper himself, he was usually followed without question by the junior officers. Yan Song took long strides towards the inside of the station. The two exchanged a look and hurriedly followed with their shorter strides. The police station lobby was quiet late at night, with just one duty officer, a female clerk, propping up her head, almost asleep, until the sound of footsteps made her reflexively stand up and salute with her eyes closed.