Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Luo Anning looked up at him in bewilderment and asked hesitantly, “Are you… not angry?”
I have been suspected of murder and there is sufficient evidence as well as eyewitnesses. There is even an arrest warrant. I just haven’t been prosecuted yet. Isn’t he angry?
Logically speaking, Rong Yan ought to be infuriated since he was usually angsty and short-tempered.
Why is he behaving so strangely then?
“Why should I be angry?” Rong Yan questioned. He then smacked her head.
“I’m being suspected of murder,” Luo Anning said, staring at him blankly.
“Did you commit murder then?”
“No!”
“Exactly.” Rong Yan sounded extremely nonchalant, as if he was just talking about the weather.
“Do you believe me?” Luo Anning asked in astonishment, staring at him with her eyes wide open.
Upon hearing her words, Rong Yan’s face turned sullen, as if it would be mushy for him to say that he believed her. After a moment of hesitation, he said, “You’re my wife.”
In other words, he was trying to say, who else should I trust, if not you?
Luo Anning teared up and glanced at Rong Yan, finding him to be extremely pleasing to the eye. She even found his bad temper to be adorable.
Although they did not have feelings for each other, they were married. It was not like him to not blame or criticize her at this juncture. Instead, he chose to believe her. She suddenly felt that Rong Yan was kind hearted even though he was bad-tempered and was rather erratic.
At least, he chose to believe her during such a grave situation. That was much more heartwarming than a vow.
Rong Yan grabbed her wrist and his beautiful brows furrowed. He slowly grazed his finger against the red welts on her arm and asked, “Does it hurt?”
“I’m not that fragile. A small injury like this won’t hurt,” Luo Anning shook her head and chuckled.
It was the first smile that had graced her face ever since she was handcuffed and sent to the police station.
However, her smile made Rong Yan’s eyes constrict and he grew even angrier. He barked, “Chen Keming, hurry up and remove the handcuffs!”
The head of the police department who was in his forties, was actually at the beck and call of a 20-something-year-old chap, Rong Yan. How could he not be embarrassed?
Chen Keming frantically snatched the key away from the police officer and scurried towards Luo Anning to unlock the handcuffs.
All of the police officers hurriedly looked down, for fear that Rong Yan would vent his anger on them.
Honestly, they wouldn’t have had the guts to arrest Luo Anning if it weren’t because of the First Lady’s instructions…
The First Lady did not command as much power as Rong Yan did in S City, and his influence over the citizens in Asia were not to be trifled with. A slight mistake committed by the policeman would result in the police station being destroyed, just like what Rong Yan said.
Apart from letting Rong Yan bail Luo Anning out, they would be willing to do anything to serve her and please her without any objections.
After the handcuffs were removed, Luo Anning rubbed her wrist and glanced at Rong Yan before asking softly, “Young Master Rong, aren’t you acting a little too hysterically? We’re in a police station after all… ”