At first glance, he felt only a stunning impact around his heart, and at the same time, four words flashed through his mind: ’valiant and heroic’.
The woman before him had a very delicate face. At the moment, she was naturally leaning against the wall, her lazy gaze carrying an intriguing flavor. What was stunning was the way she wore a white shirt with one button undone, contrasting sharply with the black tie. Most striking was her long black hair softly rested on her shoulders, delivering a visual impact like a character stepping out of a two-dimensional world, dashing and elegant, beyond the beauty of a woman, closer to the handsomeness of a man.
Yet her beauty and her looks were contradictory, with her curved eyebrows, long and slender phoenix eyes, a small and refined nose, and that small cherry-like mouth. Discarding that handsome exterior, she should entirely be a refined lady from a noble family. Updates are released by N()velFire.net
But reality is reality; this woman is not only not a noble lady but also a real tough woman.
The aura on this woman made him feel extremely familiar, he always thought he had seen her somewhere before, suddenly he remembered that woman An Nan, yes, that was it.
However, the woman in front of him had a more unbridled aura, while An Nan was more restrained and composed.
His fascinated gaze continued to fall on her, completely forgetting that this was still a detention room at the police station.
"Have you seen enough?" The handsome woman was irritated by his stare.
Shaking his head slowly, Han Xiayang answered honestly, "No, I think you’re very beautiful, not at all like a police officer." If it weren’t for this being the police station and that he was in the detention room brought in by this woman, he would really think she was some movie star.
However, his words did not bring the slightest smile to her face; instead, her cold laugh intensified, her words sharp and merciless: "It’s obvious you’re a playboy, quite a sweet talker. I just wonder if you can keep being sweet after 24 hours, I’m really looking forward to it."
Han Xiayang’s face changed suddenly: "What do you mean?"
The scornful female voice continued to ring in his ears: "The deputy chief said to detain you for 24 hours, he’s the superior, I can’t argue with that, but I can certainly let you go hungry for 24 hours, really a good idea, it’s happily decided."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and left. By the time Han Xiayang reacted, he heard the sound of the door locking.
"Damn it, let me out, or I won’t let you get away with this."
The female police officer outside remained unfazed, her face cold: "Alright, then I’ll wait to see how you won’t let me go, but you have to come out first to say that." As she finished speaking, she left proudly, and when passing by other officers, she didn’t forget to loudly instruct: "The man inside who’s dressed like a beast in human clothing, detain him for 24 hours, don’t give him anything to eat."
For the entire 24 hours, Han Xiayang really didn’t get a bite to eat, not even a sip of water, and no one came to find him. This made him deeply realize something—how poor his relationships were.
While Han Xiayang was suffering in the detention room, his good brother Lin Mubai was busy in the kitchen at An Nan’s house, his eyes occasionally glancing towards the pair in the living room, his face full of contentment.