Whoever Dares To Beat Her Son Must Want To Die

In the police station, Mo Yixuan sat there motionless like a sculpture, with a cold face. He answered whatever the policeman asked, all the questions answered truthfully.

Now that he dared to do, he was not afraid of anything.

The police knew him well. Therefore, instead of making things difficult for him, they even made him tea. However, they dared not offend the man he hurt either.

The policeman said with some embarrassment, "Well, Mr. Mo, although you were fighting, you were the one who started it after all, and you used sharp tools as well. If the other side intends to sue you, you still have to bear legal responsibility." The police told him the truth. They had no other way either. Besides, they had to enforce the law impartially at critical moments.

Mo Yixuan nodded. "I see."

Outside the police station, he hit his car with one punch and kicked it bitterly. He hated Ye Hao, but he hated himself even more.