"This bastard...has no idea how to cherish a lady."
Seeing the ever-changing expressions on Xia Mutong's face, Ling Chen felt somewhat uneasy. After all, as a man, he should take more responsibility for this kind of situation—it was not something that could justly be blamed on a woman.
He gave a helpless smile and said, "Officer Xia, I..."
"Shut up!" Xia Mutong's pretty face turned beet red, and her eyes blazed with fury, "Ling Chen, you have some nerve to dare... to do that to me..." She gritted her teeth, but she couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.
"Officer Xia, you can't wrong someone without proof. I admit I bear a lot of the responsibility, but this isn't all my fault either..."
"Shut up," Xia Mutong bit her lip, feeling furious and indignant, but at the same time, she was disturbed by some strange thoughts that she couldn't quite articulate.
Knock knock knock!
"Open up! Open up! Police room check!"