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Ye Qian swallowed secretly, staring intently at Wang Yu's chest, and asked, "Do I really have to touch it?"

"Of course you have to touch it. What's wrong? Are you scared?" Wang Yu replied.

"Damn, am I scared? I'll touch it!" Ye Qian said. "Unlock my handcuffs."

Wang Yu actually walked over and unlocked Ye Qian's handcuffs. She stood in front of him, proudly thrusting out her chest and looking at Ye Qian defiantly. Ye Qian wasn't one to miss out on such an opportunity. He chuckled, reaching out towards Wang Yu's chest.

Ye Qian deliberately moved his hand slowly, not believing that the girl would really stand still and let him touch her. But to his surprise, Wang Yu didn't flinch at all; instead, her eyes were filled with provocation, as if daring Ye Qian to touch her. Damn it, might as well go for it, Ye Qian thought, and reached directly for her chest.

Just as his hand was about to make contact, Wang Yu suddenly revealed a mischievous smile. Ye Qian instantly realized something was wrong, but it was too late to pull his hand back. With a "click," Wang Yu handcuffed his wrist again. "Now I can charge you with attempting to molest a police officer," Wang Yu said triumphantly.

Ye Qian shook his head helplessly. The hunter had become the hunted. But Ye Qian wasn't someone to be easily outdone by a rookie. He shook his cuffed hand and said, "You want to frame me? You think you can just accuse me of molestation without any evidence?"

"Hmph!" Wang Yu had anticipated this reaction. She smiled confidently and said, "Our interrogation room has video surveillance. Everything that happened here was recorded. As long as I edit out the audio, it's solid evidence."

Ye Qian was taken aback. He hadn't expected the girl to be so cunning. "You forced me to do this," he said, not angry as Wang Yu had expected but rather smiling wickedly at her.

"What... what do you want to do?" Wang Yu finally began to feel nervous, forgetting her earlier arrogance and authority as a police officer. She now looked like a nervous little girl.

"Since you're going to charge me anyway, I might as well take advantage," Ye Qian said, shrugging.

"Don't you dare!" Wang Yu backed away step by step, trying to maintain her composure but clearly feeling the pressure.

"Why wouldn't I? Didn't you call me an unemployed hooligan? What can't a hooligan do?" Ye Qian said with a malicious grin.

With nowhere left to retreat, Wang Yu leaned against the wall, staring at Ye Qian with fear. "Don't do anything rash, or I'll never let you off," she warned.

Ye Qian placed his hands on the wall beside her, leaning closer and staring at her pale face. Wang Yu's breathing quickened due to nervousness, her chest heaving. "Ready?" Ye Qian asked with a wicked smile.

"Re... ready for what?" Wang Yu asked nervously.

"You know what," Ye Qian replied.

"You..." Wang Yu closed her eyes, resigning herself to her fate. "Fine, I'll just pretend it was a ghost. But I'll never let you off," she said.

"To die under the peony flower, even as a ghost, one would be happy," Ye Qian said, smiling slightly, and kissed Wang Yu on the lips. Wang Yu froze, her whole body stiffening. Her eyes widened in disbelief. This was her first kiss, and it had been stolen by a hooligan. She felt utterly wronged.

Ye Qian let her go, licking his lips. "Miss, you need some herbal tea to cool down. There's a strange taste in your mouth," he said, giving her chest a squeeze. The sensation of the 36F bust was indeed extraordinary.

"You... you..." Wang Yu, feeling both violated and humiliated, burst into tears. "Bastard! You scoundrel!" she shouted, running out.

Watching Wang Yu's retreating figure, Ye Qian was momentarily stunned, wondering if he had gone too far.

Wang Yu, pampered since childhood and always the center of attention, had never suffered such humiliation. Her tears flowed like a river. Yang Wei saw her crying as she ran out of the interrogation room and quickly approached her. "Xiaoyu, what happened?" he asked concernedly.

"None of your business! Get lost!" Wang Yu shoved Yang Wei aside and ran out.

Yang Wei, puzzled and angered by her reaction, watched her leave. "One day, I'll make you strip and sing 'Conquer' in front of me," he muttered, turning towards the interrogation room.

Entering the room, he saw Ye Qian sitting casually with his legs crossed. Anger surged within him. "Stand up!" Yang Wei shouted.

Ye Qian glanced at him and shrugged, standing up. "What is it, officer?" he asked.

"Did you just bully Xiaoyu?" Yang Wei demanded.

"And what does that have to do with you? What, you want revenge?" Ye Qian asked disdainfully, seeing Yang Wei's aggressive stance.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Yang Wei shouted, stepping closer.

"You can try," Ye Qian said coldly, his eyes glinting dangerously.

Yang Wei stared at Ye Qian but ultimately couldn't withstand his piercing gaze. Realizing Ye Qian might have some powerful backing, he decided not to escalate things immediately. He would check Ye Qian's background first and then decide his next move.

Suppressing his anger, Yang Wei shot Ye Qian a look before leaving the room.