In the police station, Ye Fan was locked in a small dark room, where he had been sitting continuously for over three hours.
"Sigh, a woman's mind is indeed narrow. Is it necessary to hold a private grudge just because I refused a meal with her? I'm clearly the victim, yet I'm ignored and locked up in this dark room," Ye Fan lamented.
Another half-hour passed, and the door to the dark room was finally opened. A police officer brought him into a spartan interrogation room and seated him.
"Stay put, don't fidget!" the officer warned Ye Fan and then turned to leave the interrogation room.
A few minutes later, the door to the interrogation room was pushed open, and Ye Fan looked up to see Zhao Lina walking in with an icy face.
With a "bang," Zhao Lina closed the door behind her.
"Hehe, Officer Zhao, the beautiful, I didn't expect to see you again," Ye Fan said with a smile playing on his lips, in a flippant tone, "We must really be fated."