The sirens of police cars came from afar, and Qi Wenwen instantly panicked. She knelt on the ground with a plop, grabbed Song Jiarenâs skirt, and sobbed. âJiaren, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this once. I beg you, I donât want to be imprisonedâ¦â
Song Jiaren pulled her hand away and said coldly, âI wonât forgive you, and you wonât escape the law!â
Song Jiaren walked over to the men and retrieved her silver needles.
After the police arrived, everyone was taken to the police station for a statement. After understanding the situation, the scar-faced manâs subordinates and Qi Wenwen were temporarily locked up at the detention center to await their sentence. The scar-faced man, accompanied by two police officers, was taken to the hospital by the ambulance that had rushed over.
The police handled the matter very quickly. The victim of this incident was Song Jiaren. If they didnât handle it well, it would be equivalent to offending the Song and Yan families.
When Song Jiaren walked out of the police station, she immediately saw Yan Cheng not far away. He was leaning against the black luxury car and the wind was blowing at the corner of his shirt. He looked very dashing.
Song Jiaren couldnât help but frown. Yan Cheng quickly walked to her side and asked with concern, âJiaren, are you hurt?â
Hearing this, Song Jiaren looked up at him with a hint of coldness in her eyes. She said angrily, âHow did you know about this? Did you get someone to follow me?â
There was a hint of disappointment in Yan Chengâs eyes. He looked into Songâs eyes and said in a low voice, âThe police chief knows that I care about you very much. He told me about this after he found out about you. I didnât follow you.â
Song Jiaren nodded while feeling a little awkward. Was this considered her wishful thinking? She cleared her throat and said, âThatâs good, Iâll get going first.â
Song Jiaren had just taken a step when Yan Cheng reached out to pull her back. His eyes were deep as he looked straight at her.
For a moment, Song Jiaren felt as if she was bewitched. After a few seconds, she came back to her senses and shook off Yan Chengâs arm with a frown. She said impatiently, âYan Cheng, what exactly do you want?â
Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and said in a low and hoarse voice, âI want you to forgive me. Weâ¦â
âImpossible! Iâm leaving first,â Song Jiaren said coldly. She didnât even look at Yan Cheng before leaving.
Song Jiaren hadnât taken a few steps when she suddenly thought of something. She turned around and asked, âDid you do something after Liu Meifeng fell off the cliff and died?â
Yan Cheng was silent for a while. When he looked up and saw that Song Jiaren was still looking at him, he frowned and said slowly, âShe fell to her death. I just made things a little easier.â
Song Jiaren gave him a long look. âThank you,â she said.
Things were not as simple as Yan Cheng had said. Even though Liu Baisheng and his son hated Liu Meifeng, she was still a member of the Liu family. If she died, the Liu family would definitely investigate the cause of her death. It definitely wouldnât be easy for Yan Cheng to suppress the powerful Liu family.
Yan Cheng quickly caught up with her and said, âJiaren, you didnât drive. Let me send you back.â
Song Jiaren glanced at him and did not reject him. After all, it was inconvenient to take a taxi at this hour. Yan Cheng opened the door for her and she got in. Yan Cheng sat beside her.
The two of them did not speak on the way. Wen Qing felt that the atmosphere in the car was strange. He was driving carefully while trying to reduce his presence.