The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

The character that I worked so hard to build up over the years is completely ruined!

Nan Jiaojiao still refused to let her go. Now her scalp tingled whenever she heard this bitch's voice.

"Stop talking. I admit that I made malicious assumptions about you in the hospital..."

"Just malicious speculation?" Nan Jiaojiao insisted on nitpicking on the words and wouldn't let go.

"Do you know why I didn't give you a chance to tell the truth before I made the evidence public?"

Song Yuan didn't dare to respond, for she was afraid that there was another trap waiting for her. But everyone in the hall was looking at her. No police officer was doing his or her job. They all gathered around to watch the fun. Being stared at by so many eyes, she felt embarrassed as if she was being executed in public.

I had no choice but to answer, "Why?"

"Because you are not honest. Even if I give you a chance, you will only try to throw dirty water on me. It's better not to ask. I don't have that much time to waste here with you."

Song Yuan: “…”

"Oh, by the way, police officer, let me ask, does her behavior count as multiple crimes? For the car accident, she should be detained, right?"

The police officer said: "The evidence is irrefutable. We cannot detain you for now, but we want Miss Song to stay and cooperate with the investigation."

"I don't want to! I can't stay! I'll get you my driver. I really don't know anything!"

Song Yuan was on the verge of collapse. Being pushed to this point, she finally couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears. She moved her wheelchair and tried to pull Nan Jiaojiao, but Nan Jiaojiao's good legs were faster than two wheels and her trouser legs didn't even touch her.

"Jiaojiao, can you help me speak up for me? I am really innocent and everything I said is true. I will never hurt you. Aren't we friends..."

Who the hell is friends with her!

Nan Jiaojiao sighed and patted Song Yuan on the shoulder. "Miss Song, I gave you a chance. The live broadcast lasted half an hour. You acted well but couldn't speak clearly. I asked you to come to the police station for half an hour. If you had wanted to tell the truth and apologize to me, why did you put yourself in this situation? You have brought this upon yourself. Just bear with it. I can't help you."

After a pause, she added seriously: "After all, I am also a victim." Song Yuan grabbed her hand, "Jiaojiao, I really didn't hurt you."

"But you hurt me!"

Nan Jiaojiao pushed her hand away and took a few steps away, staying away from the germs.

"Uncle police, do you still need me to stay and cooperate with the investigation?"

"Not for now, you can go. If you need anything, please take some time out, Miss Nan. We will process your report."

Nan Jiaojiao folded her hands in front of her stomach, without bending over, and tilted her head slightly downwards, her posture very respectful, "Okay, then I'll trouble the police uncle."

The police officer nodded and said, "I'll have someone take you there."

"No need to send me off, it's just a few steps away, our car is right outside, don't worry, officer, it's safe."

Since Nan Jiaojiao wanted to leave, Chu Yao naturally wouldn't keep her.

The police who were watching the fun were ordered by the police officer to disperse and do their own things. Behind them, they heard Song Yuan's crying voice. When they reached the door, Song Yuan began to clamor, asking the police to talk to her lawyer and that she had the right to remain silent.

It's already like this, why bother?

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the phone that Chu Yao was holding and said, "Refund it."

"Row."

Chu Yao picked up her phone and wanted to turn it off, but suddenly her celebrity manners came into play. She faced the camera and chatted with her fans for a few words before turning off the live broadcast. (End of this chapter)