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Duan Jisong didn't pay any attention to Lu Qianqian and turned to look at Jiang Ran, so he didn't hear what she was saying on the phone.

The young policeman's previously gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly gave Lu Qianqian a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to vent your anger today." After hanging up the phone, Lu Qianqian comforted the young police officer without any attempt to hide her feelings.

Despite Granny Duan's continued mockery and attempts to slip away, the young policeman had already closed the door, preventing anyone from leaving.

When other police officers tried to smooth things over, he refused to back down.

In the waiting room, Xia Ying's face was pale and her lips were dull. Lu Qianqian felt heartbroken seeing her like this.

"It's all my fault for insisting on dragging you out shopping. Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened."

Xia Ying immediately grabbed her hand and said, "Qianqian, it's not your fault. If anyone is at fault, it's the one who hurt them. They ruined our holiday."

"Yes, Yingying, I will definitely make them apologize and compensate you. I will not let them off easily."

The police officer outside couldn't stop them. Even though Duan Jisong didn't train in the army like Duan Jichen, he had trained on his own for many years and was quite strong. He pulled the police officer aside and helped Jiang Ran and Duan's mother leave.

Before leaving, he deliberately went to the door of the waiting room and said to Xia Ying inside, "Xia Ying, my patience has its limits. You've repeatedly provoked my family. Don't say my family doesn't have what you want; even if they did, I wouldn't give it to you. And you deserved to be injured this time. Don't even think about getting a single penny from the Duan family!"

"Finally, let me add one more thing: District Director Lu Huaisheng is my friend. You don't want to be unable to survive in the future, do you?"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

So they didn't hear Lu Qianqian's angry voice: "Lu Huaisheng is still my older brother, do you think I'm as arrogant as you? Bullying others by relying on your power, you're disgusting!"

Xia Ying patted her back to help, saying, "Qianqian, don't breathe. Brother Lu, he probably doesn't know..."

"Yes, I'll call my older brother too. Yingying, don't move around."

Xia Ying watched Lu Qianqian rush out, her eyes lowered and misty. She and Lu Qianqian had only known each other for a few days, yet the other was so kind to her, leaving her unsure how to repay her.

But when she gently touched the gauze on her forehead, her eyes regained their determination.

She has to get hurt and bleed a little; it's nothing to her.

Being injured makes her, who is already in a vulnerable position, even more pitiful.

It can also expose the true colors of the instigator, who is eager to abuse their power for personal gain. What's the difference between that and digging their own grave?

To Lu Qianqian's surprise, the first person to arrive at the police station was her own older brother.

"Big brother... Yingying is injured..."

Lu Qianqian spoke softly, watching as Lu Huaisheng, with a sullen face, quickened his pace and entered the waiting room.

Lu Huaisheng immediately noticed Xia Ying, whose head was covered with gauze. At this moment, her beautiful face was completely bloodless, like a sickly beauty with an icy heart, swaying precariously, as if she would shatter at any moment.

His eyes were dark and cold, filled with unreadable emotions. Yet, the black storm emanating from him almost suffocated those present.

"Explain the situation."

As soon as he spoke, the young policeman immediately snapped out of his daze, picked up the pen and handed it over, recounting everything that had just happened.

An older police officer seized the opportunity to say, "He even called Director Liu specifically, saying he was your friend."

The junior police officer added, "Yes, sir, before he left, he threatened the two women, saying that he was friends with you and that he would make it impossible for one of them to survive."

Lu Huaisheng silently read through both sets of statements, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and handed the document to his secretary, saying, "Proceed according to procedure. Oh, and remember to contact Chief Lu and inform him that his soldiers have committed serious disciplinary violations."

"Big brother, I called Dad." After saying that, Lu Qianqian added, "They first used your name to shirk all responsibility, so I... Big brother, I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong."

Lu Huaisheng was talking to Lu Qianqian, but his eyes were fixed on Xia Ying. Since he arrived, Xia Ying hadn't said a word to him. Was she even more heartbroken because of what the Duan family had done to her?

Or did she really believe Duan Jichen's words and think that he would take action against her?

These chaotic thoughts overwhelmed Lu Huaisheng's reason, causing him to lose some of his judgment. Or rather, after seeing the injured Xia Ying, he had lost all reason.

"Yingying, let me take you home first."

When he spoke, Lu Qianqian was somewhat shocked. When did her older brother become so close to Yingying and so kind-hearted?

"Thank you." Xia Ying said politely but distantly, sitting in the back seat with Lu Qianqian, closing her eyes and leaning on her shoulder.

Lu Huaisheng's secretary stayed behind to handle the matter and happened to run into Lu's bodyguard.

The two were in direct contact to discuss the situation, and neither dared to take it lightly.

Back at the Lu family home, Xia Ying was being helped upstairs by Lu Qianqian.

The next moment, she was suddenly grabbed and hugged around the waist.

"I'll take you back to your room."

It was Lu Huaisheng.

He led Xia Ying to the bed in the room on the second floor with steady steps.

"I will give you an answer to this matter. Duan Jichen is indeed my friend, but I love my job and have no intention of being dismissed for the time being. So..."

"I know, Brother Lu, you don't need to explain."

Xia Ying interrupted him, tilting her head slightly and saying weakly, "This time, it was my fault, and I'm the one who should apologize and thank you, Qianqian."

"I don't need these." Lu Huaisheng pursed his lips, clearly disliking Xia Ying's aloofness and politeness.

"What do you need...?"

Lu Huaisheng lowered his head, moved closer to Xia Ying, propped himself up with his arms, and trapped her against the headboard and in his arms.

Without the slightest hesitation, he placed a light, fleeting kiss on Xia Ying's lips.

"This is enough."

His movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.

After quickly standing up, he said, "I still have work to do. See you tonight."

Then, he quickened his pace and left the room, more like he was running away.

Xia Ying gently touched her lips with her fingers, and after a while, a barely perceptible laugh escaped her throat.

"Sir, this is all the information we've gathered. It's true that the Duan family started by provoking the two women, even verbally abusing them. They even... practiced feudal superstition, blaming the women for their son's death."

Commander Lu, a righteous middle-aged man, raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Connect to the political commissar and call him. What will become of this kind of soldier if he's allowed to climb any higher?!"

Lu Huaisheng also found Director Liu and explained the situation, which immediately frightened the other party into breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Director, the injured person is my sister's... friend." Lu Huaisheng's pause made Director Liu's heart jump into his throat.

"As for Duan Jichen, he is also my friend. Therefore, I must avoid any appearance of impropriety. This matter still requires your personal investigation and decision."

Upon hearing this, Director Liu knew perfectly well that Lu Huaisheng was giving him a way out, and immediately agreed.

After getting off work, Lu Huaisheng remained silent in his study for a long time.

His fingers gently traced the notes copied on the table, half of his face shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to discern his emotions.