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the next day.

Lin Long was still full of energy. He went to the kitchen as soon as it was light and made a sumptuous breakfast.

Chen Meirong lingered until the alarm rang three times before slowly dragging her tired body out of bed.

He exhausted me last night; the pleasure was real, but my body just couldn't take it anymore.

The dining table was already filled with delicious aromas. Chen Meirong washed her face and then went to iron the clothes that she had washed and dried for Lin Long the night before. She was standing on tiptoe, helping him button up the top button of his shirt.

Lin Long casually put his arm around her waist, led her to the dining table, and smiled as he pressed her into a chair: "Try it."

"Wow, this is such a feast!" Chen Meirong's eyes lit up instantly when she saw the shrimp dumplings, siu mai, char siu buns, and a bowl of steaming congee with preserved egg and lean pork on the table, and a happy expression spread across her face.

"Try it and see if it's good. If you like it, I'll make it for you every day from now on."

Chen Meirong couldn't wait to pick up a crystal shrimp dumpling that was translucent and take a bite. The delicious juice burst on her tongue, and the taste was even more authentic than that of the old restaurant in Wan Chai.

"It's really delicious!" She exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise, and nodded repeatedly.

"Then I'll do it every day from now on." Lin Long raised an eyebrow at her.

"Ah Long, you're so kind." Chen Meirong felt a warmth in her heart, leaned over, and planted a kiss on his cheek that smelled of shrimp dumplings.

Lin Long grasped her wrist, his fingertips caressing her smooth skin, and asked with a soft laugh, "So, how do you plan to thank me?"

Chen Meirong met the burning gaze in Lin Long's eyes, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly waved her hand: "Stop fooling around, I'm going to be late for work, and I have three surgeries to perform today."

"What's the rush? You'll have plenty of time after you finish eating." Lin Long reached out and gently brushed her delicate lips, his tone slightly teasing.

Chen Meirong's pretty face flushed red. She glared at him fiercely and said feigned anger, "I shouldn't have let you stay overnight yesterday!"

"I'll be back tonight," Lin Long said confidently.

"Then you'll have to live alone. I'm on night shift tonight." Chen Meirong smiled, her eyes crinkling, secretly relieved. Luckily, she had to stay at the hospital tonight; otherwise, if he had kept her up all night, she probably wouldn't have been able to stand on the operating table tomorrow.

Looking at her sly expression, Lin Long chuckled mischievously, "Meirong, it seems you need to work on your stamina."

"Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll get you a gym membership, and we can work out together."

"Okay." Chen Meirong agreed without hesitation, a serious look flashing in her eyes.

With such boundless energy, I can't keep exhausting myself every time. A relationship where both partners are equally matched is the secret to a lasting bond.

After half an hour.

Mingxin Hospital.

Lin Long drove Chen Meirong's car and took her to the hospital entrance.

Chen Meirong pushed open the car door, covered her mouth, staggered out of the car, ran to the roadside bushes, and vomited a mouthful of white vomit.

Lin Long parked his car and strode over, patting her on the back. Chen Meirong rolled her eyes at him.

This scene was witnessed by the police officers lying in ambush nearby, and everyone turned to look at Miao Zhizhong with strange expressions.

Everyone in the Mong Kok Police Station knew about Miao Zhizhong and Chen Meirong's divorce.

He suffered severe psychological trauma after accidentally killing a suspect, which made him violent and erratic.

Not only were his employees full of complaints, but his marriage with Chen Meirong also came to an end, and the two could only go their separate ways in the end.

Later, Miao Zhizhong relied on medication to control his emotions, but he always kept thinking about winning Chen Meirong back.

Seeing Chen Meirong get out of Lin Long's car and spit out an unknown white liquid on the roadside in a disheveled state, the closeness of their relationship was self-evident.

Miao Zhizhong's face instantly turned ashen. He burst out from his hiding place, pointed his gun at Lin Long, and shouted sharply, "Don't move!"

"I am Senior Inspector Miu Chi-chung from Mong Kok Police Station! You are now suspected of involvement in a robbery-murder case!"

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law!"

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out handcuffs from his waist and strode forward to cuff the person.

"Miao Zhizhong, what are you doing?" Upon seeing this, Chen Meirong immediately rushed over and stood in front of Lin Long, spreading her arms to protect him completely.

Seeing her protecting another man, Miao Zhizhong's anger flared up instantly. Pointing at Lin Long, he growled at her, "Last night at eight o'clock, there was a robbery at Tai Kwong Jewellery in Mong Kok! Jewelry worth millions was stolen, and someone died!"

"Ask him! Where was he last night at eight o'clock?!"

"He's at my house," Chen Meirong blurted out without thinking.

"Impossible!" Miao Zhishun retorted sharply.

"I can testify for him!" Chen Meirong's voice was firm and resolute: "Whether it's giving a statement at the police station or confronting him in court, I can prove that he hasn't left my apartment even once since last night!"

Miao Zhizhong's face flushed red and then paled, his tone sharp with exasperation: "You two stayed together all night? What could you possibly be doing!"

Chen Meirong raised her chin, her eyes filled with determination: "He is my boyfriend, and what we did was naturally what boyfriends and girlfriends should do."

"All night?" Miao Zhizhong's voice trembled.

"It was the whole day," Chen Meirong emphasized, enunciating each word clearly. "We didn't leave the house at all that whole day."

Chen Meirong's willingness to go to such lengths to protect Lin Long was not only because she already knew he was working for the police, but also because this man was now her boyfriend.

No matter what happens, she will believe in him and protect him without hesitation.

Miao Zhizhong's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. The anger in his eyes seemed to scorch the air.

The officers around him had incredibly interesting expressions; gossip about their superiors was far more exciting than any celebrity gossip.

Several of Miao Zhizhong's longtime colleagues looked at him with undisguised sympathy.

Lin Long is riding high, while Miao Sir was stuck in the cold wind yesterday, staking out and keeping watch. The contrast is just unbearable to watch.

Although Miao Zhizhong and Chen Meirong had long been divorced, in everyone's eyes at this moment, the green hat on his head was so green it could reflect light.

Lin Long calmly pulled Chen Meirong behind him, gently patting her hand to soothe her. He then looked up at Miao Zhizhong and asked calmly, "Miao sir, you say I'm suspected of robbery and murder. Where's the evidence?"

Miao Zhizhong pointed a trembling finger at Lin Long's nose: "Lin Long! Don't think you can get away with this just because she gave you false testimony!"

"You just wait! I will find evidence and nail you to the ground in Stanley Prison!"

After saying this, Miao Zhizhong turned around and left abruptly. The reason he insisted that Lin Long was involved in the robbery was entirely due to a tip from an informant.

But with Chen Meirong testifying now, the evidence he has is simply not enough to bring Lin Long back to the police station.

Forcibly arresting someone is nothing but self-humiliation; it will only spread the news of being cuckolded back home.

Miao Zhizhong never expected that his men had already spread the news of today's farce throughout the entire Mong Kok Police Station.

For a moment, the way everyone in the police station looked at Miao Zhizhong became intriguing.

"What exactly is going on with your intelligence?" Miao Zhizhong roared at his informant over the phone in the office.

"A clue. This is information I finally managed to find out. Lin Long is the famous Princess Road racing god."

"One of the robbers last night was a really good driver, and he's been missing for the past two days since the robbery. It must have been him," the informant, Ah Guang, said confidently.

Miao Zhizhong hung up the phone, turned around and looked at Lin Long's photo on the whiteboard behind him, his face grim: "Lin Long! You're dead!!!"

"Meirong, I will definitely show you his true colors; he's a thief!!"