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Chen Fan ignored Fang Jiexia's somewhat provocative gaze, gave Uncle Biao a wink, and the two walked out of the office together.

In the corridor.

How did you and Fang Jiexia meet?

Uncle Biao's tone sounded like he was just asking casually, but Chen Fan always felt that there was something else hidden in the old fox's eyes.

"I ran into him in Tsim Sha Tsui last night."

Chen Fan had a bit of a headache. "A bunch of thugs were beating up a student. She was yelling at them with a gun for ages but no one paid any attention, so I just stepped in to help."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Biao couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, his smile carrying a deeper meaning.

"Just helping out? You..."

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know who this girl is?"

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow but didn't reply.

Uncle Biao glanced at the end of the corridor to make sure no one was passing by before lowering his voice and saying, "Fang Jiexia's teacher is the Assistant Commissioner of Police. He built the entire criminal psychology system of the police force single-handedly. He has a lot of influence."

He paused, then held up two fingers.

"Her father is a Justice of the Peace and a member of the Legislative Council. He has been operating in Hong Kong for decades and has deep-rooted connections with foreigners."

Her mother's side is even more extravagant; they're from some kind of wealthy British family, I don't know the specifics, but they're definitely influential.

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow.

"So you're just going to dump her here with me?"

"What do you mean 'I'm going to shove' her? She's coming for you now, and nobody can stop her!"

After finishing his sentence, Uncle Biao added, "Besides, she's an inspector and you're a police chief. If we're really going to talk about it, you'll have to listen to her."

"OK."

Chen Fan nodded and turned to walk towards his office.

"Eh? Eh? Eh!"

Uncle Biao grabbed him, his expression becoming subtle. "Afan, I have a question for you. Tell me honestly."

"explain."

Do you have a girlfriend?

Chen Fan stopped and turned to look at him, his gaze filled with scrutiny.

Uncle Biao felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and waved his hand, saying:

"I was just asking casually. If you have any issues, don't mess around. The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) is cracking down hard these days, and relationships with men are part of their investigation."

Don't worry.

Chen Fan let out a soft breath. "I know what I'm doing!"

He never complains or blames others; now that trouble has arisen, he'll just deal with it.

Uncle Biao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Chen Fan had already turned around and pushed open the office door.

As soon as the door opened, noises could be heard coming from inside.

"Why aren't your clothes buttoned up? Article 127 of the Police Ordinance clearly stipulates that police officers must be neatly dressed in the workplace. Look at yourself! What kind of behavior is this!"

Fang Jiexia stood next to the desk, pointing at the chili pepper's chest and giving her a lecture.

Chili's shirt collar was indeed unbuttoned at the top two buttons, revealing a faded vest underneath.

He froze on the spot, his face flushed red, his lips trembling as he tried to explain, but Fang Jiexia's imposing presence rendered him speechless.

Curry stood to the side, head down, eyes downcast, barely daring to breathe.

Ma Jun and Song Zijie stood by the wall, suppressing their laughter.

Chen Fan stood at the door, his brows furrowed.

"Inspector Fang! This is my colleague."

Chen Fan strode into the office, looked directly into Fang Jiexia's eyes, and enunciated each word clearly.

"I'll point out his problems; no one else has the right to interrupt!"

The office fell silent instantly.

Chili suddenly raised her head, almost bursting into tears.

Curry's gaze swept back and forth between Chen Fan and Fang Jiexia before quickly looking down.

Ma Jun lowered his arm, the smile on his lips disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

Fang Jiexia was stunned.

She wanted to say something, but Chen Fan didn't give her the chance.

"Chili, button up your clothes."

"Yes, Brother Fan!"

Chili stood at attention and saluted, her fingers flying as she fastened the two buttons, her movements swift and efficient never before.

"You guys go out first."

Chen Fanchong, Ma Jun, and the others raised their chins.

After they left, Uncle Biao poked his head in and gave them a "you figure it out" look before closing the door.

Inside the office.

Fang Jiexia was still standing next to the desk, but her aura was no longer as imposing as before.

She looked at Chen Fan, her chin slightly raised, as if to maintain her dignity.

"Inspector Fang, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"I already said that."

The fire in Fang Jiexia's eyes was still burning. "I'm going to prove to you that I'm a qualified police officer."

"Is being a qualified police officer simply about reciting regulations?"

Chen Fan pulled out a chair and sat down. Although his position was lower, his aura completely overwhelmed the other party.

"Besides, what does it matter to me whether you're qualified or not?"

"It's related!"

Fang Jiexia looked at her stubbornly: "You said I'm not suited to be a police officer!"

"you..."

Chen Fan almost burst out laughing.

"Okay, how do you plan to prove it?"

"I've reviewed your case records. Although your clearance rate is high, in every case you handled, the suspect died on the spot!"

Fang Jiexia suddenly said, "Do you know that someone has already done a psychological profile of you? They believe you have potential antisocial personality disorder!"

"Oh? The suspect resisted with a weapon, so I shot and killed him to protect the public and my own safety. What's wrong with that?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, his attention beginning to focus.

This doesn't sound like a warning; it sounds more like a threat.

"Your reasoning is not convincing at all, and they only believe what they think is right."

Fang Jiexia finished speaking and emphasized, "I can help you solve these problems, but you have to let me stay by your side!"

"Just because of what happened yesterday?"

Chen Fan had already realized that this woman was negotiating terms.

Overall, it was a more beneficial than harmful situation for him.

"more than!"

Fang Jiexia softened her tone: "I'm more curious about you personally!"

Perhaps because her words were somewhat ambiguous, her face flushed slightly, but she met Chen Fan's gaze without flinching.

After a moment of silence.

"Okay, I can agree to that."

Chen Fan paused after speaking, then added, "But there's one thing I need to make clear beforehand."

His gaze was fixed on Fang Jiexia's face.

"In my team, I'm the boss. Your background and connections are none of my business, and don't try to act all high and mighty in front of my men."

Fang Jiexia's expression changed.

"you--"

"If you can do it, then stay."

Chen Fan emphasized his words while lightly tapping the table with his fingers.

Fang Jiexia stood there, her chest heaving violently, her fingers clenching and unclenching.

Her eyes were as complicated as a tangled ball of yarn.

Anger, resentment, grievance, and a hint of something she herself didn't even realize...

Fang Jiexia took a deep breath, nipping that inappropriate emotion in the bud.

"Okay! I promise you, I'll listen to you on all missions from now on!"

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared to speak to her like that.

Chen Fan's arrogance and wildness shocked Fang Jiexia so much that her voice trembled and she unconsciously squeezed her legs together.