Qian Yikun walked to the door. He seemed to be in a good mood. There was even an obvious smile on his face.
"If you don't want my family to see you like this, you'd better stay in bed obediently for the morning."
There was a murderous look on Mo Fei's face, but sadly, she could not move her limbs. She could only use her eyes to express her anger as she watched the hypocrite close the door and leave.
Mo Fei struggled for a while. She had no idea how the man managed to handcuff her—she could not find anywhere that she could pick the handcuff's lock.
Mo Fei muttered a string of profanities under her breath. Eventually, she could only give up. The second she was free of these handcuffs, she would not let that man off.
Qian Yikun returned to the police station and received a warm welcome from his teammates. It was mainly because their captain managed to make a great contribution even while suspended. It filled them with uncontested admiration.
