Bai Chuwei laughed, "Kneel, if you want to kneel, I can handle it."
Duan Xingye felt somewhat embarrassed, with so many people watching outside, it wasn't appropriate, was it?
Duan Feihan spoke indifferently, "I'll remember this for you first."
During the conversation, a series of police sirens came from afar, speeding towards them. The police had received a report of a student suspected of a love-driven suicide jump from a rooftop and had immediately dispatched officers to the scene.
Seeing the two lively individuals, the police were somewhat taken aback; they had expected to find a bloody mess of a body: "Well, you should still come back with us to make a statement."
Duan Xingye followed closely behind Bai Chuwei, fearing that she would leave him behind, scampering to sit next to Bai Chuwei in the back of the police car. Then, a cool voice came from behind:
"Sit in the front."
Duan Feihan pulled him aside and strode up to the car first.
