As the car drifted away and leave the station, Song Xing Xing's mood gradually calmed down.
She could only lower her head as Song Yi drove her back to their home. Realizing that she was in deep trouble, Song Xing Xing naturally could not find a word to reject the couple.
The atmosphere was quiet and Song Xing Xing did not dare to guess what was in her cousin's mind at this time. Looking at the man's cold face, she became a little worried that the man was going to scold her.
But then again, her cousin, Song Yi, was the kind of person who would always have that cold expression on his face. It made her wonder how did someone like him manage to marry a wife.
"Xing Xing…" It was Han Yue Xiu who broke the silence. "How did you end up in the police station?"
Song Xing Xing heaved a long sigh. "It's all because of Bai Zhi."
Han Yue Xiu raised a brow. "Bai Zhi is your friend?"
