"He's almost thirty years old, does anyone have kids that big and tall?"
A few policemen couldn't help but laugh at this.
Song Niaoniao was sneakily peeking...
"Miss Song."
Song Niaoniao's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, "President Bo."
Bo Jinlan stood beside her. As he looked at the comedic father and son duo, a faint smile hung on his strikingly handsome face, "That matter, have you told Fenglai about it?"
Song Niaoniao's heart jolted again, "Not yet..."
Bo Jinlan nodded, "Uncle Xu and your mother's big day is coming up soon; indeed, it's not convenient to talk about that now."
"President Bo." Song Niaoniao bit her lip, "I hope you can keep this matter a secret for me, can you?"
"Of course." Bo Jinlan agreed readily.
In the end—
Xu Songyuan repeatedly assured them and paid the bail money before he could finally take his wayward son home.
After leaving the police station, Bo Jinlan promptly took his leave.
