The black Bentley exuded a luxurious and low-key charm. The man sitting beside her pursed his thin lips and flipped through the exam paper in his hand. "10 points in English, 20 points in Chinese, 15 points in Mathematics, 14 points in Biology, 13 points in Chemistry..."
Fu Zhiyan finished looking through the dreadful exam paper. His deep and terrifying eyes turned towards the disheveled girl beside him, and his thin lips slightly curled up, giving off a seductive hint. "7 points in Physics."
It was a blatant mockery!
"Give it back to me!" Han Xiaoye jumped up to snatch the exam paper in shame and shouted.
Fu Zhiyan raised the test paper high and held the young girl who had jumped up. With a swift move, he pressed her onto his lap. This intimate position was ambiguous, and Han Xiaoye's face instantly turned crimson, struggling to get down.
"Don't move." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, like a well-aged wine, intoxicating and captivating.
She felt a hot "stick" pressed against her abdomen. This was...! Han Xiaoye's eyes widened suddenly, her body stiffening.
"You don't want to snatch it anymore?" Fu Zhiyan held her waist very naturally.
When in someone's territory, one must lower their head! Han Xiaoye gritted her teeth. "Fu... Mr. Fu, don't be impulsive. Let's talk things through. I admit that I was in the wrong last night. I shouldn't have deceived you or done... what I did. You're a noble lord. Please forgive me this time. I promise to remember your great kindness."
"I can't." Fu Zhiyan's simple two-word response cut off her following words.
D*mn it! His arrogant, cool attitude!
Feeling that she was in the wrong, Han Xiaoye suppressed her anger and put on a smiling face. "Mr. Fu, I..."
Just as she started to speak, she saw the man beside her close his eyes, his cold face and the chilling aura emanating from him made it clear that he didn't want to engage with her any further.
Han Xiaoye wisely shut her mouth.
She had already poked the tiger's butt. She didn't want to provoke him any further. Moreover, he came to capture her personally without bringing the police officers, which meant there was still room for negotiation.
She had to think carefully about what to do.
D*mn it, if only Ruirui were here, she wouldn't be in such a passive situation.
...
The Bentley sped along, and the tall buildings on both sides seemed to flash by, creating a strong visual impact.
Han Xiaoye quietly huddled on the sofa, feeling the presence of Fu Zhiyan's icy breath that penetrated her every pore. The longer the time passed, the more frightened she became.
She had no idea where Fu Zhiyan was taking her or what he planned to do with her.
Panic and fear, emotions she had never experienced before, surged in her heart.
Finally, the car stopped
The man, who had been meditating with closed eyes, opened them. His eyes were as dark as midnight, impenetrable. There was no emotion could be found in these eyes.
The car door was opened from the outside, and an ordinary-looking man in a police uniform leaned in. "Young Master Fu, you've arrived."
"Mhm." Fu Zhiyan's attitude remained as cold and domineering as ever.
He glanced sideways at the cowering girl and curtly ordered, "Get out of the car."
Han Xiaoye's body stiffened, and her clenched hand pressed against her side. Fear and anxiety overwhelmed her, and she couldn't stop trembling. Biting her lower lip, her wide eyes stared fixedly at the man in the uniform outside.
That uniform was recognizable even to a three-year-old—a police uniform!
Just a second ago, she thought that his personally coming to capture her meant there was still room for negotiation, but reality immediately slapped her hard. Fu Zhiyan had brought her to the police station!
What should she do? She couldn't go behind bars. Her aunt and uncle were still waiting for her.
Han Xiaoye, a small-town girl who appeared strong on the outside but was vulnerable on the inside, was drenched in cold sweat. Because of her nervousness, she bit her lower lip so hard that it was about to bleed.
"Han Xiaoye." In the moment of her daze, Fu Zhiyan's face suddenly enlarged in front of her. Whether it was her imagination or not, his gaze seemed to linger on her lips for a moment. Then, he scooped her up with his long arms and carried her out.
The moment she came out, Han Xiaoye's heart sank. She was finally certain that Fu Zhiyan had really brought her to the police station.
About a hundred police officers stood in two rows, and when Fu Zhiyan approached, they all saluted. Even the middle-aged man who seemed to be a high-ranking official surrounded Fu Zhiyan, his face full of flattery.
Upon entering the Rui City Police Headquarters, Fu Zhiyan released her. He raised his chin slightly towards the police chief who surrounded him, his eyes narrowing like a falcon. "Take her away."
The police chief immediately complied obsequiously, his face stern and authoritative. "Bring Miss Han in for a thorough interrogation!"
"Yes, sir."
Two young police officers stood on either side of Han Xiaoye, making a professional gesture. "Miss Han, please."
Han Xiaoye's face turned pale.
She instinctively looked at Fu Zhiyan, her lips trembling. When her eyes met his icy gaze, all the words she wanted to say got stuck in her throat. She looked at the man despairingly for a final time, as if she had made a certain decision, and then turned around and followed the police officers...
Fu Zhiyan frowned. Once she was out of sight, the police chief dropped his serious demeanor and smiled, revealing creases on his face. "Young Master Fu, was my performance satisfactory?"
Fu Zhiyan's rigid features relaxed a bit, and he looked at the police chief with gentleness. "Thanks to Uncle Cai this time. That little girl is unruly. If we don't scare her, she won't know where the boundary lies."
"Oh, no need to thank me." The police chief didn't dare to accept his gratitude and immediately refused. Then he casually mentioned, "I heard that the Master will be coming to Rui City in a while. I wonder if I, as one of his humble fans, will have a chance to meet the Master. I've admired him since before I entered the political circle, always considering him as my idol. It's rare for the Master to come to Rui City. Just thinking about it makes me excited."
How could Fu Zhiyan not understand what he meant? The corners of his lips curled up into a mocking smile, but his face was expressionless. "When the Master comes, I will inform Uncle Cai."
The police chief's eyes lit up. With his position, he would never have a chance to meet that important figure. He didn't expect his luck to be so good. Coincidentally, that precious grandson of his had asked for his help. It seemed that fate had destined him to rise to prominence. Suppressing his inner excitement, the clever police chief changed the subject, "I've arranged surveillance in the interrogation room. Would you like to have a look?"
...
The interrogation room.
The glaring white lights flickered overhead. The ten-square-meter room contained only a table and three chairs. Han Xiaoye sat on one of the chairs in silence.
"Miss Han, please truthfully confess your motive for breaking into Mr. Fu's room."
"... "
"Miss Han, your motive."
"... "
"Miss Han, please cooperate with the police."
"... "
The two young police officers helplessly glanced at each other. They confirmed that Han Xiaoye wouldn't say anything and stood up. With a serious face, they advised the silent girl, "Miss Han, please consider seriously whether or not you want to confess your motive for the crime."