After binding Li Yaya, Lu Shuang walked over to Ye Xiaofei and simply inquired about the situation, only then she learnt that Li Yaya, driven by humiliation and anger, wanted to kill Ye Xiaofei.
"So that's the situation, honey. Do you also get the feeling that wherever I am, there's always trouble?"
A meaningful smile curled at the corner of Ye Xiaofei's mouth. In fact, he felt the same way—whenever Lu Shuang saw him, there was surely a case to handle.
Indeed, that was something worth celebrating.
You see, every police officer in the police station had a monthly quota, just like how traffic cops have to issue a certain number of tickets each month.
"You still have the nerve to mention that?"
Lu Shuang paused for a moment, then nodded her head; indeed, she felt that wherever there was an incident, Ye Xiaofei was sure to be involved. No, it was more like wherever Ye Xiaofei was, trouble was certain to occur.
