Outside the police station, Lan Xiyu and Ai Weixi had already arrived early.
Seeing Rong Shengsheng, they immediately greeted her excitedly, "Shengsheng!"
Rong Shengsheng quickly put her phone in her bag and didn't reply to Li Hanxian anymore. She smiled lightly, "Auntie, Young Master Lan, don't worry, everything is alright now."
Ai Weixi nodded, "It's alright, let's go home, we'll talk more at home..."
Lan Xiyu took the initiative to open the car door, his deep blue eyes staring fondly at Rong Shengsheng, but she was preoccupied and didn't notice.
On the other side, Li Hanxian, who had been anxiously waiting for a reply from Rong Shengsheng, leaned sorrowfully on the couch, his arms covering his eyes, his broad and strong shoulders shaking slightly.
Having returned from the hospital, Li Jinghong happened to witness this scene, and he snorted coldly to himself. He had already told him not to go to Rong Shengsheng's engagement party, and now look, attending only made him suffer.
