Shen Hanqian had never been as embarrassed as she was now, having been caught by the police and taken to the police station.
And the evidence was irrefutable—in the moment of capture, two people were in bed, disheveled, with money on the bed, and even... her testimony.
One hour earlier.
Wrapped in a blanket, Shen Hanqian sat in the interrogation room.
The harsh light was aimed straight at her face, which made her even more confused as she hadn't sobered up yet!
"Name?" the female officer asked.
"...Shen Hanqian!"
"Age!"
"26."
"Gender?"
"What?"
"I asked your gender?" The female officer's tone was harsh because she had to repeat the question.
Shen Hanqian shuddered with fright. "Oh, female!"
Wasn't it obvious enough how she looked?
The police officer's voice softened a bit. "Where do you work?"
Subconsciously, Shen Hanqian did not want to answer. "I don't work!"
The female officer's crucial question came immediately. "So you survive by selling yourself? Right?"
