"Sister Qiao!" With a shout, someone pushed the door open and barged right in.
Qiao Yutong immediately shot up from Song Xiaodong's legs as if she had stepped on explosives, bouncing up and then darted two steps away, putting a good distance between her and Song Xiaodong, her face already as red as a burning cloud.
The one who came in was a female police officer in her early twenties, with an average appearance but an exceedingly exaggerated expression. She exclaimed, "Wow, Sister Qiao, you are so avant-garde! Getting all lovey-dovey with your boyfriend right here in the office, how romantic, how romantic. I won't disturb you, I'll just go take another walk outside."
"Stop right there! You've got it all wrong, we... we... it was this guy who forced me." Qiao Yutong pointed at Song Xiaodong, speaking fiercely, "This jerk tried to take liberties with me and defile me, hurry up and arrest him, lock him up for three to five years."
