"Captain Fu, tonight we received a tip about YE Bar, and we raided it for prostitution."
"Hiss—"
Jiang Mian met the man's gaze, took in a sharp breath, and immediately lowered her head.
Why did this man show up at such a timely moment?
Fu Sichen's indifferent gaze swept over the row of people kneeling on the ground until it rested on a woman whose curly hair was somewhat disheveled at the moment.
"Are they all waiting for family members to bail them out?"
The nearby police officer immediately nodded, "Yes, we're currently taking records; we will contact them one by one shortly."
Fu Sichen looked at Jiang Mian, who seemed like she wanted to burrow into the ground, and let out a heavy chuckle, slowly crouching down: "Jiang Mian?"
!!!!!
These two actually know each other!
The police officer looked at Fu Sichen and then at Jiang Mian, momentarily unsure of what exactly was happening in front of him.
Jiang Mian moved her head but still didn't seem inclined to stand up.
"Don't want to leave?"
The man's voice was clear, betraying no significant shifts in emotion.
The relationship between the two made it even more perplexing for onlookers.
Jiang Mian shook her head, her voice slightly tender: "My legs are numb..."
Fu Sichen simply reached out and scooped up the woman in front of him in a princess carry.
The sudden emptiness below her and the resulting feeling of being airborne made Jiang Mian instinctively wrap her arms around Fu Sichen's neck.
The familiar mint scent mixed with Fu Sichen's unique male pheromones enveloped her.
Perhaps because it had been too long since she saw him, the man's features seemed even more defined, his Adam's apple provocatively alluring and making Jiang Mian swallow.
How was it that she aged in the entertainment circle, yet this man became even more charming and handsome?
It was so unfair!!
Fu Sichen carried Jiang Mian and addressed the officer taking notes: "I'm her family, record it, I'm taking her."
"Oh... okay, sure! I'll record it right now!"
The officer taking notes was indeed stunned for a while before he could react.
Was this the same decisive, ruthless Captain Fu he knew?
It was downright bizarre...
Just before leaving, Jiang Mian caught a glimpse of Su Lixing watching the scene unfold with the eyes of a spectator, as if her forehead almost had written on it: "Congratulations, you're getting lucky tonight."
Fu Sichen carried Jiang Mian from the interrogation room to the entrance; their heads turned remarkably high along the way.
Moreover, the man even casually greeted others with an unaffected air.
A familiar black G-class was parked outside, understated yet profound in the night.
Fu Sichen secured Jiang Mian in the passenger seat with the seatbelt, then quickly settled into the driver's seat himself.
He didn't start the car but instead looked at the woman beside him.
Jiang Mian knew this was the calm before the storm, the calmer Fu Sichen, the more uneasy she felt.
Although they hadn't spent much time together, she was well aware how slyly tricky he could be.
Either way, he wasn't holding back anything pleasant.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly reached a critical point, and Jiang Mian coughed lightly, "Uh, why don't we go home first? If we leave the car here, it'll get fined."
Seeing that Fu Sichen didn't respond, Jiang Mian directly reached up to tug at his sleeve: "Fu Sichen... look at me, all disheveled, do I look like someone who goes after handsome guys?"
"Moreover, my husband is so handsome, I can hardly admire him enough as it is."
Fu Sichen's lips curled slightly, his tone teasing with a hint of laughter at the end, "Then shall we go back and admire some more?"
"Fu Sichen!"
A year apart, and that mouth is still as sharp as a dog's.
Fu Sichen said no more, started the car, and drove towards Sujing Garden.
Twenty minutes later, all the lights in the living room were turned on.
It was almost like—
Interrogating a suspect??