Two minutes later, the door to the interrogation room opened, and a uniformed female police officer walked in. She lowered her head and said something to the police officer in charge of the interrogation.

The policeman's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Ye Weiwei in surprise.

Ye Weiwei was a little confused when the police looked at her. She blinked and tried to speak, "Mr. Police?"

The two policemen stopped talking quietly and looked at Ye Weiwei at the same time, "Okay, someone will testify for you, and your suspicion is gone. You can go home."

When Ye Weiwei heard this, she was stunned for two seconds. Someone would testify for her?

Who is it? Is it that soft, white bun?

When she came to her senses, the handcuffs on Ye Weiwei's wrists were gone. The female police officer took her out of the interrogation room and led her straight to the corridor of the police station.

Ye Weiwei, who was separated from the female police officer, slowly turned around, rubbed her wrists, and looked up towards the end of the corridor. There was a man at the bright glass door.

The slender legs were exposed to the sun, casting a warm glow on the suit that was tailored well. At first glance, it made people feel a strange sense of comfort. But when the eyes moved to that handsome face, Ye Weiwei

His heart couldn't help but tremble. The flawless facial features that were like sculptures seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost. He was cold and proud, as if he were the king living alone in the land of ice and snow, with four characters standing on his back.

:Keep strangers away!

The man seemed to have noticed her gaze, and raised his eyes as deep as the sea, and fired all his cold gazes at her like bullets.

This kind of gaze is too domineering and aggressive, like a bloodthirsty sharp blade that wants to drink up every drop of her blood, which is really chilling.

Ye Weiwei subconsciously covered half of her face to avoid meeting that gaze. She moved a small step to the left, trying to pretend to brush shoulders with him as if nothing had happened.

However, the opponent's powerful aura rushed towards her face, as if she was carrying a locked skill, and she was so forced that she couldn't move her feet at all.

Ye Weiwei couldn't help but shuddered, gritted her teeth and forced herself to move. But she was too nervous, and instead of moving in a straight line, she drew an arc, and inadvertently pushed herself to the wall.

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The man frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with her reaction, and walked toward her with long, slender legs.

"Did you save Xiao Yiran?"

The cold voice swept over with a sense of destruction, and Ye Weiwei took a step back in shock and nodded in confusion.

"Tell me, what do you want in return?"

The sound was getting closer and closer, and the people were getting closer and closer. The strings in Ye Weiwei's head were very tight, and she continued to move backwards like a robot.

But when she stepped back, the man still didn't stop. He was approaching her step by step, and she saw that the distance between them was only fifty centimeters.

Ye Weiwei's throat slid and she quickly made a swallowing motion. When she was about to exhale, the man was already standing in front of her, condescending.

She subconsciously took another step back, and her back hit the cold wall. Although it was summer, the wall was bone-chillingly cold under the influence of the other party. She couldn't help but shiver.

Just when she was about to say something, she saw the man supporting the wall with one hand and raising the other hand towards her little face. In the blink of an eye, the other person's handsome face was close at hand, and his voice was as mellow as wine and sexy.
Chapter completed!