The man’s friend also rushed over. Seeing that the other party had an extra person, Xia Wan’an was afraid that Han Zhijin and Song Youman would be at a disadvantage, so she hurried over to take sides - by only pulling away the other party’s person. Ai Jiang, who usually lacked courage, stood at the side alternately calling out to Han Zhijin, Youman, and Wan’an. Finally, she picked up a wine bottle, trembling as she went forward, feebly telling the other party to stop...
Half an hour later, at the police station.
Xia Wan’an, Han Zhijin, Song Youman, Ai Jiang sat in a line.
A person dressed in a police uniform, stared at the four of them with serious face while recording their statents.
"Nas."
The four of them responded in turn: "Xia Wan’an", "Han Zhijin", "Song Youman", "Ai Jiang".
"Age."
"23", "23", "23", "23".
"What were you doing at the bar?"
Xia Wan’an replied honestly, "Having fun." Han Zhijin, while looking at the bruise on his lip on his phone screen, replied sowhat worriedly, "Just hanging out with friends." Song Youman responded as if she had heard a joke, "Do you really need to ask that?" Ai Jiang timidly said, "We were just having a gathering..."
"Did you see this slogan? Can you read? Read it out for ."
The four remained silent.
"Read it!"
The four of them spoke in unison: "Don’t fight, the price of a fight is high. If you win, you go to jail. If you lose, you end up in the hospital."
"Why did you fight?"
"..."
"Do you know that fighting is wrong?"
"..."
After the police officer asked a few more questions, he turned his gaze to Ai Jiang.
Since she hadn’t fought from the beginning, the police gave her a lecture before letting her sign a statent and leave. As for the remaining three, Xia Wan’an, Han Zhijin and Song Youman, they needed soone to bail them out.
Bail...
Xia Wan’an and Song Youman simultaneously turned to Han Zhijin with troubled and hopeful eyes.
If they were to call their parents to bail them out, the consequences were unimaginable...
Upon receiving their silent pleas, Han Zhijin gritted his teeth, pulled out his phone, and called the old house.
The steward answered the phone.
"Mama Zhang, co pick up from the police station. But co secretly, don’t let Granny and Mom find out... And it’s not just . My aunt and Youman are here too..."
After ending the call, the three waited patiently.
About twenty minutes later, a police officer opened the door of their room and announced: "Han Zhijin, Xia Wan’an, Song Youman, soone is here to pick you up. You can leave after you sign here..."
The three followed the officer’s instructions, signed their nas properly, and then left the police station one after another.
At the exit, they ran straight into the two n they had fought with, who also had people picking them up.
Song Youman non-verbally cursed at the two n, while Han Zhijin gave them the middle finger. Just as the two sides were having a secret competition, a man’s voice rang out not far away: "Madam, Young Master Zhijin, Miss Song."
At the sound of this voice, the three of them stared in surprise, no longer caring about their standoff with the other two, they imdiately turned to look in the direction of the voice.
Standing by a black car not far away was Han Jingnian’s assistant, who was grinning cheerfully at the three of them.
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