To avoid angering Ouyang Hao again, Lin Yixun got up early the next day. She didn’t want that plague god to pick out any faults and punish her the sa way he did last night.
But as soon as she stepped out of the hospital room, she was stopped by several n in police uniforms.
The leading policeman looked at her, then at the photo in his hand, and asked, "Are you Miss Lin Yixun?"
"I am Lin Yixun. What do you need from ?"
"Miss Lin, we just received a report suspecting you are involved in a case of intentional harm. Please co with us to the police station for an investigation."
Lin Yixun’s eyes darkened. She knew exactly what "intentional harm case" the police were referring to. From the mont it happened until now, she had never truly felt at ease.
She should have guessed long ago that Leng Yixiu wouldn’t let her off easily.
Having injured Leng Yixiu, she didn’t expect to get away unscathed, she only hoped that her mother wouldn’t find out about her being taken to the police station. But how long could she keep it a secret?
The hospital ward was bustling with people; it wouldn’t be long before her mother found out she was taken to the police station. By then...
Lin Yixun rubbed her temples hard, unable to stop the regret from creeping in. She shouldn’t have been so impulsive. There were other ways to deal with Leng Yixiu, why did she choose the stupidest one?
Being taken to the police station, Lin Yixun naturally couldn’t avoid being interrogated. She didn’t hide the truth and told the police everything that happened, although she added so embellishnts.
"Miss Xing, you said you suspect Leng Yixiu is related to Xing Yi’s death. That’s why you went to confront him, but Leng Yixiu intended to assault you, and you injured him purely in self-defense?"
"Yes."
...
Ouyang Hao had no announcents today, and without the Empress Dowager bothering him, he woke up naturally and felt exceptionally good. But his good mood didn’t last long.
He glanced at the empty living room and then looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already eleven o’clock, why hadn’t that brat shown up yet?
Could it be that the past few days’ freedom made her forget herself?
Thinking about that girl skipping work recklessly, Ouyang Hao pursed his lips in displeasure, tossed the remote control in his hand, and went to the guitar room upstairs.
Even though he was in a bad mood, his inspiration was great, and he quickly composed a song. Ouyang Hao took out his guitar and played through the song, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips as he frowned, thinking about what to na the piece.
As he looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the still empty living room, Ouyang Hao strumd the guitar strings hard, dropping the final note. Damn that blockhead, why hasn’t she shown up yet!
He took a pen from the nearby pen holder and scribbled a line on the music score: "The Blockhead Who Stood Up". Since she liked to stand him up so much, he might as well let the whole world know.
What would that brat’s reaction be when she found out he wrote her into his song?
Anyone else might be too excited to sleep for days and nights, but Lin Yixun, she would probably be too frustrated to sleep for days and nights.
Thinking about Lin Yixun scowling but not daring to speak out, Ouyang Hao’s mood improved significantly. Now he was looking forward to it a bit.
But where the hell is that brat?
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