The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Even if you invite Ren Qian himself over (fourth watch)_3

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Outside.

Shen Qing was still talking incessantly with the police officer.

Ji Shaojun frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple.

The police officer took Ji Shaojun to the resting room to meet the old lady, and looking at Ji Shaojun as if he were calm, he lowered his voice to remind him, “It would be best for both of you to ask for each other’s forgiveness.”

Bai Lian was still a student, and Jiang He was now having a stress reaction, so they separated the two parties.

The resting room at the end of the corridor.

It was the same old Mrs. Li and her grandson from earlier.

As the police officer opened the door to the resting room, Shen Qing felt an unusual atmosphere inside.

“Chief,” said the police officer who opened the door with great respect, “I’ve brought the person.”

The chief did not reply; he was busy keeping up a placating smile, “Mrs. Li, rest assured, I will handle this matter impartially.”

Old Mrs. Li was holding her grandson.

If Bai Lian were here, he would definitely see—

The watch that they said was taken for “evidence” was now being played with by the little boy.

Old Mrs. Li’s eyes, sharp as hawks, swept over Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun. She set down her teacup with a “clack,” “Why have you brought them here?”

Shen Qing, who was previously overbearing, changed her expression upon hearing the police officer address the person inside as “Chief.” She didn’t dare to say another word.

Facing ordinary policemen, she could raise her voice, but a chief was not someone ordinary people could meet, usually only seen on TV news.

She subconsciously grabbed Ji Shaojun’s clothes.

“Didn’t you hear what Mrs. Li said?” The chief did not look at Ji Shaojun or Shen Qing but glanced at the police officer, “Now, take them away quickly.”

The police officer hurriedly took the two of them out.

“Police, comrade officer…” Shen Qing’s voice was tense.

“Auntie,” the police officer lifted his eyelid, giving Shen Qing a look, and said gravely, “It seems you haven’t grasped the situation. Do you know who your niece hit?”