The police chief walked out angrily, with unusual momentum.
He first looked at Lin Haoran with a dissatisfied look on his face and said, "Who asked you to take Miss Luo to the police station!"
!
The next second, when he turned around, he already looked like a kind old man.
He bowed to Luo Qingchen and said: "Hello, Miss Luo. Your Majesty asked me to take you back safely. From now on, in a place like this police station, except for me... no, there will be no me... any other policeman's message. Do not come!"
Your Majesty? Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, it seemed that Xia Bai already knew about this.
I don't know how he would react to the death of his 'daughter' Xia Qingge, whom he had raised for more than twenty years.
But looking at the police chief's attitude towards him now, Xia Bai should still care more about her.
"Officer Lin." She chuckled, looked at Lin Haoran and said, "We'll see you later."
Then, he turned around decisively and never left his head.
Lin Haoran was left confused...
This is the second time he has met the director since he joined the police station.
I was also scolded...
It's all his fault, he must have read too many modern cultivation novels recently.
So much so that when I encounter something unreasonable, my mind is filled with powers such as 'space movement' and 'traveling through time and space'!
"Papa—" He slapped himself hard twice and murmured in a low voice: "In a legal society, I will definitely watch less modern cultivation in the future!"
At the door of the police station, a black-faced Lincoln was waiting for her.
Seeing her coming down, two security guards in black hurriedly came over, bowed ninety degrees to her and said: "Miss, the master asked us to pick you up."
"Yeah." Luo Qingchen nodded slightly and got into the car.
The drive was very fast, passing through streets and alleys, and through bustling cities.
Finally, we stopped in front of a single-family townhouse.
"In order to give the young lady a new environment, the master spent three days moving, leaving the young lady waiting for a long time."
She nodded slightly and walked into the house.
Xia Bai and Xie Wanyue were already waiting for her in the lobby. They were dressed formally and came to greet her as if they were welcoming a big shot.
In this situation, Luo Qingchen didn't feel any recognition of her family.
On the contrary, it’s a bit…
Awkward!
She bowed slightly and sat across from them.
Xia Bai put his hands on his knees and rubbed them for a while. It seemed that there was too much sweat in his hands and he wanted to wipe them off gently.
"Qingchen, welcome home." Xie Wanyue was less nervous than Xia Bai this time.
She smiled lightly and looked at the person in front of her who was carved out of the same mold as her when she was young, her eyes instantly filled with mist.
"Well, welcome home." Xia Bai nodded in agreement and continued: "I have investigated the matter about Xia Qingge, and Brother Li has been brought to justice. Don't worry... From now on... Dad will protect you."
"Okay, thank you." She nodded and responded softly.
I don't know why, although Xia Bai concealed it very well. But Luo Qingchen could still see a hint of sadness in his eyes.
The daughter I had raised for more than 20 years had not lived up to her filial piety even though we were together less and separated more often.
But it suddenly disappeared, and I still felt vaguely sad.
This is human nature, and she doesn't really care.
But Xia Bai's next words made her a little concerned.
Ang, maybe not just caring, but having an urge to jump up from the sofa! (To be continued)