Because Chen Rou hadn't given any prior notice, Boss Nie, who usually returned in a haughty and arrogant manner, was a little frightened. After all, for a family like theirs, unless there was solid evidence and the police had issued an arrest warrant, the police were absolutely not allowed to come to their door without authorization.

To be frank, his hands are not clean. Just considering the case involving Chen Ke and his associates, if it were brought to the forefront, he would be prosecuted.

Chen Rou was afraid of scaring her husband, so she quickly said, "I invited them to come and see Zhui Feng."

Mr. Nie was still a little wary, but he gave a businesslike smile: "Why in the foyer? Let's go into the living room. It's dinner time, and we're having a family dinner tonight. Would you do us the honor of having a meal with us, Mr. Huo?"

Huo Qi waved his hand, "No, no, I'll just take a look at Zhui Feng."

But he stood up, gestured for Nie Zhao to walk a couple of steps away from him, and then said, "Chairman Nie, I came here today with only one purpose, to see Zhuifeng, but I made a small discovery at your house."

Nie Zhao frowned: "What discovery?"

Huo Qixian said, "As you know, in Hong Kong, both drug use and drug trafficking are illegal. Of course, as adults, we must also restrain the younger generation in this regard."

Nie Zhao nodded: "Of course."

Huo Qi continued, "Furthermore, regarding underage drinking, if elders fail to provide adequate supervision, they should request police intervention and disciplinary action. Do you agree with this?"

Nie Zhao nodded again: "I completely agree."

One was in a police uniform, the other in a suit. They were the same height and had the same slender build. Moreover, Huo Sir was very handsome and had a sunny and bright appearance. If it weren't for Nie Zhao's imposing aura, Chen Rou would have been able to whistle at any of the handsome officers.

In fact, Nie Jiayu and Nie Jiajun are just nephews, and at their age, many fathers would not trust their sons, let alone uncles and nephews. Moreover, Huo Qi was doing this for Nie Zhao's own good and for the good of the Nie family.

He was unaware that Chen Rou had set a trap for him, and he believed he was acting in the name of justice.

So he said, "I suspect your eldest son has drugs on him and your second son is drinking. If you don't mind, could I ask for your permission to check their belongings?"

He added, "Of course, it's not a search, just an inspection, and if it's confirmed that the person is carrying it, then we'll go to the hospital for a checkup."

In Hong Kong, teenage boys often secretly smoke cigarettes or tobacco, and drink alcohol in large numbers, especially among the wealthy.

Most people wouldn't object to the police cooperating with parents in investigating such matters.

Huo Qi thought Nie Zhao would agree as well. After all, his two nephews were getting older, and he was too embarrassed to discipline them himself. Using the police to discipline them would be a good way to control the children without hurting their feelings.

However, Nie Zhao simply refused.

He said firmly, "Officer Huo, my children may have other shortcomings, but they will never touch drugs. As for drinking, Jiajun drinks a little, which I allow, but Jiayu is underage, so I don't allow it, and he absolutely won't drink either. So... thank you for your kindness, but I won't allow you to check on them."

Huo Qi paused for a moment, then pointed at Nie Jiajun: "Why don't you take a look for yourself?"

Nie Jiajun reached into his pocket and pulled out a few withered leaves, asking Chen Rou, "Xi Niang, are these leaves, hemp?"

He then spread his hands: "I don't know where it came from, but it's not mine."

He also took it and asked, "Officer Huo, are you sure this is marijuana?"

Actually, it was just a dried spice leaf that Chen Rou took from the kitchen, with a strong fragrance.

But putting aside the fact that Huo Qi had already discovered that it wasn't marijuana, Nie Zhao hadn't even checked it yet, but he firmly said, "My child has principles and good upbringing. He would never touch drugs. Even if he had some on him, it must have been a frame-up by someone else."

Furthermore, they said, "No need for the police; this is a family matter, and our own bodyguards will handle it."

The most primal trust, something as precious as gold, was what Nie Zhao believed in his nephews.

Clearly, his nephews were also trustworthy to him.

Nie Jiajun didn't really know what had happened, but he still nodded vigorously in agreement with his uncle's words: "Yes."