And so, after being interrogated by Lin Hang, An Ning came out and became the one who reported the case. Lin Hang stayed by her side, asking An Ning questions from time to time to confirm certain things.

"He said there was a problem with the house you sold him? Did you go and check it out?"

An Ning shook her head. "No, I wasn't thinking clearly at the time. Now that I'm broke, I know it's hard to pay back the money when he comes to collect it."

The head shook decisively, and the tone was perfectly matter-of-fact.

Hearing this, Lin Hang nodded slightly. "It's because we had money back then and didn't think much of it, but now that we don't have money, we've realized how important it is. I understand, it's all about saving face."

After leaving those two sentences, Lin Hang departed from An Ning's side, giving Feng Lin a meaningful glance.

Without any hesitation, Feng Lin immediately followed Lin Hang's lead.

“The case reported by Anning is not under our jurisdiction; it is a civil dispute and should be handled by the police. But Anning… this person is a bit special. Why don’t you go with her and see what major problems there are with the house she sold, and make her refund 300,000 yuan in one go.”

Feng Lin did not refuse and immediately nodded, "Okay!"

When Lin Hang returned with his men, Yang Feng, who had been arrested and taken to the police station by Lin Hang for "insulting the police," also followed them.

Judging from the expression on his face, he was still very unhappy. Perhaps because he was in the police station, he didn't dare to lash out and had to hold his anger in like a quail. Maybe things would be completely different once he stepped out of that door.

An Ning guessed correctly. The police car driven by Feng Lin had barely left the vicinity of the police station when this man, who hadn't dared to utter a single word just moments before, began to launch into a long-winded speech.

"What do you want by asking where I live? You sold the house to me and now you want it back? You can't buy it back for 1.5 million. I spent over a million on the furniture. Don't even think about buying it back for less than three million..."

"Shut up, who cares about the house you lived in?"

An Ning, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at the rearview mirror with a cold look in her eyes.

For some reason, Yang Feng was taken aback by her words.

It took him two or three seconds to react. Once he did, he jumped up and down, "Who are you looking down on? Do you think I would respect the shabby house you lived in? If you hadn't sold it cheaply, do you really think I would care about a run-down secondhand house?"

An Ning didn't want to deal with this kind of person, so she closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair to take a nap. However, before falling asleep, she called out to Feng Lin, "Officer Feng."

"Let me know when we arrive..."

Feng Lin's fingers twitched slightly on the steering wheel, and after a long pause, he said, "Okay."

But he didn't hear Anning's cry.

Because she was already asleep.

It's past eight o'clock now, and I still have to go check on the house I used to live in. What a mess!

I got up before eight o'clock in the morning. I didn't sleep for long at all. I haven't closed my eyes for twelve hours.

Fortunately, the location Anning provided wasn't too close to the police station, so she could at least get half an hour of sleep.

Realizing what he was thinking, Feng Lin almost slammed on the brakes.

What... what do you mean by "not bad, not too close"?

"Can you drive? If you can't, don't look. If you get into an accident, you'll be committing a terrible sin. My life is precious."

The sudden stop didn't wake An Ning, but it opened up Yang Feng's floodgates once again, making him want to unleash a thousand curses to vent his anger.

The main voice was still very loud, and seeing An Ning's brows, which had just relaxed, furrow again, Feng Lin's already bad mood worsened even more. "Do I look like someone who's easy to bully?"

Yang Feng ignored him and kept yelling, "Can you drive? If you can't, get out!"

"Is Yang Dagang of Mingyang Real Estate your father? Do you believe that the land your family just bought at a high price to seize the opportunity will become a wasteland tomorrow?"

Feng Lin's tone was somewhat strained, but it wasn't hard to tell that he was threatening someone.

But Yang Feng was the kind of person who didn't know how to read the room. He didn't catch the threat in Feng Lin's words at all, and only thought that this guy was bragging. "I told you not to drive and you're still bragging. You're really too proud to admit it..."

The cars behind kept honking, and Feng Lin was furious with this idiot. His temples throbbed, but he couldn't stop the cars behind him from urging him on. So Feng Lin had to step on the gas and drive away the car that had been stuck in place for almost a minute. He kept Yang Feng's mistake in mind.

It's fine to look down on him, but it would cause big trouble if you interfere with his important business.

No one noticed that Anning, who was lying there in a reclining position, suddenly moved her eyes, which were hidden by her eyelids.

Seriously? How come she's so lucky? Running into rich kids every other day?

Jinghai City truly lives up to its name; even a junior police officer there is a second-generation rich kid. And judging from their tone, they definitely don't come from the kind of moderately wealthy family.

She's really destined for wealth and privilege; just a few days later, she's already run into another rich second-generation heir.

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The journey took about forty minutes. Anning was just about to take a nap when Feng Lin suddenly nudged her arm.

However, An Ning did not open her eyes immediately. Instead, she frowned slightly and lay back down peacefully.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Feng Lin looked at An Ning and didn't know what to do.

He had been planning that push for a long time, and now...

"What are you dawdling about? Are you getting off or not? Is it so hard to get off the bus? Are you stuck to the seat?"

After about a minute, when no one got off the bus, Yang Feng started shouting again, his voice louder than the loudspeakers in the market.

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