At the police station, Qiao Yiming was placed in a mediation room. Still in shock, he was completely unaware that he was still tightly gripping Bai Xiujin's palm.

Bai Xiujin, who was being held, seemed to feel no pain, letting her hold him, with his other hand on her shoulder, and stood behind her like that.

The Qiao family lived closer to the police station and arrived earlier than Qiao Yiyang.

Seeing Qiao's mother's anxious and flustered state, he finally regained his senses, his face filled with fear. Qiao's mother felt extremely sorry for him and quickly hugged him in her arms.

In his mother's arms, Qiao Yiming couldn't help but want to burst into tears, but he didn't know if it was because he had already cried his heart out earlier, or because he didn't want his parents to worry. He just trembled and sobbed in his mother's arms.

Mr. Qiao glanced at Bai Xiujin standing beside him and they nodded to each other in greeting.

Shortly after, Qiao Yiyang and Anna arrived at the police station.

Once everyone had arrived, the police officers handling the case came in. They hadn't expected the matter to escalate to such a large extent. The room was completely silent, and for a moment, they didn't know whether they should interrupt.

Qiao Yiyang saw a few drops of blood on her sister's bathrobe and shoes, and her anger flared up. She asked the police officer who had just come in, "Where is that person?"

"In the interrogation room... I'll take you there."

Seeing that Qiao Yiyang was in a bad mood, Anna followed behind him.

The interrogation hadn't even started yet. The man sat alone in the interrogation room, still shouting, a satisfied smile on his face, seemingly still absorbed in the moment.

Qiao Yiyang was furious. She rolled up her sleeves, clenched her fists, and stepped forward.

Anna swiftly grabbed the red-eyed Qiao Yiyang, who shouted his name, "Qiao Yiyang!! What are you doing?!"

Anna held his clenched fist tightly in her arms.

He glanced at Anna beside him, calmed down a bit, and regained some of his composure.

The man in front of him seemed unaware that he had almost been beaten up, and was still grinning foolishly.

As the two walked out of the interrogation room, the police officer who had led Qiao Yiyang in was slapped on the back of the head by an older policeman before stepping forward.

"Young Master Qiao, the girl inside seems a bit unstable. We've already had a policewoman take her statement. You can take her back now. We'll let you know if there are any further updates."

The old police officer spoke so succinctly that Mr. Qiao, standing behind him, naturally understood. The police officer wanted to give the family a heads-up, suggesting that due to his mental health issues, he might not be able to take any action.

Geoff, standing behind, said, "Let's go home. Your sister is already on the bus."

After seeing the family off, the old policeman breathed a sigh of relief, while the young officer beside him uttered what he hadn't said earlier.

"Master, why aren't you afraid of them?"

Then he got another slap on the back of the head. "It's not like you're sitting inside, what are you afraid of?"

"What if the people inside can't handle it in the end?"

The older policeman gave him a "you're still young" look. "We'll do our job. How to deal with people like them is their business, understand? Okay, shut up. Go in and see if that madman has calmed down. Get ready to interrogate him."

Before getting into the car, Qiao Yiming didn't forget Bai Xiujin and nodded to the man in the distance, regardless of whether he saw it or not.

Then he drove back to the Qiao family home.

Qiao Yiyang and Anna came out of the police station and personally thanked Bai Xiujin politely before leaving.

Back in her room, Qiao's mother offered to sleep with her, but Qiao Yiming politely declined, pretending to be calm. Only after closing the door did she slide down to the floor against it.

Her legs are still weak.

Qiao Yiming kept his eyes open until the early hours of the morning. After a day of intense tension, his eyelids started to droop, and he finally drifted off to sleep.

But she woke up with a start after a while and found that she couldn't fall back asleep, so she decided not to stay in the room any longer.

She got dressed and went to the stairwell, where she heard Qiao's parents and Qiao Yiyang arguing downstairs.

Although everyone was speaking in hushed tones due to their own emotions, she could still clearly hear the argument from the stairwell.

"I don't agree with her continuing to show her face in public! If something like what happened yesterday were to happen again, could your mother's heart handle it?"

"Dad!? That's something Ming enjoys doing; your reasoning won't convince her at all!"

"When she wanted to enter the entertainment industry, I said it wouldn't be right. Don't you know what's going on in that industry? You just had to go along with your sister's nonsense!"

Mr. Qiao's voice grew louder and louder, prompting Mrs. Qiao to lightly nudge his arm with her elbow. "Keep your voice down! Yiming hasn't been asleep for long! Although I don't want her to be in such danger, what's the point of yelling at him like that! In the end, it still depends on Yiming's wishes!"

With Qiao's mother's intervention, the atmosphere of the debate was not as tense as before, but Qiao's father's reaction showed that he was still firm in his beliefs and would never let Qiao Yiming continue like this.

Qiao Yiming hadn't figured out what to say, but the noise of him going downstairs still attracted the attention of the whole family.

Qiao's mother stood up and looked at her with concern, "Yiming, you're awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

Not knowing how much her daughter had overheard, Qiao Yiming took her mother's hand and sat down next to Qiao Yiyang. The servants immediately prepared the bowls and chopsticks.

Qiao's mother put a perfectly toasted piece of bread in his bowl, but Qiao Yiming didn't eat it in a hurry.

Her voice was calm but firm: "Dad, I won't leave the entertainment industry, at least not now."

Mr. Qiao slammed down his chopsticks. “You heard that, right? Well, you also know that I never agreed to you entering the entertainment industry in the first place. It’s a mixed bag. Haven’t you been introduced to enough celebrities since you were little? People magnify even the smallest things. Look, yesterday, that fanatical fan. You’re out in the open, you have no idea how many people like that are around you!”

"Dad!" Qiao Yiming's voice was also a little louder. "I know, but I've chosen this path, and I'll keep going no matter what. Even if my brother didn't support me at first, I'll find a way myself. You know my personality."

"You!" Mr. Qiao seemed to never expect that his obedient daughter would one day refute him in public like this. He, who was always good-tempered, slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

It startled the whole family.

Qiao Yiyang remained silent. Her mother tried to smooth things over, but her father wouldn't budge, his voice filled with anger. "If that Bai family brat hadn't happened to see us yesterday, would you still be sitting here eating with us this morning?! He's mentally ill; if he had an episode, you almost would have died! Your mother was so worried about you, she didn't sleep a wink all night! Now you know to stand your ground, stop putting so much pressure on the family!"

They started arguing and said some hurtful things, so Qiao's mother reached out to pull them apart.

Then the daughter stood up again.

Seeing that things were not going well, Qiao Yiyang also stood up and pulled Qiao Yiming behind her.