She definitely couldn't call Sun Xingchao; she would wait until dawn to go to the police station and ask him what had happened that night.

Lost in thought, Xu Moran gradually felt sleepy. Before falling asleep, the last thing on her mind was the information about Xiao Anhe that Sun Xingchao's informant, planted in the Xiao family, had sent back.

If Xiao Anhe is really dead, as some online sources say, it would be a real shame. Even if he couldn't be the head of the Xiao family, someone like him could have been an excellent neurologist.

Sigh, everyone has their own destiny. Just like her, she's been in an orphanage since she was old enough to understand things. So many years have passed without parents, but she's still made it through.

Therefore, being born into a wealthy family is not necessarily a happy thing.

She fell asleep again and slept soundly without dreaming, let alone dreaming of any bizarre or fantastical things.

Unbeknownst to her, just as she was falling into a deep sleep, the door that had been tightly closed for a long time opened, and someone walked out. A tall and imposing figure stood beside the sofa, looking down at the sleeping woman on the sofa.

Aside from Xiao Anhe himself, no one knew what he was thinking. Staring at Xu Moran's quiet, childlike face, he sighed softly.

He didn't want to drag any outsiders into the Xiao family's mess, but by chance, he ended up in Xu Moran's car on the elevated highway. For now, he could only apologize for bothering her, even though she was a criminal police officer.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Xu Moran was awakened by a wake-up call.

Calling it music would be an understatement; calling it ear-piercing music is no exaggeration.

There are many kinds of music to wake people up. To be more popular, you can use pop music; to be more elegant, you can use Beethoven's symphonies. Using the Young Pioneers' anthem to wake people up is perhaps something Xu Moran is too ignorant about, it's really the first time he's ever heard of it.

"We are successors to communism, inheriting the glorious traditions of our revolutionary predecessors, and we love our motherland..."

"I'm awake!" Before the music finished playing, Xu Moran suddenly sat up on the sofa. No matter how sleepy she was, the startling wake-up music had completely banished her sleepiness.

The man, who had already pulled up a chair and sat down next to Xu Moran's sofa, holding Xu Moran's phone and playing music, asked with feigned uncertainty, "Officer Xu, are you really awake?"

Xu Moran frantically grabbed a handful of hair, afraid that he would continue playing the Young Pioneers' anthem, and quickly replied, "I'm really awake now, more awake than ever before."

The man curled one corner of his lips into a seductive smile. "Very good. Now that you're awake, Officer Xu, get up and make breakfast. I'm hungry."

Xu Moran let out a long breath. "Young Master, my place is simple. Would you like something to eat?"

The man actually thought about it seriously for a moment, and then told Xu Moran, "Let's keep breakfast simple. Have a glass of fresh milk, a small piece of medium-rare steak, a soft-boiled egg, and as for fruit, just have a couple of kinds."

Damn, you call this easy? Xu Moran almost spat out blood after hearing this.

Xu Moran is a person of principle. In particular, she had to rush to work and would be in a hurry. In the end, the breakfast she prepared for the man was milk, fried eggs and a bowl of wontons.

The man was clearly dissatisfied with the three items on the table. He had just opened his mouth slightly when Xu Moran spoke up before he could, "Eat if you want, or don't eat if you don't want. There's nothing else in the fridge anyway."

In other words, if you don't want to go hungry, stop being pretentious and eat quickly.

Although the man frowned and looked at the breakfast on the table with a doubt about whether the food was edible, he still sat down and picked up his chopsticks.

Xu Moran watched him pick up his chopsticks, then raised her wrist to check. She had to leave now, or she would be late for work.

As she changed her shoes at the entrance, something occurred to her, and she turned to look at the dining table. There, she saw a man who had already picked up his chopsticks, but he was hesitating about whether he could eat the two fried eggs on the plate.

Xu Moran had never met such a picky person before, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him several times in her mind. How did she end up picking up such a particular person?

Even though she is a police officer, she still has to hand over anything she finds, let alone a living person this time.

Thinking that she would be driving a modified Mercedes to work today, which would save her a lot of time on the way, Xu Moran decided to go back to the dining table and have a good chat with the man.

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