Noon, police station.

Last night, North City police arrested several suspects, but the suspects refused to admit to the kidnapping.

Since the suspect was not caught on the spot, they would have to release him if they could not find evidence within 24 hours.

So, the police station called Jiang Yueyang and Ye Wuhen, the two parties involved, hoping that they could identify the suspect.

A middle-aged police officer gestured to the five scoundrels standing in a row against the wall, "Little girl, check if there is anyone among these people who is trying to kidnap you."

Jiang Yueyang looked embarrassed. "At that time, I was blindfolded and those people were wearing masks, so I didn't see what they looked like."

As soon as these words came out, the five young men laughed arrogantly.

One of the boys with dyed yellow hair raised his neck and said arrogantly: "Did you hear that? We didn't kidnap anyone. Hurry and release us, or I will sue you for illegal detention."

Several other teenagers also joined in the commotion, shouting things like "let the man go" and "the police are arresting people indiscriminately."

The middle-aged police officer frowned, looking a little distressed.

"But!" Jiang Yueyang spoke again, and the five teenagers' noises stopped abruptly. "I heard two people's voices. As long as they repeat what I said, I will definitely be able to recognize them."

The middle-aged police officer's eyes lit up and he thought this was a solution.

The five teenagers were not afraid at all after hearing this. Their faces were filled with sarcastic smiles, as if nothing would change.

As expected, after the five teenagers finished speaking Jiang Yueyang's words, Jiang Yueyang shook his head.

She frowned and said, "There were only two people who spoke to me at that time, and those two were not among them."

The yellow-haired man looked at Jiang Yueyang and snorted in his heart. It was really the eldest brother who had foresight. He didn't let us speak in front of this woman and told us not to be afraid if we were caught. As long as they denied it, the police would have to release them if they couldn't find evidence.

At this time, Ye Wuhen, who had been silent, suddenly asked, "Officer, there should be a stick left at the scene that they used to commit the crime. Are there no fingerprints on it?"

The middle-aged police officer shook his head and was about to speak when he heard Jiang Yueyang say, "Those holding the sticks all wore gloves."

Ye Wuhen was only thinking about saving Jiang Yueyang at the time and didn't pay attention to those things. Now thinking back, there were indeed a few people wearing gloves.

So... they all came prepared.

What kind of deep hatred does he have with the big brother these people talk about that they are willing to break the law to seek revenge on him?

It was a pity that he didn't see the man's face, otherwise he would still be able to recall the hatred between them.

Alas~ It’s also the original owner’s fault for not thinking about the consequences of his actions and making enemies everywhere. He has so many enemies that he doesn’t even know which one is which.

Just as he was thinking deeply, the police officer said with a heavy face: "Those people have anti-reconnaissance capabilities, and this time they are obviously well prepared."

He looked at Jiang Yueyang and asked, "Little girl, have you offended anyone recently?"

Before Jiang Yueyang could reply, Ye Wuhen said, "It's none of her business. Those people came for me. They saw that I had a good relationship with her, so they used her as a hostage to humiliate me."

Hearing this, the middle-aged police officer looked at the two of them meaningfully, and then asked, "Do you have anyone you suspect?"

"There are many people who have grievances with me, and I don't know who they are."

The middle-aged police officer was stunned, obviously not expecting to hear such an answer. How could a young man have so many enemies?

Finally, the North City police said they would do their best to catch the criminal, and the two went home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they got home, they saw a man in a suit standing in the corridor.

When Ye Wuhen saw the man, his eyes darkened and the smile on his lips fell.

He sneered, "It came pretty quickly this time."

The man was Ye Wuhen's father. He came to visit suddenly because he heard from Dean Luo that he was injured again.

Seeing the wounds on Ye Wuhen's face and the plaster on his hands, the man frowned tightly, and a trace of heartache and anger flashed in his eyes.

"You're either fighting or causing trouble all day long. Can't you take care of your body?"

Ye Wuhen looked at the man coldly, "Why, now you care about me? No need, I don't need it."

The man's expression changed slightly. He knew that Ye Wuhen had always been resentful towards him.

He didn't expect him to forgive him, he just hoped that he wouldn't punish him by hurting himself.

The man took two steps forward with a sad look on his face. "Xiao Chi, Dad knows you have resentment in your heart. You can blame me, even hate me, but don't joke with your own body."

Ye Wuhen's expression did not change when he heard this, and he still looked indifferent, "It's none of your business what happens to me."

After saying that, he took Jiang Yueyang's hand, walked past the man, opened the door, went in, and then slammed the door shut.

Jiang Yueyang was startled by the loud noise. Looking at Ye Wuhen who was sitting on the ground along the door panel, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

She could feel that he was very sad, and could also tell that he had a serious problem with his father.

But she didn't know how to comfort her.

After hesitating for a while, she slowly sat down beside him without saying a word, just quietly accompanying him.

After a while, her shoulders sank and she turned her head to see Ye Wuhen leaning on her shoulder with his eyes closed.

The system asked curiously: [Host, you are not the original owner, why do you react so strongly? ]

Ye Wuhen was silent for a moment, then replied: [I learned from the original owner's memory why the original owner hated his father. I can't accept it, and I can't help hating him.]

After an unknown amount of time, the man knocked on the door heavily and said, "Xiao Chi, Dad will come to see you tomorrow."

Then, footsteps were heard and the man seemed to leave.

Ye Wuhen slowly opened his eyes and asked faintly: "Jiang Yueyang, why don't you ask anything?"

"I don't like to expose people's scars. If you don't say it, I won't ask. If you want to talk, I will listen."