"I need to know the whole story."

The director had just told him that Yangyang had called the police to report the other party for intentional injury, so he immediately became alert.

Intentional injury, who could be the victim? Of course, the one who called the police.

However, the director hesitated to tell him the specific injuries, and he didn't know how Yangyang was doing...

Someone dared to touch his only daughter! Did they really think Jiang Jinrang was dead?!

I don’t know what Jiang Yiran does for a living. He can’t even protect his own sister!

It would be fine if Yangyang was fine, but if she was... then don't blame him for being cruel!

Inside the police station.

Jiang Wuyang was sitting on a reclining chair with a cushion under it so that she wouldn't be left out in the cold.

Holding a cup of hot tea in hand.

After recording the statement, you should be able to leave.

However, considering Jiang Wuyang's special situation, the police have contacted her family to pick her up.

Jiang Wuyang thought he had contacted Jiang Yiran or Uncle Wang.

Anyway, Jiang Yiran is unlikely to come, so it should be Uncle Wang who comes.

So Jiang Wuyang sat down and drank tea with peace of mind.

Jiang Wuyang blew on the scalding hot tea in small sips.

The hot air rises and condenses into water droplets on the face, making it itchy.

Jiang Wuyang wiped the water off his face with paper.

He stopped drinking tea and calmly looked at the policeman in front of him: "Uncle policeman, when can my family come? Can't I leave first?"

The young-looking trainee police officer opposite scratched his head.

"No, you are a special case."

Jiang Wuyang didn't say anything, but stared at the policeman. The young policeman didn't know whether he was feeling guilty or not, but he looked away.

Still no words.

Knowing that there was no chance, Jiang Wuyang sighed silently.

He tilted his head toward the door and stared outside, hoping to see Uncle Wang's car.

At this moment, a strong burst of car lights came from far away.

The roar of the car was particularly obvious at night, and the car stopped at the door.

Looking at the familiar license plate, Jiang Wuyang seemed to realize something and subconsciously pursed his lips, becoming unusually nervous.