He is the young master of the prestigious Song family of Jiangcheng. Jiang Nian is just a country bumpkin. Why does she look at him like that and not take him seriously?
Not only did they hit him, they even dared to...
Thinking of how Jiang Nian pinned him to the ground and beat him up, then stood up expressionlessly and raised her foot, her canvas shoe stomping heavily on his face, as if crushing his bones...
This was blatant humiliation. Song Wenjing still felt a burning pain on his face!
"Still haven't caught anyone?" Madam Song looked at the deputy director of the police station and said coldly, "Deputy Director Lin, is this the efficiency your police station has?"
Deputy Director Lin immediately said, "Madam Song, please don't worry, I'll just send some more people. Where can Jiang Nian, a high school student, hide..."
Before he could finish speaking, the police station doors were suddenly opened.
Everyone looked up and saw a seventeen-year-old girl walking in with a bag slung over one shoulder.
She was dressed very simply, in a plain white T-shirt and jeans that made her legs look slender and long.
But the incandescent light shone on her face, making her skin appear porcelain white. Her small, unadorned face, with its exquisite features, was perfectly proportioned, beautiful and aloof, captivating all who looked at her.
...What a beautiful girl.
Many people couldn't help but think of this phrase.
Even Song Wenjing's heart suddenly pounded when he saw Jiang Nian; he couldn't tell whether it was from anger or something else.
Jiang Ranran stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Jiang Nian always wore those terribly unfashionable black-rimmed glasses, didn't she? Where did her glasses go? How dare she... be so beautiful!
Jealous and frustrated!
"I heard you've been looking for me?"
Jiang Nian stood in the center of the police station, looking lazy and indifferent, without any sense of urgency at being watched by the police. "No need to look anymore, I'm here."
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