"I just finished giving my statement at the Chengxi Branch. Can you come pick me up?"
Zi Xi's voice came through the microphone, still clear and cold, but the background noise included the police station's broadcast.
Are you hurt?!
Jiang Yanli's knuckles turned white instantly. The veins on the back of his hand, which was holding the insulated bag, bulged, and he immediately ran back towards the car.
"I'm fine, it's others who are in trouble."
"I'm just a little thirsty and want to drink some iced fruit juice."
There was a pause on the other end of the phone.
With just that one sentence, Jiang Yanli got into the car.
"Uncle Wang! Heading to the West Branch Police Station now!"
"Xixi, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon!"
He spoke anxiously to the driver, Wang, while also trying to comfort Zixi.
The black sedan's tires screeched as the car shot off like an arrow.
Jiang Yanli held the insulated bag tightly in his arms, not a single drop spilled.
What happened? In the short time he was gone, someone bullied his Zixi!
Is it that transfer student who's been bothering Zi Xi?
Jiang Yanli tapped his fingers unconsciously on his knees, his temples throbbing, and the various possibilities of Zi Xi's terrible condition almost exploded in his mind.
"Uncle Wang, drive faster!"
"Yes, young master!"
When the blue sign of the West City Police Station finally appeared, Jiang Yanli was already half-out of the car window.
Before the car had even come to a complete stop, he jumped out carrying the insulated bag, nearly knocking over a person carrying documents.
He nodded hastily in apology, then immediately spotted the figure on the long bench in the lobby—its back to him.
Zi Xi sat alone in the corner, dressed in a white T-shirt and jeans, her hair loosely tied in a ponytail. She was looking down at a document, and a noticeable red mark around her right wrist made Jiang Yanli's pupils shrink.
"XiXi!!!"
His voice was so hoarse it was unbelievable.
Zi Xi looked up, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashing in her eyes. Only a few minutes had passed since she hung up the phone. Could this person have sent Uncle Wang to fly over?
Her gaze fell on Jiang Yanli's sweaty temples and the insulated bag, and she couldn't help but swallow.
I want to drink sour plum juice.
Jiang Yanli rushed to her in three steps, casually tossing the insulated bag onto the chair.
He carefully grabbed Zi Xi's wrist to examine the red marks, his breathing rapid and heavy, his face like that of a demon: "You've been hit!!! Who did this!!!"
"When I was fighting with the thugs, I accidentally touched the decoration on their clothes with my hand, which knocked it over."
Zi Xi calmly said that it didn't hurt when she was hit, but she noticed a small injury on her wrist when she picked up a pen for the exam.
Jiang Yanli's expression was complicated and strange: "You...fight?"
It's not that I look down on Zi Xi, but Zi Xi, although expressionless, has delicate features and looks like a gentle and harmless little white rabbit.
Is it actually an evil little white rabbit??
What to do, I love it even more!
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