Qin Mo left Brian behind, took a helicopter, and rushed back to Ming City from Haicheng as quickly as possible to the Ming City Police Station.
When he arrived at the police station, Qin Mo walked in quickly with his long legs and saw Shen Nian sitting inside being interrogated.
She sat there alone, her long hair as soft as seaweed was a little messy, her eyes were reddish, and there was a red mark on her fair face, as if someone had scratched it with nails, especially on her baby-like soft skin. Conspicuous.
The shirt he was wearing was also wrinkled, and even two buttons were missing. He obviously looked like he had been severely bullied.
Qin Mo's heart suddenly tightened, and then a strong anger surged up, "What on earth is going on?"
When Shen Nian saw Qin Mo appearing here, his eyes lit up at first, and then he thought of something and immediately lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, hesitating and refusing to speak.
The policeman standing aside explained what happened. When he heard that Shen Nian fought with Chen Yingying to protect him, a strange light flashed in Qin Mo's dark eyes.
He reached out and touched the red mark on Shen Nian's face. There was a cloud between his eyebrows, and a cold light burst out of his eyes when he looked at the police, "My wife was beaten, and this is how you handled it?"
Hearing this question, the young policeman's heart tightened slightly. The man in front of him was obviously about the same age as him, but he exuded a powerful aura that belonged to a superior person, which was inexplicably scary.
What is his identity?
"Our police determined that this incident was a fight." The policeman took a deep breath, barely remaining calm, and gestured to Chen Yingying, who was sitting on the other side.
Qin Mo looked over coldly.
Chen Yingying's hair was as messy as a chicken coop, she even had a bald scalp, a big hole was torn in her clothes, and there were several bruises on her face. Of course, the most conspicuous one was the dark circle on the left side of her eye.
Compared with her, Shen Nian could even be considered to have a decent image. It was obvious who was beaten more badly.
Qin Mo: "..."
Shen Nian lowered his head and poked his finger guiltily.
Qin Mo was silent for a moment and praised: "The fighting ability is good."
Shen Nian raised his head in surprise, not expecting Qin Mo to say such things to her.
The young policeman on the side: "..."
Qin Mo said again: "You can beat me harder next time."
Shen Nian was stunned for a moment, then as if he was encouraged, he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yeah!"
The policeman couldn't bear it and said, "Hey, is it really okay for you to discuss this in front of the policeman? Just pretend I don't exist!"
Shen Nian immediately restrained himself and said, "I'm sorry, I will correct my mistakes and never do them again!"
Qin Mo didn't say anything, but looked at the young policeman expressionlessly.
Here it comes again, here it comes again.
This familiar sense of oppression is like a mountain that makes people breathless.
The policeman tried his best to straighten his back and said quickly: "Both of them made mistakes. Write a guarantee and sign it. The family members can leave after paying the bail."
"Thank you, Mr. Police!" Shen Nian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no record of the crime, otherwise there would be one more stain on her resume, which would be more of a loss than a gain.
But she didn't regret beating Chen Yingying at all! Who made Chen Yingying curse Qin Mo so viciously!
Qin Mo is her husband, and they are a family now.
Shen Nian is the most protective person, so of course he must protect Qin Mo, just like Qin Mo protected her before, supporting each other.
Chen Yingying stared at Shen Nian and Qin Mo, her eyes full of anger, and sneered: "Oh, do you, a pauper like you, have the money to pay the bail? I'm afraid you don't even have five hundred yuan in your pocket!"
"You!" Shen Nian almost started to quarrel with Chen Yingying again, but Qin Mo held her little hand and signaled her to calm down.
"There's no need to waste words with her." He took out a bank card and paid a bail of 50,000 yuan in front of Chen Yingying.
Chen Yingying gritted her teeth and said: "Isn't it just 50,000 yuan? It's not 50 million, so why..."
Qin Mo's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing Chen Yingying's throat. She instantly felt a terrible suffocation and was unable to speak.
What a scary look!
For a moment, Chen Yingying even suspected that she would be killed by the man's gaze!
Qin Mo looked away in disgust as if he was looking at rubbish, and said to the policeman: "Mr. Policeman, this woman keeps making provocative words, obviously has no intention of repenting, and is contemptuous of the police station and the law. Shouldn't she be punished with an additional penalty?" Shouldn’t it be processed?”
When the police heard this, they also had anger on their faces, "Chen Yingying, since you don't repent and your attitude is extremely bad, you will now be formally detained as an administrative penalty to serve as a warning to others!"
Shen Nian didn't expect that Qin Mo would increase Chen Yingying's punishment with just a few words, and he couldn't help but feel a little more admiration in his eyes.
"Why! I don't accept it!" Chen Yingying's eyes widened when she heard this, and she started making a fuss like a shrew, "Even if she has to be detained, Shen Nian must stay with her! She is not allowed to leave!"
Qin Mo ignored her and led Shen Nian away.
No matter how much trouble Chen Yingying makes behind the scenes, it is none of their business. Naturally, the people's police will teach her how to behave.
Shen Nian followed Qin Mo out of the police station and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there is no record of this. Qin Mo, thank you."
Qin Mo frowned without any trace.
From getting married to now, Shen Nian has said "thank you" to him many times. I didn't think it was anything before, but now it becomes more and more unpleasant to hear.
He said: "You don't have to say thank you to me in the future."
"Yeah." Shen Nian was stunned, then pursed his lips and smiled, nodding obediently.
Only family members don’t need to politely say thank you. Qin Mo’s words should mean that he treats her as a family member, right?
Thinking of this, the pain of being rejected by Qin Mo yesterday gradually dissipated a little.
"By the way." Shen Nian remembered another important thing and asked hurriedly, "Can the bail of 50,000 yuan still be refunded?"
"Okay." Qin Mo nodded.
Shen Nian patted his chest happily, "That's good, that's good, otherwise I will be heartbroken! Fifty thousand yuan is enough for our living expenses for a year!"
Qin Mo's eyes darkened, fifty thousand yuan.
In the past, it probably wasn't even enough for his meal, but in Shen Nian's eyes, it was their living expenses for a year.
She came from a bad background, her mother was seriously ill, and her father only used her without any affection. But in such adversity, she still worked hard to live and embrace the sunshine.
Like a tenacious and tenacious grass.
There are no big trees and no beautiful flowers, but they have unique vitality. Wild fires cannot burn them out, and spring breezes blow them again.
"Qin Mo, what are you thinking about?" Shen Nian rarely saw Qin Mo distracted and asked curiously.
Qin Mo came back to his senses and said calmly: "It's nothing, you need to apply medicine on your face."
Shen Nian smiled nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, it's just a small injury, and the skin is not even broken. How can he be so delicate."
She paused and showed a sly smile like a little fox, "I'm much more ruthless than Chen Yingying."
"If you have a few more scratches on your face, you will turn into a little cat." Qin Mo stared at the red marks and felt a surge of displeasure in his heart, as if he saw an extra scratch on his precious porcelain collection. Like scratches.
Although the flaws are not concealed, I feel unhappy and want to get angry.
Naturally, this fire was not directed at Shen Nian.
Qin Mo said to her: "Don't be so impulsive in the future. Leave fighting to me."