He looked down at her, and his face was cold, "Where are those people?"

He will not let anyone who dares to hurt her.

"I was beaten up." Jian Qing's eyebrows and eyes were bent, not like the previous appearance of the God of Killing Shura.

He raised his cold eyebrows, "Didn't you beat him to death?"

"It should be saved." She said hilariously.

Quan Yifei listened quietly to the conversation between the two of them, with a dark line on her head. Is it really good to talk about this in front of the police?

Yu Guang secretly glanced at Officer Wang who was standing not far away. Seeing his face full of expressions, he felt a little sympathetic to him for a second.

Song Xirou looked at the two people hugging each other, and the hatred deep in her eyes surged. From beginning to end, she was the only one in his eyes. Even Old Lady Quan and the others had never asked, was Jian Qing that important to him?

Officer Wang, who was standing aside, saw that the time was almost over, walked forward with a tough bullet and said inappropriately, "Miss Jian, it's ten minutes."

Jian Qing looked up at Quan Jingwu and signaled him to let go, "I want to go to the police station to make a record."

"I'll accompany you." Quan Jingwu frowned, and glanced at Officer Wang with a faint look. Officer Wang was shocked, as if he had returned to the feeling of facing the instructor during the military training.

Not only that, the current person in front of him is even more terrifying than the devil instructor in the army.

Jian Qing nodded and turned to look at Quan Yifei, "Yifei, Xiaojing will accompany me, you and your aunt and others will go back first."

Quan Yifei nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, "Okay."

The driver of the Quan family also arrived and got off the car and opened the car door for Mrs. Quan.

Rei then got into the car, rolled down the window and looked at Quan Jingwu, "Jingwu, after going to the police station, take Xiao Qing'er to the old house. I will ask the kitchen to make soup for Xiao Qing'er tonight."

"Yes." Quan Jingwu looked down at the person beside him and responded without raising his head.

Inside the car, Song Xirou's eyes darkened, and her heart was even more jealous of Jian Qing.

Watching the car leave, Jian Qing turned to look at Officer Wang and said slowly, "Official Wang, let's drive over by ourselves."

"Oh, yes." Police Officer Wang was still a little confused and quickly responded.

Quan Jingwu opened the car door, Jian Qing sat in, he went around to the other side and sat into the driver's seat, the engine started, and the black sports car raised a grey dust and disappeared in an instant.

Officer Wang took a bite of exhaust gas and followed him in his police car with his fate.

On the way, Jian Qing closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and inserted her right hand into her pocket without any trace.

Quan Jingwu was all focused on her. Seeing her closing her eyes, she thought she was tired, so she slightly slowed down.

When he arrived at the police station, Quan Jingwu accompanied Jian Qing in, and the director was waiting inside.

Before coming, Officer Wang called the bureau first. As soon as he heard Quan Jingwu's name, the director hung up the phone and rushed out of the office and waited.

"Master Jing!" the director shouted diligently.

Quan Jingwu's handsome face was cold, and the chill in his purple eyes was discouraged. "Don't you want to take a record?"

"Yes, hurry up." The director turned his head and said to Officer Wang, "Hurry up, don't waste time between Master Jing and Miss Jian."

Officer Wang was very despised by his boss's kindness and flattery, but because he was his immediate boss, he could only obey his orders.

With Quan Jingwu there, the director dared not extend the transcript time. In less than five minutes, the transcript ended. The director smiled and greeted Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing to the door. It was not until they drove away that they breathed a sigh of relief and turned back.

Finally, the Buddha was sent away.

In the car, looking at the view outside the window, Jian Qing recognized that this was not the direction to return to Shijin Haoting, and turned to look at the man driving beside her.

"Xiao Jing, where are you going?"

"Take you back to the old house, my mother asked someone to make soup for you." Quan Jingwu controlled the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed the top of her hair with the other.

Jian Qing was stunned, and suddenly remembered what Rei had said just now, and almost forgot that there was still something else.

"The old house doesn't have my clothes, so I can't walk around wearing this one, right?" She couldn't even stand the dirty and bloody clothes herself.

"It's okay, please send it over." He said.

Jian Qing's eyes flashed, "Or why don't we go to the old house today, and we'll go there another day."

"Hmm?" Quan Jingwu looked at her in confusion, always feeling something was wrong with her.

Meeting his exploratory vision, Jian Qing's heart skipped a beat and coughed lightly, "Forget it, go to the old house, I'll send someone to send clothes over."

Forget it, take one step at a time. Maybe there are many people in the old house, and he will not always be with her, and he will not be discovered by him.

Quan Jingwu glanced at her deeply, then withdrew his gaze and focused on driving.

Jian Qing took her cell phone and compiled a message and sent it out. She accidentally pulled her right hand and frowned slightly.

...

When they returned to the old house, Quan Hao and Mr. Quan were already waiting in the living room. They heard about the incident from Quan Yifei, and both of them were a little scared.

Especially Quan Hao, looking at his wife's face, he wanted to pull out the man who almost pushed his wife down the hillside and beat him up.

"Are there any other place injured?" Quan Hao asked with concern.

Rey shook his head and held his warm big hand, "I'm fine, thanks to Xiao Qing'er this time, otherwise I might have been half-smashed to death."

Upon hearing this, Quan Hao nodded calmly and was very grateful to Jian Qing in his heart.

Mr. Quan said, "Jingwu accompanied Qing Meitu to the police station, and I guess he would be able to finish the transcript soon. Feifei, call him and ask him to bring Qing Meitu back for dinner."

She is worthy of being the future granddaughter-in-law of their Quan family. Her courage and neat skills are indeed comparable to those of few people. At least, there is absolutely no second person in this capital like her.

"No need, the second aunt and third brother have told me that he and Jian Qing will come together later." Quan Yifei said.

Song Xirou looked at everyone's mouth and kept silent. She felt a strong sense of unwillingness in her chest, but she still had a smile on her face, "Grandma Quan, then I'll leave first, I won't bother you."

Old Mrs. Quan reached out to hold her and smiled kindly, "You can stay here for dinner today, don't rush to leave."

"Yes, Xirou, you're scared today, so stay here for dinner before leaving." Quan Yifei echoed.

Song Xirou smiled shyly and her face turned slightly red, "It's all Jian Qing's credit today, I didn't help, I'm really useless."

Old Mrs. Quan patted her hands, "What are you saying? You can have the courage to exchange yourself for Rey as a hostage at critical moments. We appreciate this feeling."

"Grandma Quan, I'm embarrassed to say that." Song Xiju said, "I didn't help much."
Chapter completed!