Speak of the Devil

Listening to Yan Yuqin's questions, Jiang Fen became more and more flustered. He glanced at the door and subconsciously took two steps back.

Just as he reached out to close the door, the police officer beside him kicked the door open.

"Mr. Jiang, you are now involved in an accident and are now suspected of kidnapping. Please come with me to the police station."

The police officer placed the police officer's ID in front of Jiang Fen. When he saw him take out the handcuffs from his waist, he was completely stunned.

"What accident? What kidnapping? This person is my niece. I'm her relative. It shouldn't be considered kidnapping if I ask her out to relax, right?"

Jiang Fen swallowed his saliva and defended himself in fear.

If he was really put under these two hats, he would never be able to wash his name clean in this lifetime, and Jiang Fen didn't want to be that kind of person.