You’re Awake
"Can we go inside to take a look?" Xue Ning asked, interested.
She never got to see the face of the person that tried to kill her, her last memory of that man was one covered in blood and glass shards, and with the bad lighting, she couldn't make out any features.
"Let us in," Jingwei demanded less diplomatically. "Or I'll get the both of you fired for harassing my wife."
Normally, Xue Ning would baulk at this abuse of power, but then she also wanted to know what lay behind that door.
(Also, it was satisfying to see Ya Ren gulp under the weight of Sun Jingwei's steely glare. Jingwei was getting more protective of her, and even though she didn't need his protection, it still made her heart flutter.)
At Jingwei's statement, the two policemen could only stare at each other in defeat. They reluctantly relented to their request, for the sake of their rice bowls.