Professional Level! You Look Quite Funny

"Still not awake?"

Jiang Ruoxue frowned, looking at the police officer who had just come out of the interrogation room.

"Captain, this kid probably won't wake up anytime soon. Looks like he's been struck by a fit of rage."

A fit of rage?

This old lady will cool him down.

"Go get a bucket of water."

"Captain, this... isn't that a bit much?"

Jiang Ruoxue raised a willow-shaped brow. "Oh? So if he never wakes up, we're just supposed to sit here and wait for him?"

The officer fell silent for a moment.

Whatever. If the sky falls, the captain will hold it up. Why should I worry?

"Yes, Captain."

"Remember, add ice. The colder, the better."

Inside the interrogation room, Ye Bufan was cuffed to the interrogation chair, looking utterly haggard.

With a splash, a bucket of ice water drenched him from head to toe, turning him into a drowned rat.

"Ah-choo!"

The bone-chilling cold instantly jolted Ye Bufan awake. He looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings, dazed.

"Captain, he's awake."

Jiang Ruoxue nodded, her piercing gaze making the temperature around them drop.

Ye Bufan now noticed Jiang Ruoxue and recalled what had happened.

Damn it, dragged into the station again!

It had only been half a month. Ye Bufan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just then, Jiang Ruoxue's voice rang out.

"Name."

"Officer Jiang, we just met last time. Don't you remember?"

A grin curled at the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth. "You brought me in again this time. Guess we're fated, huh!"

Hiss!

The male police officer beside him sucked in a cold breath.

First time seeing such a bold prisoner. Flirting with a tigress? Does he have a death wish?!

As the golden flower of Jiang City Police Station, Jiang Ruoxue was coveted by many, but not a single person had managed to pluck this thorny rose.

One reason was her family background, the other was her temperament.

Decisive, fiery-tempered, and never one to save face.

Sure enough, after hearing Ye Bufan's words, the chill in Jiang Ruoxue's eyes was practically overflowing.

The officer beside her shuddered and quickly barked, "Answer what you're asked! What's with all the nonsense!"

Ye Bufan's expression turned cold, but to maintain a witty and gentlemanly image in front of Jiang Ruoxue, he slicked back his hair with a flourish and said politely in a magnetic voice, "This humble one, Ye Bufan."

Pretentious, disgusting, vermin!

Jiang Ruoxue barely suppressed the urge to beat Ye Bufan to death. "Age."

"Twenty-one. May I ask..."

"Shut up!"

Ye Bufan shrugged sheepishly.

No matter. He had already left an indelible impression on her.

That was enough!

"Someone reported you for fighting in underground matches and involvement in prostitution..."

"Wrongful accusation, Officer Jiang! That's slander, defamation! They must be jealous of my heaven-given talent."

Ye Bufan's face showed no flush, his heart no racing, his expression utterly earnest.

The male police officer beside her twitched his mouth, unable to hold back a laugh.

"What are you laughing at?!"

"I wasn't laughing, comrade. We're trained professionals—please don't question our expertise."

A trace of mockery flickered across Jiang Ruoxue's face. She knew he'd say that.

Without missing a beat, she slapped a few photos down in front of Ye Bufan.

"Anything else to say?"

Ye Bufan stared at the photos with a grim expression. He'd been secretly photographed without even realizing it?

Damn paparazzi!

After wrapping up Ye Bufan's matter, Jiang Ruoxue rushed straight to the Jiang Family without a moment's delay.

Meanwhile, in a private room at a restaurant, Lu Ming was pouring wine for Jiang Cheng with a fawning smile plastered across his face. The sycophantic display made Jiang Cheng frown, thoroughly uncomfortable.

"Spit it out if you've got something to say!"

Hearing that, Lu Ming perked up.

He dragged a chair over and sat right next to Jiang Cheng. "Brother Cheng, how did you get Campus Belle Li and Goddess Bai fighting over you and throwing punches?"

You little brat, why bring up that sore spot!

You're asking me? How should I know what those two women were thinking?

Especially Bai Weiwei—just causing trouble. What a headache.

Jiang Cheng let out a sigh. The plot was a complete mess now; not a single heroine was acting normal.

He had to get out of here as soon as possible. If this kept up, he was afraid the protagonist might die from sheer frustration one day.

He gave Lu Ming a complicated look.

"Maybe I'm just too handsome."

Uh...

Even though Brother Cheng was telling the truth, it still pissed him off.

Lu Ming grumbled internally, stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly.

"Brother Cheng, what do you think of me?"

"You look pretty funny."

Lu Ming's face fell, and he shot Jiang Cheng a resentful, pitiful look.

No love left. The bond had truly faded!

After eating, the two left the private room.

Lu Ming suddenly shouted, "Brother Cheng, Mu Qingcheng."

Following the direction Lu Ming pointed, Jiang Cheng saw Mu Qingcheng entering a private room with two potbellied, bald middle-aged men.

"What's this about?"

Jiang Cheng was puzzled. Why would Mu Qingcheng be out with two men this late?

Then Lu Ming slapped his forehead.

"I just remembered—the Qingcheng Group's capital chain seems to have hit a snag lately. Come to think of it, it's kind of related to you, Brother Cheng."

Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"Related to me?"

Lu Ming nodded and reminded him, "The Shen Family Manor."

Jiang Cheng caught on immediately. The Mu Family was just a second-rate clan in Jiang City, and plenty of people had only invested in the Qingcheng Group because of him.

So, it was his attitude toward Mu Qingcheng at the Shen Family that had indirectly caused all this.

"Brother Cheng, want to go check it out?"

"Check what out."

Jiang Cheng shot Lu Ming an exasperated glare.

Who could possibly take advantage of the heroine?

Having become the president of the Qingcheng Group, Mu Qingcheng was no naive fool. She wouldn't fall for a trap that easily.

Besides, why would a villain like me get involved in some hero-saves-beauty act?

"Hey, where'd he go?"

Jiang Cheng looked around, only to see Lu Ming tiptoeing over to the private room door, pressing his ear tightly against the crack.

Inside the private room, Mu Qingcheng noticed the lecherous gazes of the two middle-aged men and furrowed her delicate brows.

"Manager Hu, Manager Li, let's hear your terms."

Her cool voice echoed through the private room. The two men exchanged a knowing smile.

Their eyes roamed without restraint over Mu Qingcheng's stunning face and perfectly curved figure.

"CEO Mu, let's eat first and talk slowly."

"That's right, CEO Mu. Let us toast you."

Mu Qingcheng knew exactly what they were after. She spoke coldly, "Since you two have no intention of cooperating, I'll take my leave."

Seeing Mu Qingcheng so bluntly dismiss them, their faces immediately turned cold.

"CEO Mu, you should know the situation with Qingcheng Group. To be honest, this was arranged by Young Master Jiang."

"But if CEO Mu is willing to spend a night with the two of us, there might still be a way out!"

The moment the words fell, the entire private room turned icy, radiating a bone-piercing chill.

At the same time, the door was kicked open with a single blow...