Chapter 23: Infuriating Without Remorse (2)

“What are you all gathered here for? Don’t you have work to do?” Seeing that Zhao Ying gave him no face at all and instead dragged Lin Fan straight into the interrogation room, Yan Dong shouted at the people around him. Everyone laughed awkwardly and quickly dispersed.

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In the villa, Tang Rui leaned against the headboard, speaking into her phone, “Grandpa, Lin Jie’s younger brother has been taken to the police station. Can you think of a way to help him?” In truth, Tang Rui herself didn’t know why she called her grandfather to intervene for Lin Fan. Perhaps it was simply because Lin Fan was the first man to ever see her body.

“Haha, and what’s this young man’s name? For my precious granddaughter to call me personally? Don’t tell me you’ve taken a liking to him,” the old man teased, though his words were filled with affection for Tang Rui.

“Grandpa…” Tang Rui called coquettishly, then told him Lin Fan’s name.

“Go and look into this Lin Fan for me,” the old man instructed his subordinates after hanging up.

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Inside the interrogation room, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the chair while Zhao Ying frowned and asked, “What happened? How did you get caught by Yan Dong?”

“Sis, isn’t it all because of you?” Lin Fan rolled his eyes, looking helpless.

“Do I look that old to you?”

“Little sister, is that better?” Lin Fan’s eyes darted mischievously over Zhao Ying’s chest, clicking his tongue from time to time. He couldn’t help it—the police uniform seemed a bit too small for Zhao Ying, and the fitted cut accentuated her figure even more. She must be a 36F, and Lin Fan couldn’t look away even if he tried.

“Because of me? Could it be that Wei Liang is giving you trouble?” Zhao Ying, hearing Lin Fan say it was related to her, immediately thought of Wei Liang. When she saw Lin Fan didn’t respond, she realized he was leering at her. Her face reddened and she scolded, “Pervert.”

“I was just ‘thinking’—how does that make me a pervert?” Lin Fan shrugged, looking aggrieved.

“Thinking isn’t allowed either, you little rascal,” Zhao Ying retorted sharply.

“Fine, I won’t think about it. But you’ve already admitted you’re my girlfriend. Let me touch, just once. I wonder if it feels real or not—could it be fake?” Lin Fan grinned wickedly, his eyes glued to the gentle rise and fall of her ample chest with every breath.

Fake? Did he just call them fake? Zhao Ying had always been proud of her chest, and now Lin Fan was accusing her of having fakes. She was so angry, she blurted out, “What do you mean? You’ve never touched them, how would you know if they’re real or not?”

“Let me touch and I’ll know,” Lin Fan replied, and with a sudden movement, he stood in front of Zhao Ying, his wicked smile deepening as he stared intently at her smooth, fair face, swallowing hard.

“Don’t mess around—we’re at the police station,” Zhao Ying warned nervously, afraid Lin Fan might really cross the line, and she quickly backed away, wary that he’d take advantage.

But Lin Fan only grinned wider, advancing step by step. “So you mean, if we weren’t in the station, I could do whatever I wanted? Besides, you just admitted in front of everyone that you’re my girlfriend—you’re not going to take it back so soon, are you?” Just as Zhao Ying was cornered and ready to resign herself to fate, the door suddenly swung open.

Lin Fan’s hand was only a hair’s breadth from her. He’d been moving deliberately slowly, just to tease her, and now this scene was perfectly witnessed by Yan Dong, who had just entered.

From Yan Dong’s perspective at the doorway, it looked as if Lin Fan was taking advantage of Zhao Ying. He immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Lin Fan, “This is an interrogation room! What do you think you’re doing here? What kind of place do you think this is?” For Yan Dong, Zhao Ying’s twin peaks were the most attractive thing about her. Until now, he hadn’t even gotten close, let alone touched them—not without earning a fierce scolding from her. Now, it looked as if Lin Fan’s hand was right there. The sight nearly made Yan Dong cough up blood in fury.

Seeing Yan Dong’s reaction, Lin Fan, who had almost withdrawn his hand, brazenly squeezed Zhao Ying’s chest right in front of him. The 36F was truly extraordinary to the touch—Lin Fan couldn’t help but marvel internally.

The instant Lin Fan touched her, Zhao Ying’s body went numb. Lin Fan seized the chance to pull her into his arms, his hand resting on her delicate shoulder as he declared, “Ying’er is my girlfriend, so what’s it to you? We’ll do as we please.” He put special emphasis on the word “girlfriend,” and while he spoke, he took a deep, appreciative breath of her fragrant hair.

“You two… you two…” Yan Dong was at a loss for words. Lin Fan played with Zhao Ying’s hair, a faint wicked smile at his lips. Under his long bangs, his eyes were unreadable as he stared at Yan Dong, as if completely unafraid of what would happen next. The most unbearable part for Yan Dong was that Zhao Ying said nothing at all, tacitly allowing Lin Fan’s behavior.

In truth, Yan Dong had no idea that Zhao Ying had never expected Lin Fan to take advantage of her in the police station. By the time she reacted, it was already happening. She couldn’t embarrass Lin Fan in front of Yan Dong, especially after she’d just publicly admitted to being his girlfriend. Moreover, Lin Fan had only gotten into trouble with Yan Dong after hitting Wei Liang for her sake. In this situation, Zhao Ying could only let Lin Fan continue his “performance.” In fact, she wasn’t completely averse to his actions—after all, he’d taken similar liberties with her several times before.

“Hmph, you’ll get what’s coming to you soon, kid,” Yan Dong thought angrily, struggling to contain his fury. He continued, “Lin Fan is being detained for fighting—he injured the son of the chairman of the Pujiang Corporation. The chief said to lock him in the detention center first.” With that, he prepared to take Lin Fan away.

“Everyone knows the chief is your brother-in-law,” Zhao Ying spat, unable to stand Yan Dong’s bullying.

“If you don’t like it, go talk to the chief,” Yan Dong replied arrogantly, pointing to the door. He didn’t dare push Zhao Ying too far—after all, her father’s status was well known.

With a cold snort, Zhao Ying left, clearly going to seek help. The fact remained that Lin Fan had indeed assaulted someone, and for now, Zhao Ying had no excuse to get him released. Still, she believed Lin Fan had only gotten into this trouble because of her, which was why she’d been so protective of him earlier.

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