Lawyer Zhang stood up from his chair, "Then may I ask, when can my client leave?"
Seo Fei, who was handcuffed to the chair, also looked over anxiously, having been interrogated for several hours, she was already ntally exhausted.
"We are following procedures. If there’s no evidence proving Miss Seo’s involvent in this matter, we will release her as per protocol."
"Alright then." Lawyer Zhang turned and walked to Seo Fei, patting her shoulder reassuringly, "Don’t worry, I’ll co to pick you up tomorrow morning."
Seo Fei nodded gently, "Thank you."
After Lawyer Zhang left, two female officers imdiately ca in and took Seo Fei out of the interrogation room and into a temporary detention room.
Sitting on the hard board bed in the temporary detention room, Seo Fei was like a startled bird, pale and anxious.
In the monitoring room, Leng Zirui frowned as he watched her, the look in his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Xu Pei, why are you doing this to yourself?!"
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The next day, the sky was exceptionally clear.
Leng Zimo, who always had an accurate biological clock, was already awake early. He opened his eyes and looked at Luo Xiaoqian sleeping in his arms, within reach, and his lips naturally curled up into a smile.
After five years, his empty arm finally had soone to hold. Watching her sleeping peacefully with a faint smile, his heart was also filled with contentnt.
Waking up to a room full of sunshine and a loved one in his arms, no matter what he had to face or go through, he knew there was soone whose heart was eternally with his. Isn’t that what happiness is?
For five years, Lord Emperor Leng never lingered in bed, but this ti he decided to stay with her until she woke up naturally.
Hugging his loved one tighter, Leng Zimo remained on his pillow without moving, simply watching her quietly.
There were still marks he left on her neck, her little face slightly flushed. The way she looked now was almost no different from five years ago. Clearly the mother of a four-year-old, yet she still looked like a little girl—his little girl.
Both her hands rested on his chest, especially noticeable was the scar on her right pinky; even after five years, it stubbornly remained, clearly visible. Seeing the ring on her left ring finger, the one he once placed before the world on her finger, Leng Zimo’s lips curved. It was ti to prepare another ring for her.
Yawning lightly, Luo Xiaoqian opened her eyes, eting his gaze. Noticing the smile on his lips, she lazily asked, "What are you smiling at?"
Leng Zimo reached out to take her hand, kissing it lightly by his lips, "I was just thinking it’s ti I prepared another ring for you."
Knowing he was referring to a wedding ring, Luo Xiaoqian playfully scolded, "Of course, it’s been five years overdue. You should’ve done it long ago!"
Leng Zimo intertwined his fingers with hers, "Then what about the things you’ve owed for five years?"
"What things?!" Luo Xiaoqian was puzzled.
Leng Zimo reached out, grabbing the key hanging at her chest and gently traced it across her skin, "At least once a day, minus your days off, that’s at least three hundred tis a year, which is fifteen hundred tis in five years... how do you plan on making up for that?!"
Luo Xiaoqian finally realized, imdiately laughing and cursing, "Leng Zimo, you’re a rogue!"
He chuckled softly, "Since you say I’m a rogue, then I’ll show you a rogue!"
"No!" She hurried to dodge, already feeling sore all over, and if he continued, she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed today.
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