Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Jing Jiaren finally understood why Ximen Longting said... Ji Ziang and Leng Lintian are the same kind of people.

He took out the wallet from his trouser pocket, picked up his ID card with his index finger and middle finger, and put it on the table.

"My surname is Ji. This is my ID card... Officer Luo."

Ji Ziang's gaze swept across the nameplate on the policeman's chest, and the evil in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and soon turned into a gentle and harmless smile.

After all, Police Officer Luo had been on the battlefield for a long time, so he immediately felt that he had offended a big shot.

"Do I need to provide something more personal to prove that I am not a third-rate actor?"

Officer Luo glanced at his ID card, and immediately his face changed drastically: "Mr. Ji is serious, serious."

Ji Ziang smiled: "You have a heart-to-heart talk with Police Officer Luo."

Several lawyers gave a standard salute.

"Officer Luo, are you in charge of Mr. Simon's case? Take a step to speak."

Officer Luo stood up and said with a trembling smile, "Of course I'm not responsible for such a big case...I'll take you to my superiors, and my superiors will take you to his superiors..."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Wen Xinnuan's lips trembled: "Oh, just let him go?"

Ji Ziang leaned against his desk: "Why, why do you want to keep him?"

"No, Mr. Simon..."

"Don't worry, my people will take care of it."

"But he just said that I'm a third-rate actor—he even kicked Jing Jiaren out to blow off air, showing no respect to us!" Wen Xinnuan frowned, and hadn't settled the score yet.

Ji Ziang raised an eyebrow: "Is that so? — Wait."

The bodyguards and legal team stopped immediately.

That Police Officer Luo was wagging his legs.

In front of all the policemen, Ji Ziang walked up to Officer Luo slowly and looked at him with a pale face.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you." Ji Ziang tugged on the gloves and pulled them back.

Before everyone realized how he made the move, Officer Luo had already fallen to the ground, his body slipped a long way, his glasses fell on the ground, and his eyes stared at him.

Jing Jiaren tugged on Wen Xinnuan's arm: "It's important...and he wasn't the one who drove me out."

She didn't want to waste time, Ximen Longting was still waiting for her.

Ji Ziang bent down, grabbed Officer Luo by the collar and made him stand up——

"No need," Wen Xinnuan said loudly, "The beauty said he wasn't the one who kicked her out."

Officer Luo had a swollen nose and two lines of nosebleeds. He kept shaking his head: "It's not me, it's really not me."

So many police officers just sit in their cubicles and watch.

Some people really can't afford to offend...

Ji Ziang put down his hand, and calmly took out a handkerchief: "Officer Luo, I've offended you."

Gentle and polite, with a pleasant smile.

As if it wasn't him who just started...

Officer Luo took the handkerchief and left as if fleeing for his life.

"Then who is the person who drove you out?" Wen Xinnuan asked seriously, "I'll help you teach her a lesson."

"..."

"It's true that my eyes grow in the vegetable field, and I treat the narcissus as a green onion!" Wen Xinnuan said and rolled up her sleeves in outrage, "After eating three bowls of rice at noon, I'm full of energy now, and I'm worried that I have no place to vent."

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Jing Jiaren was stunned, seeing Wen Xinnuan's appearance of trying to stand up for her, thinking back to the time in junior high... Her nose was slightly sour.