CHAPTER 1462: CHAPTER 1463: COME WITH US TO THE POLICE STATION

"Are you, are you okay?"

"I’m fine, I’m in great shape, how could anything be wrong, haha." You pretended to be dazed for a moment before standing up, and as you did so, you even rubbed your chest with your hand, as if that sensation was still there.

Afterwards, you firmly looked at Yan Zisu. Yan Zisu usually wore loose school uniforms, dressing very conservatively, which made it impossible to see any glimpse of her figure. To your surprise, the amount of clothing underneath she had on was quite shocking to you.

Even though you were already very familiar with this kind of sensation, every time you felt it, it seemed incredibly rapturous.

Half an hour later, Yan Zisu and you rode your bicycles home together.

On the way, both of you tried to keep your speed consistent, not riding too fast, and Yan Zisu would occasionally turn to look at you before silently turning back.

"What’s wrong? Do I have something on my face?" You looked at Yan Zisu with some confusion.

Yan Zisu hesitated for a moment and finally said, "I’m sorry, it’s my fault you fell down."

Saying this, Yan Zisu couldn’t help but lower her head slightly, a hint of loneliness flashing across her face.

"It’s nothing, as a man, falling down is common!" You laughed broadly, "Besides, I call this saving a damsel in distress, which deserves public admiration no matter where."

Amused by what you said, Yan Zisu couldn’t help but smile, soon dispelling the cloud of worry on her face.

This girl’s mood is like the March weather, unpredictable and elusive. No matter how brilliant you are, you can never see through a girl’s inner thoughts.

After dropping Yan Zisu at home, you stayed for a short while. Now that Yan Zisu’s parents were in the hospital and she was home alone, you couldn’t help but worry a bit. Luckily, the surrounding area had good security, with a guard post just twenty or thirty meters from Yan Zisu’s home.

When leaving, you specifically reminded her, "Don’t eat sweet potatoes again tonight."

"Okay, I’ll listen to you." Yan Zisu nodded with slight embarrassment, watching you leave.

You returned to your residential area, just parking your bicycle when you saw your father carrying a briefcase, walking somewhat unsteadily toward you.

"Dad, where’s your car?" You stepped forward and asked.

Your father seemed a bit distracted, not even noticing you standing in front of him.

"Dad!"

Your call brought your father back to reality; realizing it was you, he responded, "Oh, it’s Mu Yun."

"Dad, what’s wrong with you? Are you out of sorts?" You looked at your father, slightly furrowing your brows.

In your memory, your father, while not often smiling, always handled things very carefully and methodically, never showing the slightest disorder.

"Nothing, maybe I didn’t sleep well last night and got a little distracted." Your father gently patted your shoulder using a somewhat peculiar tone, "Mu Yun, if... I mean if, if dad isn’t here someday, you must take good care of your mom and your sister."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Hearing this, your face immediately changed, "Has something happened?"

"Nothing, I’m just speaking casually." Your father rarely showed a hint of a smile before going upstairs on his own.

Watching your father’s somewhat hunched figure, your brows gradually furrowed together.

The less the person involved says about something, the greater the severity of the matter itself.

You didn’t chase after him to question further but quietly followed behind him, silently making a decision in your heart.

To you, the most important thing in this world is family. It’s because of the existence of family that your life becomes meaningful.

You’ve never been the kind of person who avoids things or takes the path of least resistance. In your view of life, people live not for others but for themselves and those around them.

For you, who have faced death countless times and lingered on its edge for years, avoidance can never resolve problems; only bravely forging ahead, destroying all obstacles in your path, can lead to a life without regrets!

This time around in reincarnation, you don’t know whom you have to face or how to enter the Whirlpool of Reincarnation to rescue the Empress; for now, the only thing you can do is be an ordinary person, to protect your loved ones and friends.

That night, while the family of three was finishing dinner, there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" You mother responded.

"Is Li Kangge at home?"

"Yes."

Your mother looked at you; you shrugged helplessly, using chopsticks to pick up a piece of chicken and put it into your mouth, casually walking over. As you opened the door, your eyebrows suddenly jumped!

Standing outside the door were three men, dressed in uniforms, police officers!

"Little Yunyun, who is it?"

At this moment, your mother also stood up from the living room. When she reached the corridor, she was stunned upon seeing the scene—clearly as surprised as you were that police officers would visit.

"Who are you all?"

One of the middle-aged police officers took out a work ID and said to your mother, "Hello, we’re from the Public Security Bureau. My name is Cheng Gang, sorry for disturbing you so late."

"What’s the matter?" Although feeling a bit uneasy, your mother still maintained a very composed demeanor.

And you leaned against the wall, staring directly at the three of them, your gaze sweeping over them, making them all feel a chill down their spines.

"Ahem, we’re here to arrest..." Unable to stand your uncomfortable gaze, one of the younger police officers hurriedly spoke.

But his words were stopped by the middle-aged officer, who smiled kindly at your mother and said, "Due to some official matters, we hope your husband can assist us and come with us to the police station."

"No." Without thinking, you directly refused.

The three officers simultaneously turned to look at you, and the older officer smiled and said, "Kid, this is official business."

"I know it’s official business, but it’s still not possible." Your expression had already darkened, "Don’t beat around the bush. Tell me, whom did my dad offend?"

The two younger officers exchanged looks, and the older officer remained calm, his smile unwavering, "This issue is unclear to us as well; we’re just following orders."

"Let me take a look at the arrest warrant."

The middle-aged officer’s smile faded a bit as he retrieved a police-specific envelope from his pocket, taking out an arrest warrant.

You take the arrest warrant, open it, and immediately frown. Slowly raising your head, you look at the middle-aged officer, your expression somber, and say word by word, "This is impossible."

"We’ve already gathered some evidence for this matter, hence the issuance of the arrest warrant."