Song Zhen and his wife leaned against the headboard, chatting intermittently.
Song Zhen explained everything about the police station situation to Gu Xinzhou in detail.
Gu Xinzhou lay on her side, nestled in his arms, quiet like a little kitten, wrinkling her nose as she asked, "Did you really just let her go like that?"
"Hehehe," Song Zhen chuckled softly, gently tapped her nose and whispered indulgently, "Given the current circumstances, it's the only option, but the police have confiscated her documents, temporarily preventing her from leaving the country, and have taken her DNA. Since she's had plastic surgery, her current identity might have been deliberately arranged. The police, in order to follow the law, released her due to insufficient evidence. But once they find that her DNA matches someone with a different identity in the country, proving her false identity, they will arrest her again according to the law."
Gu Xinzhou finally showed some relief on her face.
