At the police station, Yin Manqing walked out of the interrogation room, glanced at the man standing at the door, and frowned, saying, "What are you doing here?"
Jiang Zhenghong was in a suit, looking weary. He glanced at her, relieved to see she was okay.
"I'm here to take you home."
"Did you bail me out?" Yin Manqing's expression instantly turned peculiar.
"Otherwise, let's talk about it after we leave the police station," Jiang Zhenghong said.
Yin Manqing, not wanting to be gawked at here, nodded and headed out.
Being summoned to the police station twice in a row, Yin Manqing's mood could be imagined as gloomy.
Once outside the police station, she headed directly to the roadside to hail a cab.
"I'll take you," Jiang Zhenghong caught up with her.
"No need," Yin Manqing flatly refused, her gaze focused on the incoming road, not sparing him a glance.
