Lin Zhi was waiting in the police station. Hearing a noise at the door, she had barely turned her head when Zhou Congli wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Lin Zhi, are you okay?" The man looked at her, his face fraught with anxiety and his eyes full of worry.
Right then, Zhou Ye, who was following behind him, was brought in by the police. Mrs. Zhou and the others chasing after them also caught sight of her.
Lin Zhi felt a bit uncomfortable. "I'm fine..." She looked toward Zhou Ye. "Mr. Zhou, it was Zhou Ye who intentionally set me up!" Her eyes were red, brimming with hatred.
Zhou Congli was at a loss. "Lin Zhi, I'm sorry, I..." He hadn't expected her to find out so quickly.
Lin Zhi pushed him away, marched up to Zhou Ye, and slapped him across the face.
"Miss Lin, calm down!"
"Lin Zhi, what are you doing!"
The police hastily intervened, while Mrs. Zhou was furious. "How can you hit people?"
