If you don’t have the same surname and live together, you will either be a couple or a boyfriend or girlfriend.

Wen Linyan glanced at Song Qianti, and there was no other emotion on his face except indifference. A cold and clean voice sounded faintly: "Know."

When the police heard that they knew each other, they thought the couple had a bad temper and didn't say a word. They went up and picked up the notebook on the table, turned to the page of Song Qianti and handed it to Wen Linyan: "Since that's the case, please take her away after signing the letter."

Wen Lin's words didn't answer, and his silent eyes fell coldly on Song Qianti.

Song Qianti looked at him with a slight pleading eyes, and used all her cuteness in the blink of an eye.

Wen Linyan narrowed his eyes, took the pen with clear fingers, and was too lazy to even answer the notebook. The police took it. He signed his name twice, then patted the pen on the notebook, raised his foot and walked out.

Seeing that he left without waiting for Song Qianti, the policeman looked at Song Qianti with a little more sympathy and pity.

This little girl is pretty, but she doesn't have a good look at her boyfriend.

What's the use of being handsome? She has such a bad temper. In the future, she will suffer.

Song Qianti didn't mind the complicated emotions in his eyes at all, and smiled openly at him.

When the police saw that she was still laughing, they complained: People don’t mind their boyfriend treating him like this, why are he worried about him?

He said to Song Qianti: "You can leave now."

How could Song Qianti leave Song Jinghan and Zhong Qiuyao and leave? She said, "You heard it just now. He called me sister and I will bail them."

It was too late, and the strong sleepiness surged. The police yawned twice in a row, thinking of sending them away quickly. He found a place to sleep, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, sign."

Song Qianti gave Zhong Qiuyao who was leaning against her shoulder to Song Jinghan, stepped forward and picked up the pen, preparing to sign the notebook.

When she finished writing, she paused for a moment when she looked at Wen Linyan's strong and powerful handwriting.

The handwriting is calm and grand, with a faint sharpness, as beautiful as his people.

She raised the corners of her lips slightly, threw the pen on the table after signing, walked over and picked up the bag on the chair, and helped Zhong Qiuyao out with Song Jinghan.

As soon as she left the interrogation room, Song Jinghan asked her: "What's wrong with you and that man?"

Song Qianti said: "Didn't I tell you two days ago that a handsome guy has moved next door to me."

She and Wen Linyan did live together, but they were just opposite each other, not what those people thought.

She said this on purpose just now, which made everyone misunderstand, otherwise she might still be staying in it at this moment.

Song Jinghan suddenly realized: "No wonder his face was so bad just now."

Can it be bad?

It was obviously just a neighbor's relationship, so she had to say so ambiguously.

They injured Antique and he also bailed her. The Gu family probably wouldn't give him any lawyer fees.

In the middle of the night, he ran away in vain and it would be better if he didn't slap her to death.

Song Qianti felt a little guilty, thinking that there were some foreign specialties that my uncle brought on on business trips at home, and would give her new neighbor some tomorrow, just as a thank-you gift.

She and Song Jinghan and Zhong Qiuyao were not on the way, so after leaving the police station, Song Jinghan sent Zhong Qiuyao home.

After they got into a taxi, Song Qianti took out her cell phone to call a taxi. It took a long time before someone took the order. It was almost two o'clock in the morning when she got home.
Chapter completed!