Luo Anning looked up at him in surprise and asked hesitantly: "Are you... not angry?"

She was suspected of murder, with evidence and evidence, and an arrest warrant was also released. The judge decided only by the judge. Aren't he angry?

Logically speaking, according to Rong Shao's irritability and moody nature, he should be so angry that he wished he could strangle her to death.

How could he be so abnormal now?

"Why am I angry?" Young Master Rong asked back without any worries, raised his hand and knocked her on her head.

"I'm suspected of intentional murder." Luo Anning said blankly.

"Then did you kill?"

"I don't!"

"Will it be over?" Rong Shaoman said indifferently, as if he was talking about the good weather today.

"Do you believe me?" Luo Anning was shocked and looked at him with wide eyes, unwilling to miss the look on his face.

Hearing this, a look of awkwardness flashed across Mr. Rong's face, as if he felt that I believed you, something a bit smearing, not his style. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "You are my wife."

The implication is, if you don’t believe in your wife, who else can you believe in?

Luo Anning's nose felt sore. He looked at Mr. Rong and liked him no matter how he looked at him, even his bad temper became cute.

They have no feelings, but they are husband and wife. At this moment, he did not blame or dislike, but always did Rong Shao's style of not playing cards according to the rules and chose to believe her. She suddenly realized that Rong Shao might have a bad temper.

His temperament is unstable, but his heart is hot.

At least at such a moment when everyone was afraid to avoid it, he chose to believe her, which was more heartwarming than a vow.

Young Master Rong held her wrist, frowned with beautiful eyebrows, and his fingertips slowly rubbed her red marks gently, "Does it hurt?"

"I'm not so delicate. This little problem doesn't hurt." Luo Anning shook her head and smiled slightly.

This is the first smile since Jin was handcuffed and entered the police station.

However, her smile made Young Master Rong's pupils tighten slightly for a while, and he became more and more angry. He turned his head and roared outside the door: "Chen Keming, why don't you roll in and open the handcuffs!"

Just imagine, a leader in the forties, who was scolded by a young man in his twenties in front of so many police officers, was scolded by Rong Shao's young man in his twenties and called him Daming. Where is his face?

Unexpectedly, the director who was named after him snatched the policeman's key in fear and trotted in and opened the handcuffs for Luo Anning with a smile on his face.

All the police officers also lowered their presence by looking at their noses and their hearts, and were afraid that the prince would take their anger out of their heads.

To be honest, if the Prime Minister's wife had not spoken in person today and asked to thoroughly investigate the case, even if they had a thousand courages, they would not dare to arrest Mrs. Rong and detain him...

The Prime Minister's wife is high and the emperor is far away, but Young Master Rong is different. The Rong family's influence in the whole of Asia cannot be underestimated. If you are not careful, just like Young Master Rong said, the police station will be flattened.

It's just a matter of moving your fingers.

Now, in addition to not being able to let Young Master Rong leave the police station and not being able to bail, even if Young Master Rong asks them to serve Young Master Rong as a cow, they will never dare to say a word of nonsense.
Chapter completed!