Chapter 222: Chapter 222 - 220: A Kiss Sealed Like a Stamp

A kiss fell on her lips.

Shi Su was completely unaware in her sleep. She only felt her body slightly heating up, getting hotter and hotter, struggling to breathe, as if tightly embraced, confined by strong arms.

Until her teeth were swept by the man’s breath.

She softly whimpered twice in discomfort.

The man on her body tensed up all over due to her whimper.

A deep kiss almost like a stamp.

Gradually intensifying.

The temperature of her cheeks and body instinctively rose higher and higher. The man seemed to forcibly calm for a moment, finally having to get up and step back, in case he completely lost control.

Shi Su’s collar was slightly open, and she drowsily turned over to continue sleeping.

The faint red marks on her neck were intermittently visible, yet she was oblivious...

Z City, police station.

The police station in the tourist area was not large. Although it had complete security facilities, this place generally dealt frequently with robbery and theft offenders, and unlike in big cities where leaders often inspected, the environment inside was quite ordinary.

Especially in the interrogation room, amidst a clutter, Chu Chao sat there, wearing shiny handcuffs, always silent, refusing to speak when asked anything, with the redness around his eyes and the injuries on his face still very obvious.

After Jing Jihan appeared at the police station, several officers inside quickly wanted to tidy up a bit, but he had already walked in.

In the interrogation room, he stood halfway at the door, standing upright, his cold and stern face clean, forming a stark contrast with the dirty and disordered interior and the messy-looking offender.

The police continued the interrogation: "It’s in your best interest to start talking. Your situation is very serious, almost tantamount to attempted murder. Who did you borrow the car from, where did the tools found in the car and on your body come from? What is your relationship with Shi Su? Why did you disguise yourself as a driver to try and kill her?"

Chu Chao remained silent, but when he heard the police at the door speaking respectfully to someone, he turned his eyes to look at the door.

Then he saw that indifferent man in a black trench coat, and Chu Chao’s face, always silent and cold, suddenly trembled again. He didn’t know how Shi Su could have such a man protecting her, but clearly, as long as this man was around, it would be difficult for Shi Su to be out of the safe range.

Jing Jihan gave Chu Chao a glance. The two policemen in the interrogation room exchanged glances, knowing from the chief and Zhou He that this was someone significant, and naturally, they didn’t dare to treat him as an irrelevant person and chase him out.

"Is there surveillance in the interrogation room?" Jing Jihan’s icy gaze swept towards the two policemen.

The chief of the Z City police station immediately approached and said, "As long as Mr. Jing needs it, the surveillance can be turned off at any time."

"Zhou He." Jing Jihan took off his trench coat and slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves: "Please ask the two officers to leave."

Zhou He, seemingly accustomed to such things, walked in, nodded to the two puzzled policemen, made a gesture of invitation, and they promptly got up and left after looking at the chief outside the door.

Once everyone had left, Zhou He quickly walked out as well.

Jing Jihan said indifferently, "Close the door."

Zhou He raised his hand to close the door, cutting off the view of the policemen and chief outside.

The interrogation room was plunged into darkness, with only two desk lamps on the table lighting the room. Suddenly, the red dot indicating the surveillance camera’s presence blinked out. The tall and upright man stepped inside, causing Chu Chao’s stubbornness that refused to speak to increasingly crack.

"What do you want to do?"

"Your father is about to be released, are you planning to take his place and sing father-son affection across the prison gate?" the man’s expression was bland with a hint of contempt, and then his voice was cold, almost mocking: "What’s the point of being separated by prison gates? How about I arrange a fifty-year imprisonment for both of you, so you’ll never breathe the air of freedom again, how about that?"

Chu Chao’s face shifted: "Who are you? How do you know...who gave you the right to meddle in our family’s affairs? What’s Shi Su, that bitch, got to do with you?"

Jing Jihan curled his lips without emotion: "The woman I like has been tormented by the shadow your father and you cast over her for five years. Do you suppose I’ll let you off?"

Chu Chao’s heart chilled, hurriedly saying: "Let me tell you, Shi Su, that bitch, is not clean at all! A year ago, she was kicked out of her home and severed ties with her father due to her chaotic private life! Don’t be blind and fall for such a woman, she’s not worth helping at all! She’s already been slept with by countless men... Ah—!!!"

Jing Jihan kicked him in the chest; it appeared like a light flick of the leg, yet it held tremendous force. Chu Chao, handcuffed and sitting on a chair, had nowhere to dodge, getting hit squarely in the chest, and immediately spat foam, toppling over along with the chair.

Jing Jihan walked towards the fallen Chu Chao step by step.

"Now."

"Tell me."

"Which hand scratched her arm?"

"Which hand hit her head?"

...

Twenty minutes later, Jing Jihan left the interrogation room.

Several policemen quickly walked in, and upon seeing the scene inside, they looked at each other, bewildered.

Zhou He also went in to take a look and then fell silent for a while.

They had heard from Lu Zhao before that after Mr. Jing returned to the country, he had been calm and restrained. Even when Jing Yuanbin plotted behind his back for power and even tried to kill him, Mr. Jing didn’t lift a finger against him.

However, after Jing Yuanbin was sent to the United States to reunite with his son, no news seemed to have ever come back since then. Whether he was dead or alive, probably only Mr. Jing and those who had been by Mr. Jing’s side while in the United States knew, not even the rest of the Yu Jing Group.

Today, Mr. Jing was truly furious.

"Mr. Jing, tomorrow they’ll transfer the person to the city bureau." Zhou He walked over with a pack of antiseptic wipes, and even though Jing Jihan’s hands were clean, he still immediately handed over the wipes.

Jing Jihan didn’t take them, one hand thrust into his pants pocket, his gaze clear and impassive, his voice extremely cold: "Contact Lu Zhao, keep a close watch on the one about to be released."

Zhou He had already been in contact with Lu Zhao earlier, and presumably knew some situations, nodded: "Understood."

Jiang City.

Lu Zhao’s Passat was parked in front of the Jiang City Prison Administration and Justice Department. After hanging up the phone, he got out and went inside.

"Mr. Xu, hello, I’m Lu Zhao, the executive assistant from Yu Jing Group. Here’s my business card."

"Frankly, regarding the case of Chu Shangdong’s imminent sentence reduction and release, our Mr. Jing is very interested. I heard you approved the reduction application? Mr. Jing plans to return next week and would like to schedule a meeting with you."

Mr. Xu took the business card, and upon hearing Mr. Jing wanted a meeting, he was shocked, while Lu Zhao coldly said: "Those who shouldn’t be released, I hope Mr. Xu will reconsider carefully, lest a great disaster arises in the future, and no one will be able to protect you."