novelraw Chapter 497 - 235. She killed someone, how can she still go home?
Chapter 497 - 235. She killed someone, how can she still go home?
By the time they arrived at the police station, Liu An was already standing in the waiting room with clean clothes.Seeing the two of them walk in so disheveled, he, a man nearly thirty years old, felt an urge to cry.
He had worked at the Mu Family’s company for more than two years, and except for legal holidays, he practically commuted between the company and the North Shore Villa every day. He spent several times more time with President Mu than he did with his own parents.
He had seen the couple argue and get angry; he had also seen them reluctant to part during short business trips...
He had seen Mrs. Mu, for reasons unknown, coldly speak of breaking up; he had also witnessed the tears of Mrs. Mu when she saw President Mu walk out safely from the debris after the disaster at Bai Shui Village...
He had seen President Mu, filled with rage, go torment Zhao Ying, who had pushed Mrs. Mu to the brink of death; he had also seen President Mu gaze adoringly at Mrs. Mu, his eyes almost overflowing with tenderness...
They had welcomed a small life connecting them, the Mu Family had accepted this daughter-in-law, and President Mu had started to try forgiving his parents who ’had their own hardships’; the upheaval with the Nan Family had also subsided, returning to tranquility.
But why, just when everything was slowly getting better, did God play such a huge joke on this couple?
Liu An couldn’t bear to watch any longer and turned away under the guise of retrieving a paper bag left on the sofa.
Nan Wan stopped, pinching the hem of the man’s shirt between her fingers, with a slight tremor.
"What’s wrong?" Mu Jin Huan looked down at her, yet he could no longer see the captivating light in those eyes once filled with the stars.
Though his heart ached fiercely, he betrayed no sign of it. He pulled her into his arms, his voice gentle as water, "They’re just going to ask a few questions. If you don’t want to speak, that’s okay. Just sit on the sofa and wait for me for a while; I need to go find the Chief."
Only those who had been inside understood how dark the police station could be.
All eyes were on the two of them, filled with curiosity, surprise, fear, disbelief, and a sorrowful pity...
The light was somewhat blinding; Nan Wan turned her head aside and shook it, speaking softly, "Find a clean room to change your clothes; I can go in by myself."
Aren’t you afraid?
How could she not be afraid...
This was her first time in such a place, having only seen it in movies before, and now she was truly standing inside a police station, with everything before her feeling unfamiliar.
But what good was being afraid? What she had to face could not be avoided.
The woman’s voice was very low, and when it reached Mu Jin Huan’s ears, it seemed the sound waves had already dissipated into the air.
Mu Jin Huan turned ninety degrees to face her, standing face to face. He kissed her and sought her slightly cool hand with his rough palm.
Interlocking fingers, his touch grazing her skin with a gentle force, yet it carried an emotion even he could not control.
His voice was deep and hoarse, "It won’t take long; after they’re done, we’ll go change. I’ll go with you inside."
His attitude was consistent, so Nan Wan did not insist any further. Submissively, she walked into the interrogation room with him, pausing for just a few seconds at the door.
Only a few seconds, a brief time that none of the surrounding officers noticed.
Except Mu Jin Huan beside her, who caught the moment. He asked nothing, only the darkness in his eyes gradually froze over with icy coldness.
...
Inside the interrogation room.
After exchanging a glance, the two interrogating officers began the standard procedure, "Mrs. Mu, could you roughly describe the entire process of the incident?"
They used the respectful term ’您’, and their tone was polite, not at all like interrogating someone suspected of attempted murder.
The Chief was waiting outside the interrogation room, with two cups of hot tea on the table, but no handcuffs or guns in sight.
Nan Wan knew, all this was because of the man sitting next to her.
Minutes passed with no answer from her, and after a discreet deep breath, the officer asked a second time, with the exact same tone and attitude as before, showing no impatience.
"Don’t be afraid," Mu Jin Huan tightened his grip on the woman’s hand, his voice softly reassuring, "Just say what you remember."
There were no cameras in the villa’s living room, and now only she knew what had happened in that less than an hour period.
He didn’t want his beloved girl to sit here and be interrogated, not at all, but now all the evidence was against her, and the feeling of being at a loss filled his chest, almost completely numbing his rationality.