SWNOVELS Chapter 8 - 8 008, Female Drunkard
8 008, Female Drunkard
Translator: Endless Fantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It was Huo Jingshen.
He didn't even change his stance, just casually sealed off Huo Zhexi's movement with one hand.
"Big brother, let go...ow! Ouch ouch ouch ouch..." Huo Zhexi grimaced in pain, his handsome face turned pale very quickly, he bent over midriff, the only word left in his mouth was begging for mercy. "Uncle Liang, take the young master back to the car first." Huo Jingshen instructed.
"Okay, eldest master."
Huo Zhexi's arm was finally spared. He immediately started shouting and screaming, "Uncle Liang, I'm not going back, I want to find that bitch to clarify... Uncle Liang! Uncle Liang....." Uncle Liang used to be a soldier, although already in his fifties, he was much stronger than the weak and delicate Huo Zhexi.
Then, he half-dragged Huo Zhexi and took him away.
The interrogation room finally returned to tranquility.
Huo Jingshen was still standing there, with his nearly 1.9-meter-tall body straight and slender. A few buttons of his white shirt's collar were undone, and the sleeves had also been rolled up.
It seemed very casual, but one could hardly ignore the strong aura exuding from him.
Especially the casual sealing off just now, the echo of Huo Zhexi's wail was still close at hand...
No one in the interrogation room dared to speak, even the once arrogant bar owner.
Until...
"Calculate the accounts." Huo Jingshen broke the silence.
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Money talks.
Huo Jingshen was generous when it came to paying. The bail procedure was quickly completed, and the bar owner also left satisfied.
The staff responsible for the transcripts glanced at the testimony recorded earlier and reminded, "Mr. Huo, Miss Su's bail releaser hasn't come yet."
Huo Jingshen's action paused, he looked up and asked, his voice as usual, "She's a Su?"
In Nancheng, and also just so happens to be a Su, could it be such a coincidence?
"Yes, her name is Su Wanwan." The police officer did not find it suspicious and continued, "I just checked, this Su Wanwan had quite a record here two years ago - she has a track record! Fights, drinking, gambling, racing... she even got suspected of hiding drugs! By the way, her father Su Yuntang is the deputy director of the Broadcasting and Television Bureau, but the bail releaser she mentioned earlier is Mo Weiyi, also known as Miss Mo..." "Just sign the documents." Huo Jingshen interrupted him.
It was already past one in the morning. The police officer saw that although Huo Jingshen was a man of few words, he handled things quickly, so he was also not willing to complicate things unnecessarily. The earlier they finished, the earlier he could fulfill his duty.
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As he stepped out of the interrogation room, Huo Jingshen received an international call.
As he looked at the sign in front that read "restroom," Huo Jingshen picked up his cell phone and pushed open the men's restroom door.
"Jingshen, I might need you to make a trip to the airport tomorrow."
"What happened?"
"It's Ziyang, he snuck out and got on a plane, he should be arriving at Nancheng by noon tomorrow..."
With a 'clank', a bathroom stall door was swung open, Huo Jingshen frowned as a dark figure lunged towards him.
The force was quite strong, and because he was off guard, he was forced to take a big step back.
Just as the woman was about to fall to the ground, he instinctively stretched out his arm.
Su Wanwan also quickly reached out and grabbed him, she giggled out loud, looking rather carefree.
Huo Jingshen looked at her flushed cheeks, quickly let go of his hand, only to find his sleeve clutched in her hand.
"Thank you." After Su Wanwan finished speaking, she let out a loud burp.
She had drunk dozens of beers at the bar earlier. She drank so fiercely at the time that she didn't feel drunk, but didn't expect to go to the bathroom and almost fell asleep on the toilet.
She barely managed to get up, when she immediately felt dizzy and her eyelids felt incredibly heavy, she couldn't even see the road clearly...
"I have something to deal with here, I'll call you later." Ignoring the questions from his friend on the other end, Huo Jingshen instantly hung up the phone and forcefully tried to pry the woman off him. But Su Wanwan refused to let go.
She tightly held on to the 'quilt' in her hand, breathing in the faint, crisp scent, felt her whole body becoming much more comfortable.
She even lowered her head and rubbed her face against him without any hesitation.
The highly clean-conscious man instantly furrowed his brows, his face turned slightly gloomy, and deep down there was a growing dislike and impatience.
Within a single day, this woman had managed to stain his white shirt twice.