After setting up the electronic shackles, the police officer nodded to Bo Zhiyi and calmly walked out.

Xu Qingcheng had already stood up, and before Bo Zhiyi could even speak, she said calmly: "Aren't you leaving?"

After the words fell, Xu Qingcheng didn't even look at Bo Zhiyi, and walked calmly towards the door. Under such circumstances, Bo Zhiyi came to his senses and quickly grabbed Xu Qingcheng's hand.

Xu Qingcheng frowned and looked down at Bo Zhiyi holding his hand. He subconsciously resisted, but such resistance was of no use in Bo Zhiyi's strength. Soon, Xu Qingcheng was overwhelmed by Bo Zhiyi.

He was tightly imprisoned.

Under such circumstances, Bo Zhiyi exerted force, and the thick and hard fingers with distinct joints passed through Xu Qingcheng's slender fingers, making it look like the two people's fingers were interlocked.

Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything, and Bo Zhiyi didn't say anything either. Then Bo Zhiyi took Xu Qingcheng and left the detention room calmly. Probably because he took care of Xu Qingcheng's pregnancy, Bo Zhiyi walked very slowly. Most of the time, he was

Bo Zhiyi is cooperating with Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng could feel it, but Xu Qingcheng didn't react much and followed Bo Zhiyi out mechanically.

After staying in the police station for a long time, Xu Qingcheng was not used to the sunshine outside. Even though it was evening, Xu Qingcheng felt that the sun was a bit dazzling.

Subconsciously, Xu Qingcheng blocked the sun with her hands. She was simply not used to the sun. However, in the eyes of reporters, this action made Xu Qingcheng feel guilty and did not want to face the camera, so the reporters became even more crazy.

The reporter's flashlight was focused on Xu Qingcheng. Even though he was stopped by the bodyguard, one after another sharp questions were directed at Xu Qingcheng.

"Xu Qingcheng, are you and Ms. Ye related as mother and daughter?"

"Xu Qingcheng, will you divorce Mr. Bo?"

"Xu Qingcheng, are you a murderer?"

...

In the eyes of the paparazzi, there is only news value and no other factors, so it does not matter to them whether these words can hurt Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng frowned and listened. These things were a little strange and familiar to her. She seemed to want to accept them, but she seemed unable to accept them. So after Xu Qingcheng got used to the sunshine, she looked at the reporter calmly.

Bo Zhiyuan's brows were already furrowed at Xu Qingcheng's actions, because Bo Zhiyang didn't know what Xu Qingcheng was going to do. It was his instinctive judgment of Xu Qingcheng, and he intuitively believed that Xu Qingcheng would not do anything good.

Subconsciously, Bo Zhiyi wanted to speak.

And Xu Qingcheng had already smiled lightly: "If I were a murderer, then I would definitely feel that I was not ruthless enough, so that others would have the opportunity to pour dirty water on me."
Chapter completed!