C543 She Thought too Much about It

The moment Ann Qianxi and Chi Shaojun hugged each other, both of them heard Jia Wanrou's voice at the same time. "What are you two doing?"

Ann Qianxi awkwardly moved away from Chi Shaojun's heart and very unnaturally walked in front of Jia Wanrou. Her voice trembled slightly. "Rou Rou, I wanted to tell you about this..."

Jia Wanrou's face was as red as a tomato. The muscles on her arms swelled up without batting an eyelid. She looked like Iron Man who was about to transform. The blood vessels on her temples were dark green. She held it in and held it in for a long time. Finally, she could not help but curse at Ann Qianxi. "Stop pretending in front of me. You are a shameless green tea!"

Ann Qianxi did not understand what Jia Wanrou meant. She wanted to hold Jia Wanrou's hand but suddenly stopped.

Jia Wanrou waved her arm excitedly and wanted to push Ann Qianxi away but did not notice that her hand was holding a knife.

Ann Qianxi did not see clearly what happened. The smell was bloody.

Jia Wanrou's knife did not cut Ann Qianxi but Chi Shaojun. When it was about to sweep towards Ann Qianxi, it was Chi Shaojun who pulled Ann Qianxi to the side and blocked in front of him.

Jia Wanrou's knife fell onto the white marble floor with a clang. Two tears rolled down her nose symmetrically like glass balls.

Chi Shaojun's injury was not big. It was just a small wound.

The quarrel led the other people in the kitchen to the house. Chi Shaojun said to everyone more like he said to Ann Qianxi, "It's okay. You don't need to go to the hospital." He held a thick cotton cloth in his hand. The cotton cloth was dyed red by blood.

Ann Qianxi stood silently beside Chi Shaojun. She lowered her head and did not say anything. But this action was clearly declaring war with Jia Wanrou.

Yes, she was declaring war like Jia Wanrou. Perhaps even Ann Qianxi herself realized that she was subconsciously proving something to Su Manling who had stunned the four seats at the banquet at the same time.

Chi Shaojun looked above Ann Qianxi's head. He covered his arm with one hand while comforting her in a low voice. It's okay, Ann Qianxi. Are you crying? I'm really okay. It's just a small injury.

Even those who are not involved are not involved. As bystanders, they could feel the burning passion in Chi Shaojun's eyes.

Jia Wanrou stood in front of a group of people. Her eyes were red and tears flowed out of her eyes. All of them were on her face.

She knew that she had lost. Facing this fight, she might not even be a match for an ordinary girl, let alone the great beauty Ann Qianxi who was surrounded by the stars in the bureau. She threw the knife to the sink and left silently.

Ann Qianxi lowered her head. Her bangs covered her face. Chi Shaojun did not need to look. He knew that she was crying. He was too familiar with Ann Qianxi's silent and sad posture. Although they had only known each other for a year, he understood.

Su Manling tilted her head and leaned against the door. The little detective and the tall detective did not know where they were looking. Every time they fought with a woman, they would stay out of it. It seemed that they were tired.

Now, the warm yellow light of the lamp flashed, making everyone in the room look less awful.

The suspended high-grade crystal chandelier on top of her head was introduced by Ann Qianxi by Jia Wanrou. In a very famous luxury furniture mall, it was carefully selected as Chi Shaojun's birthday present. At that time, Ann Qianxi and Jia Wanrou spent a lot of effort to carefully pull it from the elevator to the room.

Not only did the little detective and the rest feel tired, Ann Qianxi also felt a deep tiredness. There was a fine pain around her eyes. She raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eyes.

The most fundamental reason why her body was like a sand dune that was about to collapse was that Ann Qianxi found that she seemed to be unable to integrate into Chi Shaojun's circle no matter how hard she tried. She seemed to be unable to understand what Chi Shaojun was thinking even at the end of her life.

That was the first time she felt Chi Shaojun, her, Detective Zheng, and Little Detective were people from two different worlds.

Ann Qianxi did not remember how Chi Shaojun's birthday party ended. She vaguely remembered that it was already very late when the little detective and the tall detective left.

She walked alone along the lonely streets filled with newspapers and headed home.

A deep sense of tiredness wrapped around Chi Shaojun. His white shirt, which had always been unwrinkled, had a hint of tiredness. His tie was loose and tied around his neck. Su Manling appeared from behind him. She took out an exquisite wrapped gift box from her bag and opened it to take out a brand new tie.

Chi Shaojun was very tall. Su Manling was 1.72 meters tall, and she had to stand on her tiptoes. She wrapped her bracelet around Chi Shaojun's neck and tied his tie very gently and patiently. The scent of a woman caressed his face. He shrank at first.

Su Manling pressed close to Chi Shaojun, making it impossible for him to avoid her. She looked at her flawless and handsome face, as if she wanted to find an answer. Her eyelashes trembled slightly in front of his eyes.

"Happy birthday." It was the first time Su Manling kissed him so suddenly. Chi Shaojun stepped back and left Su Manling a little.

"Since she makes you so tired, why don't you consider me?" Su Manling smiled. Without waiting for Chi Shaojun's answer, she strode away.

Chi Shaojun did not need to explain. He knew who the "she" Su Manling was talking about. It was as if he suddenly realized who she was. He chased after her, but Ann Qianxi had long disappeared from his sight.

The next morning when he arrived at the station, the first news Ann Qianxi heard was that Jia Wanrou's internship period was temporarily put aside. She used the school's matters as a reason to invite for a long vacation. As for when she would be able to come back, Ann Qianxi was not sure.

Perhaps not facing Ann Qianxi, to Jia Wanrou, it would be more comfortable and at ease. Ann Qianxi did not sleep well last night. With her two slightly swollen eyes, she came to work in low spirits.

The atmosphere in the bureau was quiet and light. It was not as lively as when Chi Shaojun was preparing his birthday. Ann Qianxi locked herself in her room and wrote on the paper in front of the complicated medical knowledge.

Those medical terms that did not have any emotions had been written on the paper one by one since she had been with Chi Shaojun for more than 20 years after school. When she was nervous or in a bad mood, she wrote them down on the paper one by one.

Until she was in a good mood as the lines of the words DNA, cell nucleus, and so on went through, she slowly immersed herself into it until she forgot about her worries. When Ann Qianxi slowly filled up a blank piece of paper, she heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Ann Qianxi said.

The door to the law office opened. Ann Qianxi looked up and saw the person in front of her.

"Director?"

"From your tone, the second half of the sentence is' Why is it you '. Who do you want me to be?"