"Destabilizing national unity?" Xia Chuyi glanced at He Qing.
He really had the nerve to say that.
She stared at He Qing and asked lightly, "Was it you who reported me? Saying I beat you?"
Being beaten by a woman is hardly honorable.
"Cough, cough." He Qing covered his mouth, pretended to cough twice, avoided her gaze, and masked his embarrassment.
"What, you reported my sister for beating you?" Zhao Xiaogui was dumbfounded.
Xia Chengzong frowned, glanced at the two police officers and He Qing, and finally snorted coldly, "He Qing, you're a grown man, how can you say my sister beat you? Could she even overpower you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaogui seemed to understand and jumped up, cursing at He Qing, "Exactly, He Qing! You're a big, burly man and a soldier, yet you claim my sister, a gentle and delicate woman, hit you? You're shameless!"
The first part made sense, but the second part... Xia Chengzong fell silent.
Xia Chuyi, however, was quite happy.
