Rong Yan was in no hurry to leave; instead, she returned to Captain Lu’s office.
"Captain Lu... he has confessed, you can proceed with the interrogation now."
Taking advantage of Qin Fulin’s psychological defenses crumbling, it was a good time to strike again. Not only could they solve it, but there might also be unexpected gains.
Captain Lu was both surprised and unsurprised when he heard her words... because she had been in there for quite a while.
"Okay, but first, you need to tell me what he confessed."
Of course, that was not a problem, and Rong Yan immediately nodded.
Then, using the most concise language... it took her less than three minutes to relay the essentials.
Fortunately, Captain Lu was quick to record; as soon as she finished speaking, he had already written it down in the notebook.
He handed the written material to Rong Yan. "Take a look, if there’s no problem, sign it."
Rong Yan quickly scanned the document and, confirming there were no issues, she wrote down her name.
"That’s it then, I’m leaving now."
"Okay." Captain Lu gathered the notes, eager now to conduct the interrogation.
Rong Yan then walked out.
She had just left the office when she saw Qin Ye in the hallway. From his expression, she could tell he had heard everything she had just said inside...
"You..."
Before she could speak further, Qin Ye interrupted her, "Wife, let’s go!"
Rong Yan looked at him, saw his expression had calmed, and nodded, "Okay."
The two of them walked out together.
Qin Ye didn’t say another word. He got on his bicycle, waited for Rong Yan to get on, and then started pedaling...
Although Qin Ye didn’t ask, Rong Yan didn’t feel like saying much either, and the two experienced a rare moment of silence.
It wasn’t until Qin Ye was nearly at the village that he finally spoke, "Wife, thank you!"
That thank you included all the words this man wanted to say.
Although the voice was not loud, Rong Yan heard it, "We are husband and wife, saying thank you is too formal. Didn’t you always say that we don’t need to say that between us?"
The frustration in Qin Ye’s heart dissipated instantly.
His stern face softened.
His indifferent eyes gained a warm hue.
His heart stirred... how fortunate he was to have married her?
"Alright, I won’t say it in the future."
Rong Yan’s lips curled into a smile.
The couple then biked home.
Madam Rong saw them return and asked, "Did you both have lunch?"
It was then Rong Yan and Qin Ye remembered... they had not eaten.

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