Police station.
The car arrived at the police station, Lu Hechen stopped, glancing at Weilan beside him. She was asleep, truly asleep.
He unbuckled his seatbelt, took off his jacket, and gently covered Weilan with it, afraid she might catch a cold.
Taking out his phone, Lu Hechen texted Li Feng: Go inside and ask about what happened with that group this afternoon?
Li Feng immediately replied: Young Master, I've already arrived. You don't need to intervene, just stay with Young Mistress. Li Rui and I will handle it.
Seeing the message, Lu Hechen leaned back in his seat, relaxing a bit, and turned to look at Weilan beside him, who was sleeping soundly.
Her petite nose, Xiaoqiao's face, delicate features, long eyelashes, and when sleeping, her face lacked the previous coldness.
How much he wished this moment could pause, just like this, watching her, doing nothing, just watching her, his eyes full of her.
