Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 299 - 273 He Doesn’t Like

In the matters that Lu Ming knew, the only connection Ji Sang had with Cheng Jianwen was Zheng Xia intentionally harming her. But that was just Zheng Xia’s individual action, although it was Ji Sang and Wang Ting who discovered Zheng Xia and Cheng Jianwen’s association.

But is such a minor connection enough to take Cheng Jianwen’s matters so seriously?

Moreover, looking at Ji Sang’s expression, there seemed to be more than meets the eye.

Instead of directly answering Lu Ming, Ji Sang asked,

"Are we really not going to follow up on Cheng Jianwen’s case anymore?"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, the first time he saw Ji Sang care so much about an issue, persistently confirming it.

But he still shook his head.

Their station was no longer going to allocate resources to investigate Cheng Jianwen’s matters further; sometimes it was better to stop when appropriate. However, that didn’t mean that private investigations could not be conducted,

as long as it wasn’t illegal, anything was possible.

Yet, Lu Ming didn’t say it out loud, subconsciously, he didn’t want Ji Sang to continue investigating, even he didn’t understand this subconscious reason.

There were still matters at the station, so Lu Ming went back, while Ji Sang went to the Jiangshui Police Station with a new assistant.

This new assistant was the somewhat braver young man who had recently joined their station.

Hearing that he would be going out with Ji Sang, a previously listless Zhao Qing suddenly perked up.

"Sister Ji, whatever you need, just command me."

As he spoke, Zhao Qing reached out to help Ji Sang with her backpack.

Ji Sang was pondering over Cheng Jianwen’s matter, her mind was not here, and instinctively stepped back when Zhao Qing reached out.

The moment she looked up at Zhao Qing with a tight mouth, the chill between her brows might have made others think she was angry.

Even Zhao Qing froze, had he offended his senior?

Only Zhang Quan understood that Ji Sang wasn’t really angry; she was just thinking about other things and disliked people getting close.

Zhang Quan lightly slapped Zhao Qing on the back of his head,

"Kid, stop fussing, just take care of your own things."

Zhao Qing quickly caught on, rubbing the back of his head,

"Hehe, won’t happen again."

Looking at Ji Sang again, he noticed the chill in her eyes had disappeared. She was still standing in place with her eyes lowered. If one couldn’t tell she was deep in thought now, they’d be blind.

"Quite interesting."

Zhao Qing muttered to himself.

His voice was very low, only audible to himself and Zhang Quan who was standing close.

Sss—

Zhang Quan slapped the back of his head again, this time with real force. Gritting his teeth, he warned in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Don’t have any other intentions."

He knew too well what the gaze of those who coveted Ji Sang looked like, as he was once among them.

He liked to admire, but Zhao Qing was different, coming from a somewhat affluent family, a spoiled young master, already had his way with several girls at the station.

Such people always had an agenda in their eyes.

Zhao Qing clicked his tongue.

"Brother Zhang, what plans could I have?"

But the flirtatious look in the corners of his eyes revealed themselves.

This worried Zhang Quan.

He really couldn’t leave his current responsibilities, and couldn’t just go and tell Ji Sang to be wary, that would be slandering, wouldn’t it?

As he was grappling with this, a lightbulb went on in Zhang Quan’s mind. Right, he had heard that Ji Sang knew Taekwondo, and was quite good at it. That settled it; Zhao Qing might be tall, but he was too skinny and evidently weak.

Moreover, they were going to a police station, what could he possibly do.

Zhang Quan shook his head, dismissing his concerns.

Ji Sang and Zhao Qing both had driven here, but when Ji Sang drove her car out in front of the building, she saw Zhao Qing waiting breathlessly, his back laden with stuff.

"Sister Ji, my car ran out of fuel."

Ji Sang glanced at him, tilted her head slightly, and motioned for him to get in the car.

"Alright!"

Zhao Qing first opened the rear door, put everything inside, and then seated himself in the front passenger seat.

Ji Sang drove the car, and not many people had ever sat in her front passenger seat.

Su Ge was one, Fu Yisi was another, and Qi Yi was another.

That’s it.

So when Zhao Qing got in, Ji Sang furrowed her brows.

She had just met Zhao Qing today, and this position, this proximity, felt a bit too close for her.

Moreover, Ji Sang suddenly realized that she was somewhat averse to other men sitting in her car, especially in the front passenger seat.

It would cover up the scent of Fu Yisi that lingered in the car.

She didn’t like that.

Zhao Qing naturally didn’t miss the resistance in Ji Sang’s eyes, and he pretended not to see it, hooking the corner of his mouth while buckling the seatbelt.

On the way to the police station, Zhao Qing was constantly trying to find topics to talk about with Ji Sang, but Ji Sang responded with little more than nods or monosyllabic affirmations.

She clearly did not want to talk much.

Zhao Qing, who had been spoiled since he was young, had a bit of money, was quite fair-looking and tall, had never faced rejection from women.

He hadn’t expected to encounter it with Ji Sang today.

This made the urge inside Zhao Qing grow even stronger.

He had never been involved with a married woman before.

Thinking about it felt thrilling.

Once a person’s thoughts turn vile, their emotions can leak through their eyes, and their whole demeanor becomes low and sleazy.

Ji Sang remained silent, winding down both windows all the way.

The Jiangshui Police Station had a fairly large yard in front of it, usually filled with several police cars, but today there were also several private cars.

One of them was particularly familiar to Ji Sang.

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Noticing the change in Ji Sang’s expression, Zhao Qing followed her gaze to see just a few cars; one of them was simply more expensive.

A glint of realization flashed in Zhao Qing’s eyes.

So she loves money, that makes things easier.

Ji Sang didn’t know that in Zhao Qing’s eyes, she had already become a money-loving, opportunistic woman easy to take advantage of.

But she wouldn’t care about Zhao Qing’s opinion of her.

After parking the car, Ji Sang picked up her things and headed inside.

"How is he here? What is he doing here? Is it because of this press conference too?"

Qiming was dispatched to greet the reporters, and naturally, the conference wasn’t just attended by the city station; many media outlets were there. Eventually, it came down to Ji Sang and Zhao Qing.

"Ms. Ji, are you representing the TV station?"

Qiming did not know Ji Sang’s profession before, but now, seeing her carrying equipment, she seemed different.

Ji Sang nodded.

Leaning in a bit closer with a somewhat cautious and gossipy tone, Qiming said,

"By the way, Ms. Ji, Dr. Fu is also here today."

Ji Sang gave a faint smile.

"I know."

Qiming had an understanding look.

They were husband and wife, naturally aware of each other’s schedules.

Seeing his undisguised expression, Ji Sang knew he must have overthought it.

She hadn’t expected to encounter Fu Yisi here either.