Thinking about the possibility of spending the rest of her life with an attempted murder charge, Shen Qingyan finally became frightened, "Mochen, why don't we just tell my parents!"
"No need. I'll get you out of here. But you'll have to endure a few more days," Nan Mochen said softly.
"Oh!" Shen Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, patting her chest, "That's okay, I'm actually living quite well here."
Nan Mochen couldn't help but reach out and pat her head, "Are you silly? Who says the police station is nice?"
"Me!" Shen Qingyan smiled brightly, reaching out to smooth the furrow in his brow, "Mochen, don't worry, I hope you can be happy every day."
Nan Mochen felt a complex emotion arise in his heart. She was framed, how could he be happy?
He held her hand tightly.
"Mochen, actually, I think going through some difficulties is good. For instance, you're much nicer to me now than before!"
Nan Mochen: "..."
"Have you realized that you actually love me, hahaha!"
