Tangling with the Western Commander - Chapter 228

Chapter 228: Chapter 225: He Has a Disability Certificate

Under the glaring sun.

Two police officers and one tall, imposing man approached together.

Wen Xian raised her hand to shield the sunlight and looked at the man coming against the light, seemingly surprised by his appearance.

Wasn’t he supposed to be looking for Lu Jiao?

“Hello, Miss Wen, we are very grateful for your help in capturing the suspect!”

After Wen Xian handed over Fang Zhi’s cell phone and other evidence to the police, one officer sincerely thanked her.

Wen Xian’s expression turned slightly unnatural, she smiled faintly and waved her hand:

“It’s okay, just take this woman away. It’s unfortunate to think she worked in a public institution and turned out to be such a cruel person.”

“Rest assured, this matter has already garnered the high attention of our Qinghai Province animal protection agency, and we will investigate and deal with it strictly!”

The officer said and walked directly over to the disheveled Fang Zhi, handcuffing her wrists.

However, seeing her bruised and swollen face, he paused and hesitated before asking:

“Miss Wen, do you know who caused the injuries on this suspect’s body…”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhi glared at Wen Xian with a chilling gaze and said with some difficulty breathing, “It was her, she maliciously wounded me!”

To that, the officer immediately scolded, “Nonsense! How could such a fragile woman like Miss Wen cause you to look like this?”

Fang Zhi was suddenly taken aback.

When everyone looked at Wen Xian, they saw her standing there with the demeanor of a delicate woman, partially hiding behind Captain Lu, looking at them bewildered and innocent.

“…”

The police began to lead Fang Zhi away, and as she saw the two standing there, a strong surge of jealousy and resentment suddenly welled up within her.

Especially Lu Xiao’s emotions were more complex.

This ugly scene behind him was witnessed by his own eyes.

As she passed between them, she suddenly blurted out sarcastically:

“Wen Xian, you’ve fallen for this Captain Lu, huh? Do you think he’s really such a great man? He has a disability certificate, he’s disabled, he deserves to only stay in such a place–!”

At the end of her words, the officers’ expressions changed, and they didn’t dare to look at Lu Xiao anymore, but hastened to drag her away, shouting, “Move quickly!”

But the spoken words, like spilled water,

could not be taken back anymore.

You really think he’s such a great man.

He has a disability certificate.

He is disabled.

The wind carried those words, echoing repeatedly by her side, and they entered the ears of those two people, clear and distinct.

Wen Xian just stood next to him.

Her gaze still followed the direction Fang Zhi was being dragged away, motionless.

Yet, it seemed that at some unknown moment, the man beside her stiffened.

The air around them seemed to freeze slightly.

Besides the sound of the wind, at that moment, nothing else was heard.

During those seconds, everything seemed so long and excruciating when suddenly the voice of a woman, smiling, came through:

“What’s the situation, Captain Lu? You even have a disability certificate? I’ve never heard you mention it.”

Wen Xian stood opposite him, arms crossed, a slight smile on her lips, her gaze unblinking, staring at him.

The man stood there.

His cold, handsome face showed no emotion, except those dark, cold eyes, which now seemed to have a hazy tinge.

Making everything deep within his eyes impenetrable, inscrutable.

He just looked at her.

When he spoke again, with a faint hum through his nostrils, he said, “I have.”