Chapter 193: Chapter 193 Han Xiayang Detained for 24 Hours
The term ’Vice Director’ made Han Xiayang take a serious look at the man opposite him for the first time. The man in a crisp police uniform had hard and resolute features that matched those of anyone. His sharp, cold, black eyes glared at him coldly, with a slight smile that held icy coolness deep within them, staring back without the slightest concession.
Just one look, and Han Xiayang understood one thing: the man before him was not just a simple figure of beauty. How had such a person appeared in B City without him knowing?
The eyes of these two equally imposing men met in mid-air, neither willing to back down. At the same time, Han Xiayang realized that he was truly out of luck today, doomed to a rough night returning home. But none of that mattered now; what mattered was that his pride couldn’t be lost at this moment.
The next moment, Han Xiayang also curved his lips into a cold smile: "The Vice Director, is it? Do you know who I am?"
In B City, speaking of Han Xiayang, the general manager of Lin Group, no one dared offend him.
"Who are you?" The man raised his eyebrows, his gaze still unwavering.
This provoked a frustrated response from Han Xiayang: "I am Han Xiayang, the general manager of Lin Group."
Originally expecting a deferential apology from the other party, the outcome was far different from what he anticipated. The man merely raised his eyebrows dully: "Someone, take him to the detention room. Before 24 hours are over, do not allow him to contact anyone outside."
Realizing his identity yet still being locked up, Han Xiayang could no longer stay calm. He suddenly stood up from his chair, glaring at his opponent: "I didn’t lay hands on that woman, you’d better figure it out."
It wasn’t the man who answered him this time, but a sardonic female voice that shot from behind him into his ears: "You look respectable but are actually a beast in human clothing. Vice Director, I’ll take him."
"Go ahead," the man’s voice remained bland, leaving no hint of extra emotions.
Before Han Xiayang could turn around to see who had come, he felt his collar being lifted from behind. His first thought was: "That’s certainly not a woman but a shemale."
For how could a woman possess such strength? No matter how many times he struggled, the woman behind him held tightly to his collar, rendering him immobile. Finally, he got angry, starting a verbal resistance: "Damn, are you really a woman? Such strength." Since he had not seen the face behind him till now, Han Xiayang strongly felt this person was a shemale.
His words obviously angered the woman behind him, who directly pressed her knee against Han Xiayang’s spine, making him cry out in pain as a coldly mocking voice continued to reach his ears: "Mind your words, or I wouldn’t mind letting you crawl out of this police station."
In an instant, Han Xiayang felt the world had become surreal, encountering two individuals unafraid of power. He silently swore that once he left this lousy police station, he would find out who these two people were, and teach them the meaning of fear.
Once Han Xiayang was pushed into a detention room, he finally saw the appearance of the woman who had dragged him here all the way.