The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Chapter 9 Misunderstanding

In the police car, Zhuo Qian and Shen Jialan sat face to face.

After coming out of the after-sales repair shop, Shen Jialan seemed to have regained his senses, and returned to his previous cold appearance, without saying a word, just staring at Zhuo Qian.

Shen Jialan has a pair of very beautiful eyes, the crow feather-like eyelashes are thick and curled up, as if smiling when squinting.

But Zhuo Qian knew that there was no smile in Shen Jialan's eyes, but full of scrutiny.

After what happened just now, Zhuo Qian was still quite jealous of Shen Jialan, being stared at by Shen Jialan for almost the whole way, goose bumps all over his body.

Zhuo Qian couldn't help asking the prince: "Why is he looking at me like this? Could it be that he wants to beat me up?"

"It's possible." The prince seriously analyzed, "It's said that rivals in love are extremely jealous when they meet."

"...He and I are not rivals in love now." Zhuo Qian gave up communicating with the prince.

"Is that a cell phone?"

After being reminded by the prince, Zhuo Qian remembered that Shen Jialan's cell phone was still on him. He took out the cell phone from his pocket, and handed it to Shen Jialan with both hands.

"Brother, your phone fell on the ground just now, I picked it up for you."

Hearing this, Shen Jialan's gaze fixed on Zhuo Qian's face finally moved down a few inches, and then landed on Zhuo Qian's hand holding the mobile phone. Zhuo Qian still had a white plastic bag hanging on the index finger of his left hand, and there was a small bag inside. medicine.

Shen Jialan was stunned for a while, and then seemed to come to his senses, he took the phone away: "Thanks."

How dare Zhuo Qian ask the protagonist to thank him?Immediately waved his hands in trepidation: "You are too polite."

Shen Jialan put the phone back in his pocket, and continued to stare at Zhuo Qian expressionlessly.

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He regretted sitting opposite Shen Jialan, could he change seats with the policeman next to him?

Zhuo Qian was extremely tormented in his heart, so he just closed his eyes and rested his mind. He was out of sight and out of mind. Just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard Shen Jialan ask, "Why did you help me block that attack?"

"..." Zhuo Qian opened his eyes with a dazed look on his face, "What are you talking about?"

Shen Jialan raised his chin slightly, and said half as a warning: "Don't play dumb."

Zhuo Qian didn't pretend to be stupid, and he really didn't know what Shen Jialan was talking about. He scratched his head in confusion, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so he could only ask Shen Jialan for a hint: "What do you mean? one time?"

After finishing speaking, Shen Jialan's complexion sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his tone became serious: "Zhuo Qian, do you dare to do it or not?"

Zhuo Qian was anxious to death: "I don't even know what I did, how can I act like that?"

Seeing that Zhuo Qian really couldn't remember anything, Shen Jialan started to sulk, but after being sullen for a while, Zhuo Qian still couldn't remember anything, so he had no choice but to say: "That guy hit me with a vase, you help me block it!" one time."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Oh, that...

He remembered.

Where is he helping Shen Jialan block the vase?He was clearly going to return Shen Jialan's cell phone, but that idiot Zheng Shan picked up the vase and threw it at him. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed far away from the beginning.

Zhuo Qian thought for a while, in order to gain some favorability in the heart of the protagonist Shen Jialan, he still didn't explain this beautiful misunderstanding, he said embarrassedly: "We are all classmates, it's nothing, you don't have to take it to heart."

However, after he finished speaking, Shen Jialan's ugly face didn't ease much, and his tone was deliberately alienated: "Your target was Yan Shuyang before, but now it's me, right?"

Zhuo Qian: "?"

Where is this?

Shen Jialan didn't seem to see Zhuo Qian's confused expression, and continued to talk to himself: "I'm not as patient as Yan Shuyang, and your self-moving behaviors can't influence me."

Zhuo Qian: "???"

"So don't waste your energy on me, I can't give you what you want."

"Oh no!" Zhuo Qian finally understood something, "Did you misunderstand..."

"Talk about it, can't you stop talking?" The policeman next to him finally couldn't listen anymore, "Everyone be quiet!"

Zhuo Qian shut his mouth awkwardly.

Only the prince gloated: "Hahaha, let you talk nonsense in the cafeteria, is it misunderstood?"

Zhuo Qian: "Shut up!"

Prince: "You know how to kill me..."

When he arrived at the police station, Shen Jialan turned on his autistic mode again, as if a transparent cup covered him inside, isolating everything from the outside world, no matter how the police asked him, he would not say a word, and he would be his cool brother with peace of mind.

Zhuo Qian who was next to him was impatient, so he told the whole story for Shen Jialan. He added more details about the process of Zheng Shan and the two making trouble for them, and mentioned the process of Shen Jialan beating Zheng Shan in a few words.

"You're lying! It's not like that at all!" Zheng Shan heard Zhuo Qian's words and was so angry that his lungs would explode, but he knew that he couldn't speak out against Zhuo Qian, so he could only ask the police for help, "Uncle policeman, it's not what he said , look how I was beaten, I was beaten unilaterally by them..."

Zhuo Qian retorted: "You were the ones who found fault first, we were just defending ourselves."

"Justifiable self-defense!" Zheng Shan wiped away his tears with his cuff, and pointed at Zhuo Qian angrily. Most of the paper wrapped around his hand was stained with blood, looking a little scary, "Look at my hand, self-defense Will you do this to my hand?"

Zhuo Qian said with a smile: "The reason why your hands are like this, isn't it because you wanted to hit us with a vase, but you broke the vase and cut your own hand?"

Once again, Zheng Shan was blocked by Zhuo Qian's words, he stared at Zhuo Qian fiercely, the hatred in his eyes almost solidified, and subconsciously took a step forward.

Seeing this, Zhuo Qian quickly raised his hands and stepped back in fear: "Uncle policeman, help! He's going to hit someone again!"

"..." The blue veins on Zheng Shan's forehead came out, "I didn't intend to hit you."

"Then why are you going forward!"

"I, I just take a step forward."

Zheng Shan couldn't explain clearly. Seeing the police hurriedly standing between him and Zhuo Qian, he sat down on the chair exhausted, turned to look at his friend, and found that his friend had given up struggling and sat quietly, as if he had settled down.

After a while of jumping around, Shen Jialan finally walked out of his transparent cup, and without a word, he took out an intact mobile phone and made a call.

Since they were all minors, the police also asked Zheng Shan and his friends to call their parents. Fortunately, Zhuo Qian did not participate in the fight, and as a bystander, he didn't need to call his parents.

While waiting, the staff at the after-sales repair shop also sent in-store surveillance.

The police checked the surveillance in the corresponding time period three or four times, and finally confirmed that both Zheng Shan and Shen Jialan were troublemakers, but Shen Jialan's situation was more serious, although some police had already bandaged Zheng Shan's injured hands , but Zheng Shan's face was also severely injured, and he needed to go to the hospital for an injury appraisal before making a judgment.

The rest is up to the parents to come over.

After waiting for nearly an hour, a Bentley parked outside the police station, and the two people in the car hurried into the police station.

From a distance, Zhuo Qian saw an aunt walking towards them anxiously: "Master, are you alright?"

After seeing Auntie, the ice on Shen Jialan's face melted a little, and he could still squeeze out a smile. He stood up and said, "Auntie Shen, I'm fine."

"You're a real kid, why did you make trouble at the police station?" Aunt Shen was angry and annoyed, and even more distressed. She looked at Shen Jialan back and forth, "Let auntie see, there is no Where is it hurt?"

Shen Jialan shook his head: "No."

On the contrary, Zheng Shan, whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating, was staring at them secretly.

It was the first time for Zhuo Qian to see a smile on Shen Jialan's face, and he was astonished as if he had seen a ghost. He thought that a person like Shen Jialan couldn't smile at all.

Suddenly, the prince's scream sounded in his head.

"Ahhh!" the prince excitedly said, "Look behind you, see who is coming!"

It was not difficult for Zhuo Qian to guess who it was based on the prince's reaction. When he looked back, it was indeed Yan Shuyang.

As the protagonist Gong of this article, Yan Shuyang was the most shining presence in the crowd even in a normal white shirt and black trousers, but he didn't even look at Zhuo Qian, his worried eyes were all focused on Shen Jialan.

After Aunt Shen and Shen Jialan finished talking, Yan Shuyang rushed to Shen Jialan's side impatiently: "Xiao Lan, are you really not injured? We will take you to the hospital for a checkup later."

Zheng Shan next to him: "..."

He was the one who got hurt!

There is nothing wrong with Shen Jialan, not even a strand of hair is missing!