Beicheng Public Security Bureau.
Yang Chen was quite familiar with this place, having been here quite a few times.
When he arrived at the lobby, surprisingly, someone waved at him to greet him, indicating that he was recognized by some people here.
Yang Chen went directly to Gu Xijun's work area and saw a ponytail sticking over the office glass.
He could recognize her at a glance – it was Gu Xijun, though he didn't know what she was doing at her desk.
Yang Chen strode over to Gu Xijun's desk.
He saw Gu Xijun leaning over the desk, eating a delicate tiramisu.
Seeing this, Yang Chen couldn't help but shake his head.
Women, indeed, remain women; no matter how tough they act, they hide a pink heart inside.
"Hey!" Yang Chen shouted.
"Ah!" Gu Xijun was startled, and the fork in her hand flew out, with the flicked-off cream landing on her face.
"You!" Gu Xijun looked up at Yang Chen, her pretty face flushed with anger.
Yang Chen felt helpless, "You asked me to come here."
