258: Chapter 258 What a pity!

At the entrance of the Dadong District Public Security Bureau.

Because there were too many people involved in this case at the "Royal Feet Silk Feet" club, An Zhengjun simply brought everyone back to the sub-bureau for processing.

When Jiang Ye and his group arrived, many people were already standing in the sub-bureau's reception area.

There were family members who had also come to pick people up, as well as involved individuals who had just been notified to come; they exchanged glances, and the atmosphere was indescribably awkward.

Zhao Yumei was as anxious as an ant on a hot griddle, unable to sit still, her eyes constantly glancing toward the inner corridor.

In a place like this, her usual routine of throwing tantrums and rolling on the ground was completely useless, so she could only pin all her hopes on the "golden son-in-law" beside her.

"Little Jiang..."

Zhao Yumei leaned toward Jiang Ye for the Nth time and urged in a low voice, "Look... this... can you find some connections? Haoxuan is young and ignorant; his future can't be ruined over a small matter like this!"

"Auntie, don't worry, I've already sent a message to ask a friend."

Jiang Ye patted the back of her hand and said in a steady tone, "Although I don't come to this place often, I know a few people. Let's wait and see; there should be news soon."

These words were ambiguous, but they allowed Zhao Yumei to calm down slightly.

In her view, her son-in-law was so rich and powerful that it was only normal for him to know a few leaders at the public security bureau.

Lin Wanxing stood beside Jiang Ye, her brows furrowed tightly.

She felt angry and ashamed of the mess her younger brother had made, but more than that, she felt a deep sense of helplessness.

This family seemed to be constantly creating trouble for her.

Sun Na sat quietly on a chair with her head lowered, appearing worried, but in reality, she was constantly calculating in her mind.

Please, I beg you!

It must not be for fighting; it absolutely has to be for soliciting a prostitute!

If it was for soliciting, then from now on, she would have much more confidence when speaking in the Lin family.

She peeked at Jiang Ye and then quickly lowered her head, comparing Lin Haoxuan's wretchedness with Jiang Ye's current "calm and composed" demeanor, feeling more and more that her choice was correct.

The group didn't wait long before they saw a young man in his early thirties walking out from inside with a face that looked like "the whole world owes me money."

"Oh, Brother An is here!"

Jiang Ye immediately stood up to greet him. "Happy New Year, Brother An! I wish you a flying start and a successful career."

"..."

An Zhengjun paused and looked expressionlessly at the electronic clock on the wall: February 2nd.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. "There's still half a month left, isn't there?"

"I don't know why, but I just really felt like giving New Year greetings today. I felt like I might receive a red envelope or something..."

Jiang Ye cupped his hands toward the upper diagonal, then changed the subject. "By the way, Brother An, what's the situation with my younger brother-in-law?"

An Zhengjun's gaze followed and swept over Lin Wanxing, who had stood up with an awkward expression, and he nodded secretly.

That's it; he knew it. Whenever this kid had something going on, it was one hundred percent related to Miss Lin.

He even seriously suspected now that the abstract one wasn't actually Jiang Ye, but this seemingly normal woman in front of him.

Hmm... he'd have to look into this Lin Wanxing properly later.

He cleared his throat, pulling his stray thoughts back. "Little Jiang, come over here with me for a moment."

Jiang Ye nodded, turned back to give Zhao Yumei and the others a "Don't worry, leave it to me" look, and followed An Zhengjun to a relatively quiet corner of the hall.

After stopping, An Zhengjun glanced at him and asked in a low voice:

"Tell me the truth first, where did you get the information? How did you know that place offered the 'full service'? Have you been there?"

"Brother An, listen to what you're saying. Am I, Jiang Ye, that kind of person? I'm an upright man with several girlfriends!"

Jiang Ye had a look of "Don't wrongly accuse a good person" on his face. "I spent money on TikTok to buy info from those streamers who do 'bathhouse science popularization.' I even tipped them two rockets! It was very expensive!"

"..."

An Zhengjun was momentarily choked up, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch again.

Spending money to buy intelligence from TikTok streamers? This was truly an angle he had never considered.

He looked at Jiang Ye speechlessly for a few seconds, simply not knowing how to evaluate such an absurd behavior.

"Brother An, about that..."

Seeing that An Zhengjun wasn't speaking, Jiang Ye leaned in a bit closer. "How will Lin Haoxuan be sentenced? Can we... strive for a sentence of thirty or fifty years?"

"Are you dreaming? When we arrived, they hadn't had a substantive relationship yet."

"Ah? The foreplay at this club is that detailed? Damn! What a pity! To think it was busted by you guys!"

"..."

An Zhengjun's eyelid twitched violently, and he gave him a grumpy glare.

"Moreover, he's a first-time offender. Aside from shouting a few words about finding his brother-in-law, he was fairly cooperative with the investigation. According to the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, for such minor circumstances, he'll get a criticism and education, pay a fine, and can leave. He won't even be detained."

"Tsk..."

Jiang Ye's face was instantly filled with "regret" and "disappointment." "Did you check the toilet in the private room? What if he already finished once and flushed the condom down the toilet..."

"..."

An Zhengjun was amused by his reaction. "What? Is there a private grudge?"

"A grudge? I wouldn't go that far."

Jiang Ye signaled with his chin toward Zhao Yumei's direction. "See that old lady over there staring at us? That's Lin Wanxing's biological mother, a senior enthusiast of favoring boys over girls. She treats my Wanxing like an ATM, wishing she could suck her dry to support her precious son."

"And so?"

"So I'm thinking, isn't the reason this old lady is biased simply because she has a son to be biased toward? If the son were out of the picture, wouldn't there be no one left to favor? Maybe she'd suddenly wake up, turn over a new leaf, and treat Lin Wanxing a bit better. I call this solving family conflicts at the root and promoting social harmony, Brother An!"

"..."

An Zhengjun was once again stunned by this powerful logic. The urge to immediately arrest this kid and lock him up until the end of time was stronger than ever.

Unfortunately... among the club's reservation records they seized, they hadn't found Jiang Ye's contact information... He remained silent for a long while, truly unable to think of how to respond, and could only wave his hand speechlessly.

"Alright, stop being poor. Go handle the procedures, pay the fine, and get that person out of here and beat it."

"Mm, thanks for the trouble, Brother An. I'll treat you to a meal later."

Saying that, Jiang Ye turned to walk back.

Behind him, An Zhengjun snorted again and added, "Remember what you promised me on the phone: within one month, you are not allowed to appear in Dadong District territory again. Let me have a peaceful New Year."

"Look at what you're saying, Brother An, even using the word 'territory'..."

Jiang Ye paused, turned back, and grinned. "Are you trying to incite separatism? Let me tell you, Dadong District is also an inseparable part of our country's territory..."

Before he could finish, he saw An Zhengjun's face darken as his right hand reached for the silver bracelets at his waist. He decisively swallowed the second half of his sentence and admitted defeat at lightning speed.

"Cough... got it, got it. Don't worry, Brother An, I absolutely won't step into Dadong again. I guarantee you'll have a good New Year!"

Seeing him back down, An Zhengjun finally gave a cold snort, turned around, and strode away.

Jiang Ye watched his back disappear at the end of the corridor, shrugged, and returned to the side of the anxiously waiting group.