Chapter 22 Did you suffer any losses?

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Did you suffer any losses?

Old Sun drove Qiao Yutong to another team, and they quickly saw the youngster they had caught.

"Eh, it’s not him." Qiao Yutong furrowed his brows, this kid was obviously not the one who had fought with him earlier. As for the appearance of that guy, even if he turned to ashes, he could still remember.

Old Sun said confusedly, "What do you mean it’s not him? He had been drinking, so when he saw us checking, he tried to run. We’ve already checked; the car owner is him."

Qiao Yutong furrowed his brows and muttered to himself, "Could it be that I really chased after the wrong person?"

Old Sun understood and said, "You mean the person you were chasing just now wasn’t him, and you had a conflict with someone else?"

Qiao Yutong’s mouth twitched as he said, "That bastard, I won’t let him go."

"You got it wrong, and you still won’t let it go? Why?" Old Sun looked at Qiao Yutong with confusion.

Qiao Yutong gritted his teeth and said, "He’s a bastard, a scumbag. Even if this matter doesn’t concern him, there must be other things on him. I will definitely catch him."

Old Sun looked Qiao Yutong up and down, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Xiao Qiao... did you... perhaps suffer a loss just now?"

"Suffer a loss... Ha... No, how could I? When have I, Qiao Yutong, ever suffered a loss? Absolutely not."

Old Sun looked at Qiao Yutong’s unnatural demeanor and her attempt to cover it up, and he was rather puzzled. Qiao Yutong was known as a combat expert in the criminal police team; usually, the criminals she encountered were out of luck.

But from the way she was talking, and all the dust on her, it didn’t look like she had come out on top. If there really had been no problem, Qiao Yutong should have brought the person back. Instead, she returned alone, which made the process quite intriguing.

At this time, Song Xiaodong had already slipped back home. Outside the door, he saw that the lights were still on in the house.

"Sis, why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"I couldn’t sleep without you back, hey, what happened to you? You’re covered in dirt." Song Xiaoru immediately frowned.

"Hehe, it’s nothing, just had a bit too much to drink and took a tumble."

"You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?" Song Xiaoru quickly got out of bed and looked him over from head to toe.

"It’s nothing, I’m pretty tough. A fall doesn’t bother me. Lie down, sis. I’ll go take a wash."

"Take your clothes off, I’ll get the water ready."

The house didn’t have a proper bathing area, just a secluded space partitioned with wooden planks.

Song Xiaodong found this kind of life quite endearing; he wiped the sweat off his body with a towel inside while chatting with his sister, who was squatting in the yard washing his clothes.

"Throw out your underwear." After washing his outer clothes, Song Xiaoru said to Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong hurriedly said, "No need, I can wash them myself."

Song Xiaoru pursed her lips and smiled, "Feeling shy now, are you? From when you were little, I’ve always washed your clothes. What’s there to be embarrassed about?"

"Heh, well, I am an adult now, aren’t I? Isn’t it a bit too much to let my sister wash even my underwear?"

"What’s too much about it? Am I not your sister? I take care of you now, and when you get married later, that’s for your wife to do. I’ll wash it, throw it out."

Song Xiaodong grinned and tossed out his underwear.

Song Xiaoru picked it up and immediately started washing it in the basin, not at all disgusted.

With his chin propped on a wooden board, Song Xiaodong looked at Song Xiaoru and said, "Sis, you’re so good to me. Without you, I might have been gone long ago."

With a gentle voice, Song Xiaoru raised her hand to brush away a few loose strands of hair from her forehead, and said, "With mom and dad not around, if I don’t treat you well, who will?"

"Sis, don’t worry, I’ll definitely treat you well for the rest of my life, I’ll make sure you have the best days. Buy whatever you want, have whatever you desire."

Song Xiaoru gave Song Xiaodong a look and said, "Right now, I just want a sister-in-law."

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Don’t rush, don’t rush. A sister-in-law will definitely come along, but I have high standards. Not to say she has to be on par with you, but she can’t be worse either, or else I’d rather stay single for life."

"That’s true. My brother is so handsome and now has medical skills. Finding a wife should definitely be a good one. And just one day after returning, three beauties have come looking for you; you’re clearly very popular with the ladies. I have confidence in you."

Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "In my sister’s eyes, I must be the best man in the world, huh?"

A proud smile filled Song Xiaoru’s face as she said, "That’s right."

"That’s true. And in my heart, sister, you are the best woman in the world, without a rival."

"In the future, your wife will be."

"A wife is a wife, but she can’t replace my sister."

"Alright, stop with your nonsense." Song Xiaoru hung the freshly washed clothes on the rope in the yard.

Watching his sister’s profile, Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but be smitten. Song Xiaoru was so beautiful and also so tender. He really wondered which bastard would have the good fortune to marry her.

Oh... how can I use the word bastard to describe my future brother-in-law? Could it be that I’m too attached to my sister?

But thinking about Song Xiaoru getting married and leaving him one day, he really felt a bit reluctant to let her go.

"What are you thinking about? Aren’t you going to shower properly?" Song Xiaoru, after hanging up the clothes, turned to meet Song Xiaodong’s gaze.

With a snort, Song Xiaodong said, "I was thinking, if my future bastard-of-a-brother-in-law dares treat you the slightest bit wrong, I’ll break his legs."

Song Xiaoru laughed out loud and said, "You little rascal, if you act like that, will I ever get married?"

Song Xiaodong said very seriously, "My future brother-in-law has to treat you like a princess, only that will do. Anything less, and I want no part in it."

"You, even if you find someone extremely good to me, when a husband and wife live together, it’s impossible not to have arguments and disagreements. How can there be a tongue that never touches a tooth?"

"My sister is so good, if anyone argues with you, it must be their fault, as if they were kicked in the head by a donkey."

"You’re getting more and more worked up. If every girl’s family thought this way, how would anyone manage to live together in the future? Do you really hope your wife’s family will always interfere with your spousal affairs?"

Song Xiaodong was suddenly at a loss for words and said grudgingly, "Isn’t that different? Whoever marries you must have knocked on so many prayer blocks in his past lives to have such luck, hmph, anyway, anyone who dares to bully my sister, they’re definitely a bastard with a capital B."

With a feigned upset glance, Song Xiaoru said to Song Xiaodong, "Fine then, I just won’t get married. You can take care of me for life."

"Ha-ha, that’s not a bad idea." Song Xiaodong laughed proudly, only to have his ear promptly pinched by Song Xiaoru.