Chapter 1885 - 1791: Overnight Interrogation_5

Capítulo 1885: Chapter 1791: Overnight Interrogation_5

“Shameless!” Qiao Yutong, with a clear sense of right and wrong, couldn’t stand such dirty dealings. Seeing Zhang Gangyi’s self-assured attitude, she couldn’t help but burst with anger, slapping the table once more and standing up to pace back and forth.

“Officer, you eliminate harm for the people and have a clear sense of right and wrong, while I’m shameless, filthy, and lawless, is that right?” Zhang Gangyi said disdainfully, watching Qiao Yutong pace angrily.

Qiao Yutong was so infuriated that her mind went blank, her vision starting to blur.

“Officer, this kind of thing is an open secret in the entertainment industry. I trade a night of passion for a lifetime of glory and freedom for them; I think it’s worth it. Besides, it’s all consensual between me and them.”

“Them?” Qiao Yutong got even angrier upon hearing that.

Qiao Yutong thought of Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong also has many wives, but he truly loves them, whereas this nearly fifty-year-old director treats women as mere goods, like a beast.

“No, beasts only satisfy their physiological needs, but this director treats women as commodities, worse than a beast!”

The great director spoke about these matters as if they were entirely reasonable.

Qiao Yutong looked at this famous director, feeling utterly disgusted.

“No wonder Song Xiaodong wanted to beat him up! I want to hit him too!” Qiao Yutong thought to herself.

“Zhu Wenhua and Qin Huai arranged a place for me, protecting my reputation and privacy, so I let Qin Huai be the leading actor,” Zhang Gangyi continued.

“As for the struggle between Zhu Wenhua, Miao Xuanxuan, and Xiao Yingying, I don’t know,” Zhang Gangyi said, having said everything he intended to.

“Alright, go away.”

Qiao Yutong, like a salted fish that lost its dreams, slumped against the back of the chair, staring at the ceiling, only to see the patterns on it continuously spinning.

“Now I’ve got a general understanding of the situation. Qin Huai mocked Song Xiaodong, Zhu Wenhua arranged for Director Zhang to coerce actresses from Song Xiaodong’s company, Qin Huai ate garlic before shooting a kissing scene, Zhang Gangyi protected Qin Huai, and Song Xiaodong hit someone,” Qiao Yutong gradually pieced together the chain of events.

“It’s not Song Xiaodong’s fault. If it were me, I’d hit him too!” Qiao Yutong grew angry again at the thought of the director’s big, fat face.

“That Sister Zhou was actually called by Qin Huai, but she knows Song Xiaodong, so later she sided with him.”

“The people under Song Xiaodong are all very capable fighters, but they are just staff, not any sort of criminals.”

“It seems I misjudged Song Xiaodong. He really has nothing to do with the underworld,” thought Qiao Yutong.

“I really might have been a bit rash. I shouldn’t have brought him in. Even the provincial director came to plead for him,” Qiao Yutong thought, realizing this matter had blown up.

“That Sister Zhou was released because Song Xiaodong had the provincial people let her go. How come Song Xiaodong didn’t use his connections to get himself out?” Qiao Yutong sat up straight again, continuing to ponder.

“Well, I was impulsive. Just hearing Song Xiaodong’s name made me so angry I wanted to arrest him,” Qiao Yutong recalled, feeling irritated again.

“Never mind, I’ll detain him for a few days until my anger subsides,” Qiao Yutong decided.

“Bring in Song Xiaodong!”

By then it was already nine in the evening. Qiao Yutong no longer felt hungry, only felt dizzy, as if her feet were stepping on soft cotton.

“I must be hallucinating from hunger…” While Qiao Yutong was thinking this, Song Xiaodong was brought in.

“Officer, what do you want to ask now?” Song Xiaodong, still sleepy, sat down across the table.

“I ask you, how could you get Sister Zhou out but not yourself?” Qiao Yutong’s tone softened a bit.

“I didn’t break the law either. I just need to pay for hitting someone, why should I pull strings?” Song Xiaodong said somewhat angrily, yawning as he spoke, not even looking at Qiao Yutong.

“You!” Seeing Song Xiaodong’s gangster-like demeanor, Qiao Yutong got angry again.

“Then just wait here in detention. I can’t stand your rogue attitude,” Qiao Yutong said, leaning back, the chair squeaking against the floor.

“Officer, looking like a rogue isn’t illegal, right?” Song Xiaodong showed no sign of trying to placate Qiao Yutong, tilting his head to glimpse at her from the corner of his eye.

“Hitting people is illegal! I’ll make sure you spend some days in detention!” Qiao Yutong said, pointing at Song Xiaodong, and then suddenly stood up.

When Qiao Yutong stood up, she felt dizzy, seeing everything in white, her chest constricted, unable to breathe, and then her legs went weak as she collapsed.

As soon as Song Xiaodong entered, he noticed Qiao Yutong’s erratic breathing and cold limbs. Seeing her suddenly stand up with unsteady movements, he realized she was about to faint.

Song Xiaodong’s feet were shackled, and his hands were cuffed to the table.

Qiao Yutong was about to hit the ground face-first.

In an instant, Song Xiaodong’s hands morphed into claws, lightly slipped out from the handcuffs, and like lightning, he caught Qiao Yutong.

Qiao Yutong lost consciousness, only vaguely feeling a solid chest supporting her.

The policemen watching outside were stunned because, just a second ago, Song Xiaodong was sitting down with his hands cuffed, but in the next moment, he was already holding the fainted Qiao Yutong.