The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s
Chapter 634 The Peace Rope is Broken (8)_1

Chapter 634: Chapter 634 The Peace Rope is Broken (8)_1

"Depending on the severity of the injury, if it constitutes a minor injury or more serious, it could be a suspected case of intentional harm, and criminal detention could last up to 37 days, followed by criminal liability. If it’s a minor injury, then it would be administrative detention, which can last up to 15 days. Regardless of the injury caused, compensation for medical expenses should be paid," Officer Xu answered.

Upon hearing that not only detention but also compensation was involved, the Wen Family truly panicked this time. Turning around, they knelt down to the Ruanlin Family, which scared Ruan Chi, who was standing right behind them, into jumping far away.

He really couldn’t take this kneeling—it was like losing years off his life.

The expression on the Ruanlin Family’s face became even uglier; this constant kneeling made it seem as though the Ruan Family was terribly oppressing their mother and son to those unaware of the situation.

She glanced at Ruan Jie and Ruan Bo, and the two immediately stepped forward and propped the Wen Family back on their feet.

Ruanlin looked at Officer Xu and said, "Xiaoxu, handle this matter as you see fit. Such behavior of drinking, causing trouble, and intentionally hurting someone cannot be tolerated."

Officer Xu nodded, understanding Ruanlin’s intentions. It seemed that they wanted to pursue the matter thoroughly.

Many colleagues had come to drink at the police station this time, and they had plenty of manpower and had brought handcuffs. They promptly took the troublemaker Ruan Xinke away, and at this point, the Wen Family could no longer care about anything else and wailed as they chased after them.

With the end of this farce, everyone’s impression of the Ruan Family rose another notch. Those families who had once bullied Ruanlin, thinking she might have forgotten and trying to make connections, now gave up such thoughts, not wanting to end up like the Wen Family.

By the time Jiaojiao woke up in the afternoon, the commotion had already died down, and Xiu Xi was indeed still there, guarding her.

"Brother Xi." Seeing their hands still clasped together, Jiaojiao looked at him with moved eyes, "You’ve been holding my hand all this time, haven’t you gotten stiff?"

Xiu Xi shook his head, but his brow furrowed as soon as he moved his hand, clearly numb.

Jiaojiao gave him a reproachful look and took his wrist, gently massaging it. "Does it feel any better?" she asked.

Her hands were soft and small, and her kneading felt like ants crawling, hardly any strength behind it, but seeing her expectant little eyes, Xiu Xi nodded anyway.

Encouraged, Jiaojiao kneaded with even more enthusiasm.

"Jiaojiao, you’re up?" Ruanlin entered from outside, holding a glass of milk at just the right temperature.

"You didn’t eat anything at noon before you slept, and you must be hungry now. Have some milk first. I’ve steamed your favorite sheep’s milk egg custard for you, we’ll go down to eat it in a bit," Ruanlin said as she brought the milk to her lips.

Jiaojiao hadn’t had a proper meal earlier, just snacking here and there, and she really felt hungry after that nap. However, "Nanny, I can hold it," she protested.

"It’s okay, there are no outsiders here, let me feed you," Ruanlin cooed indulgently, and then she gently stroked the wisps of hair by Jiaojiao’s ear. "Drink up."

Only then did Jiaojiao nod her little head and begin to drink.

After she was done, Ruanlin took the glass and went downstairs, instructing her to rest a little longer before coming down, as the egg custard wouldn’t taste good if it cooled down.

When Jiaojiao went downstairs again, she found that the bloodstains on the stairs had been cleaned.

But downstairs, she couldn’t find her parents or any of her nine older brothers.

Remembering how they used to fuss over her whenever she felt unwell, and now none of them was in sight, she felt a sense of loss, sitting listlessly in the hall eating the egg custard.