Ah, to hit someone is one thing, but to hit your own kin.
"Mr. Bai, please come with us to the police station," the officer was polite, but Bai Gelin immediately retorted, "Can I call my family first, to ask for bail?"
Hearing this, Qiao Xiaren scoffed at the absurdity, "Bail? What makes you think you qualify for bail? A suspect accused of harming others should just stay quietly in jail."
"Charges of harm?" Bai Gelin chuckled indifferently, "It was just a traffic accident. How did it lead to me being charged with intent to harm? Xiaren, technically, we are still related. Uncle Bai had a few drinks today, got dizzy, and ended up hitting someone. It's like the temple being flooded—family fighting family. Xiaren, can you forgive Uncle Bai this time?"
In front of the police, Bai Gelin twisted the truth so deftly.
