Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 124 Jimmy Gets Arrested

Song Guoming stared at Li Jian with a venomous look, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably: "Li sir, don't say such harsh things. Although Gao sir is still alive, he's practically dead. I'm not married, so what's wrong with me taking care of Gao sir's sister-in-law?"

Li Jian nodded and said, "Of course you can take care of your sister-in-law, but she doesn't want you to. These things are all about mutual consent. You can't force things. So don't waste your energy."

After saying that, Li Jian pushed Song Guoming aside, saying, "Get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the way."

Song Guoming's face turned a deep shade of liver with anger: "Whether the melon is sweet or not is something only I know. Who do you think you are?"

Li Jian glanced at him and noticed that he was carrying a thermos.

"Old Song, what's in this bucket?"

Before Song Guoming could reply, Li Jian snatched it away.

He opened it and scoffed, "Black chicken soup? I say, Lao Song, your sister-in-law's husband is paralyzed, it's not like she's giving birth. Why are you sending her black chicken soup?"

Next time, remember to order the ox penis soup and some roasted lamb testicles; it'll be even more delicious together. Thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law.

Song Guoming raised his fist, wanting to punch Li Jian's handsome face.

Seeing the faint smile on Li Jian's lips, Song Guoming immediately remembered the other party's terrifying fighting power, so he withdrew his fist and just stared at him.

"Thank you so much. I'll tell my sister-in-law later that you sent this soup."

Li Jian waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

Done.

Li Jian pulled a large bunch of keys out of his pocket and tried several of them.

In Song Guoming's shocked and puzzled gaze.

The door was finally opened.

Song Guoming's mouth dropped open: "How did you get a key to Inspector Gao's house?"

"You mean this?"

Li Jian shook the large bunch of keys in his hand and laughed, "My sister-in-law gave them to me. There are no men in her family, and she needs someone to unclog the drains and repair the range hood. Maybe she thinks I'm honest, so she gave me a key."

Song Guoming's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!

Why!

Why should we be treated differently?

If Li Jiawen had treated everyone equally and hadn't been so cold to Li Jian, Song Guoming wouldn't have felt so bad.

But now Li Jian has even gotten the key to her house.

But I'm like a lapdog, not even qualified to lick your shoes!

Song Guoming felt like he was about to go berserk and bite someone!

Suppressing his anger, Song Guoming breathed heavily: "Li sir, could you give me a key too? I'd like to help my sister-in-law with the work."

Pooh!

Li Jian spat out, "Do you think I don't know what you're up to? You just want to work? You just want to work! The key was given to me by my sister-in-law, if you want it, just ask her."

After saying that, Li Jian was about to push the door open and enter.

Song Guoming stopped him: "Li sir, please, I really love your wife, can you give me a chance?"

Li Jian sized Song Guoming up and down: "Get lost!"

Song Guoming watched helplessly as Li Jian closed the door.

If he hadn't retreated quickly, his face would have been smashed flat by the door.

Song Guoming stood at the door for a long time, wanting to leave, but his legs seemed to be rooted to the spot and he couldn't pull them out no matter what he did.

"I want to see what those two are doing!"

Song Guoming's heart was pounding, and he slowly brought his ear closer.

Click!

The door suddenly opened.

Song Guoming was startled.

It was Li Jian who opened the door again. "Old Song, you're still here? Perfect timing. Take the thermos back with you. Remember, next time add more goji berries, epimedium, and cistanche to the soup. I've been running around all day, and my back is about to break."

Song Guoming consciously reached out and took the thermos, watching the door close again.

Hey!

After a long silence, Song Guoming finally muttered a curse under his breath.

Too bullying!

Li Jiawen's home.

Today, Li Jiawen wore a mature and sophisticated outfit.

She wore skinny jeans paired with white fleece slippers, and a plaid wool turtleneck shirt on top. Her hair was styled in an updo, revealing her fair and slender swan neck, making her look very virtuous and dignified.

"Ah Jian, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll make you some noodles."

Li Jiawen said softly, then got up to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Li Jian.

Li Jian shook the thermos in his hand. "No need. Your sycophant Lao Song prepared ginseng and black chicken soup. It's very nourishing. Let's each have a bowl. Don't waste it."

Li Jiawen chuckled: "What simp? That's too awful. Besides, I didn't ask him to deliver it. He insisted on delivering it. I don't drink his stuff."

Li Jiawen got up and went to the kitchen to get a bowl. "I'll pour the soup out for you. You should just throw this bucket away; it looks disgusting."

Li Jian felt sorry for Song Guoming.

Mingming is not bad-looking (Fang Zhongxin) and has a stable job.

But women just don't love him.

But as pitiful as he may be, Li Jian will not pity him.

After taking a sip of ginseng soup, Li Jian asked, "By the way, didn't you say the range hood was broken? I'll go check it out."

Li Jiawen led Li Jian into the kitchen.

Li Jian skillfully disassembled the range hood's outer casing and meticulously inspected it.

He poked around in the range hood duct with a screwdriver and asked, "Has it always been this clogged?"

Li Jiawen responded, "I don't know. It was fine before. It's probably because I've been eating at home a lot lately that it got blocked."

Li Jian crawled inside and started working as a repairman, biting a flashlight in his mouth.

He turned the check valve, plugged in the switch, and asked, "Sister-in-law, is there still any smoke?"

Li Jian waited for a long time, but no one responded.

Just as he was puzzled, Li Jian turned around and was completely stunned.

Li Jiawen actually changed into a loose-fitting set of loungewear.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

Li Jian sensed a faint smell of cooking oil in the air, as if the range hood, which had just been unclogged, had become clogged again.

Li Jiawen gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and asked, "Ah Jian, are you just here to fix the range hood?"

This sentence sounds familiar.

I think I heard this phrase the first time I met Li Jiawen.

At that time, Li Jian hadn't thought about it, but now that he thinks about it, he seems to be really tempted.

Li Jian felt his throat was dry and coughed lightly, saying, "Sister-in-law, Officer Gao is still in the hospital. I think we should just fix the range hood."

Li Jiawen's face darkened, and she nodded, saying, "You're right. He's disloyal, and I can't be unjust."

Watching Li Jiawen turn and leave, Li Jian slapped his thigh in frustration.

"You loser!"

Leaving the Victoria One residential complex.

Li Jian received a call from Jimmy: "Hey, Brother Jian, our goods have been seized by customs!"

"Customs? Wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

Li Jian turned the steering wheel and headed straight for customs.

After arriving at customs.

Li Jian didn't go to see Jimmy immediately, but instead went upstairs to his office.

"Madam Guan, long time no see!"

Li Jian knocked on Guan Jiahui's office door.