Xiaotao and I walked into the interrogation room. I had to admit, seeing such a big star up close did excite me a little. However, with so many people watching outside, I managed to keep my expression solemn.

Yi Xi spoke with a slight accent, "Ms. Huang, the coffee here tastes horrible. Don't you police have better coffee? Even a suspect has his rights."

Xiaotao pulled out the chair and calmly sat down. "Mr. Yi, the coffee you drink is what we drink. If you don’t believe me, you can check the pantry."

"When can I leave?” Yi Xi pushed the cup aside and leaned into his chair. “You’ve wasted my whole day and cost me a loss of at least three million. Who’s going to compensate me for that?"

Seeing the bastard put on airs the moment we entered the room fueled my impulse to pound the table and vociferate for him to behave. But...