Chu Yiheng's expression changed several times.
It wasn't until Ye Zixian frowned in pain from the unintentional strength of his grip that he said, "Police officer, you're hurting me."
He quickly loosened his grip.
He spoke softly, "Zixian, I won't tell your mother about this incident, but you must promise that you won't do such dangerous things in the future, okay?"
Ye Zixian's heart finally settled, and he nodded repeatedly, "Uncle, I promise, as long as there's no emergency, I promise not to do such dangerous things."
Chu Yiheng's brows immediately furrowed.
He said seriously, "No matter how urgent the situation, you must not do such dangerous things again."
Before Ye Zixian could defend himself, he let go of him.
He took out a pen and paper from his pocket.
"Police officer, please don't be angry first."
Before he could start writing, the notebook was grabbed by the little hand extended by Ye Zixian.
