"Ah, you’ve misunderstood. My wife is just being emotional, sorry for obstructing your duty." Ye Chenfeng said with a forced smile to the two traffic police officers, then turned to Xia Qingqian and offered a tender smile, saying softly, "Honey, be good, stop making a fuss, come home with me."

Xia Qingqian truly admired the man in front of her; he could lie standing up without his breath quickening or his face reddening. Truly impressive! She honestly admired him from the bottom of her heart!

The traffic officer looked back at Xia Qingqian in confusion, trying to discern something from her, and asked, "Miss, is what this gentleman says true? Are you a couple having a disagreement?"

"No! No! It’s not like he said at all!" Xia Qingqian shook her head, urgently explaining, "Please, you must believe me, you have to help me!"

The traffic police considered Xia Qingqian’s explanation along with her earnest expression and were inclined to believe her. They turned their attention back to Ye Chenfeng, saying, "Sir, please show your ID!"

"Do you know who I am?" Ye Chenfeng’s face darkened, his voice lowering, "This is a personal matter between my wife and me, step aside!"

Only then did the traffic officers seriously scrutinize Ye Chenfeng. Given his audacity, he must have some status, but they couldn’t piece together who he might be. Nevertheless, he seemed familiar, just indescribable for the moment.

"Sweetheart, let’s go home." Ye Chenfeng genuinely hadn’t expected Xia Qingqian to involve the police, but he chuckled instead and said to the officers, "If I prove we’re married, will you immediately leave us alone?" As he finished, he cast a sinister glance at Xia Qingqian.

The traffic officers looked at the young couple, feeling something was off, perhaps, like the gentleman said, they were merely having a spat. Without a second thought, they nodded, waiting for Ye Chenfeng’s next move.

Xia Qingqian’s anxiety was palpable; what trick was this man planning now? She watched Ye Chenfeng warily.

Ye Chenfeng took out a red booklet from his suit and handed it to the officers, saying, "This is our marriage certificate, take a look."

The traffic officers took the red booklet, now convinced, and after returning it, they sternly addressed Xia Qingqian, "Miss, you should choose a suitable time and place to argue. This is a public place. Your husband seems quite concerned about you, always..."

Ye Chenfeng, fearing the officers might slip up, immediately cut in, "Alright, alright! Let’s not disturb the police at work." He reached out to pull Xia Qingqian, "Darling, let’s leave."

Ye Chenfeng was sweating bullets; if the police continued, she might find out things, and there were some things he couldn’t let her know, at least not now.

What he’d shown the police was his "marriage certificate" with Xia Qingqian, ha, he had her ID, and with modern makeup skills so advanced, he’d found a woman with a similar face shape to accompany him to the registry office to get married.

After pulling her some distance away, he finally let go of her hand and softly asked, "Do you really not like me?"

"Ha!" Xia Qingqian chuckled dryly twice, "Why should I like you?" She had just heard another incredibly ridiculous joke, but seeing a hint of loneliness on his face, her brow furrowed as something crossed her mind. She frowned and asked, "What did you show them just now?"