Right now, aside from glaring, she could do nothing else.
She didn’t understand a word these foreigners were saying.
Earlier, she encountered a man who spoke Chinese. After a few words, the way he looked at her changed, and no matter how she tried to engage him, he couldn’t be bothered.
She was so angry she could curse. If it weren’t for the unclear situation, how could she hold it in like this?
"Yang, long ti no see."
A familiar voice rang out, and Yang Miaomiao’s body involuntarily tensed.
Involuntarily, she followed the sound and saw An Mingji standing not far away, like in front of a prison cage.
Yang Miaomiao widened her eyes in surprise, "It’s you?!"
"Long ti no see." An Mingji greeted her politely, with great grace, courteous and friendly.
Just as if he was just passing by and happened to see her.
Yang Miaomiao wasn’t dull. Seeing An Mingji here, she realized that her capture was most likely because of him.
She also recognized Allen standing beside An Mingji, who was the one who brought her here.
The people supporting An Mingji, each had the power to oppress her, were clearly not ordinary people.
Yang Miaomiao ignored the dozens of eyes staring at her from around, she stood up awkwardly and rushed towards An Mingji.
The bodyguards and superpower users around ca forward to block her.
"Don’t stop her." An Mingji’s voice was calm, not loud.
But everyone heard him.
The ones blocking quickly dispersed but stared at Yang Miaomiao with even more piercing gazes.
As if they were ready to strike a fatal blow the mont she made any aggressive move.
Yang Miaomiao stood before An Mingji, looked at the young man in front of her, who appeared like an aristocrat, noble and gentle, with a cold smile on her lips: "I underestimated you, couldn’t see you had such strength."
Her voice couldn’t hide her anger and deep unwillingness.
An Mingji lowered his eyes, took off his glasses, and gently wiped the lenses with a handkerchief he pulled from his pocket.
His pleasant voice carried a hint of nonchalance: "Oh? I wonder what kind of understanding you have of ?"
Yang Miaomiao’s face showed mockery, her eyes flashing with contempt: "You’re just a disgusting person! I heard you brought death to your father and grandmother, and even your mother ran off with soone else.
During those three years driven out by your uncle’s family, you barely survived, roaming like a stray dog in Qingshan Village, truly pitiful and pathetic, you’re nothing but a little beast!"
"Smack!"
Allen appeared out of nowhere in front of Yang Miaomiao and gave her a hard slap.
Her head snapped to the side, and when she turned back, glaring at Allen, another slap ca down.
"Smack!"
This ti, after the action, Allen awkwardly and slowly said in his not-so-fluent Chinese, "Disrespecting the young master, deserves a beating!"
Yang Miaomiao gritted her teeth, glaring at An Mingji, who remained calm and composed, wiping his glasses without even looking at her.
As if sensing Yang Miaomiao’s gaze, An Mingji lightly parted his lips: "Allen, co back."
"Yes, young master—"
Allen instantly reappeared beside An Mingji, maintaining a respectful and restrained posture.
During this entire ti, An Mingji never lifted his head.
He spoke blandly, "Continue."
This indifference completely enraged Yang Miaomiao.
She began to blurt out, "An Mingji, you’re a beast in your bones! A pitiful wretch, a despicable and shaless person!
Rember once, soone waved half a coarse grain bun at you, and you fought fiercely just for a bite, acting like a beast, right?"
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