Jian Yufei ignored him, stepped forward, and grabbed the man’s clothes.
"Dad—"
The man turned around, showing a stranger’s face, not Xiao Zexin’s.
He just had a similar back and build to Xiao Zexin.
Jian Yufei’s eyes couldn’t hide her disappointnt as she let go of his hand, "Sorry..."
The man looked at her once and walked away.
Suddenly, soone grabbed her wrist, holding tightly.
Jian Yufei turned her head and saw a tall blond man.
He glared at her fiercely and began babbling while pointing at the shattered vase on the ground.
Jian Yufei quickly realized that she had accidentally broken it.
"I’m sorry, I’ll pay you, how much is it?" she asked apologetically.
The man chuckled, "This is an antique, it’ll be ten thousand British Pounds in total."
Jian Yufei only understood a few words, ten thousand British Pounds...
"Hey, if you don’t pay, watch out or I’ll beat you up!" The man shook his large fist.
Jian Yufei wasn’t foolish; she had clearly encountered a scamr.
If it were truly worth that much, the guy wouldn’t be flaunting it on the street.
Moreover, she seed to rember that he was the one who bumped into her first.
She had been too anxious at the ti to notice, but the more she thought about it, the more intentional it seed.
Jian Yufei coldly shook off his hand and pulled out a few hundred British Pounds from her wallet to give him.
"This is all I have, it’s enough!"
Seeing her sowhat wealthy, the man was even less willing to let go.
He fiercely grabbed her slender arm again, "No paynt, you’ll have to co to the police station with !"
As he spoke, he began dragging her.
"Let go of !" Jian Yufei struggled.
This man was definitely not taking her to the police station; he was likely dragging her sowhere secluded for more extortion.
Unfortunately, the man’s grip was strong, and Jian Yufei felt like her arm was about to be torn off.
"I told you to let go!" Jian Yufei struggled angrily, looking around for Ruan Tianling.
There was no sign of him at all.
If this guy really took her away, she’d probably end up in tears.
Jian Yufei gritted her teeth and swung her bag, bashing it over his head.
The man cried out in pain, yanking her bag away with a terrifying and malicious expression.
Jian Yufei delivered a hard kick to his shin, and in pain, he released her, bending over to clutch his leg.
Jian Yufei turned to run—
She was suddenly shoved from behind, about to hit the ground, but was caught just in ti by a quickly arriving Ruan Tianling.
Slling the familiar scent, Jian Yufei finally felt at ease.
"Yufei, are you alright?" Ruan Tianling held her, asking nervously.
"I’m fine." Jian Yufei looked up, "My stuff is in his hand, we can’t let him take it."
Her bag contained her ID and a family photo of the four of them, which couldn’t afford to be lost.
Ruan Tianling helped her up, glaring ominously at the tall and burly man before them.
The man, relying on his strong build, didn’t take Ruan Tianling seriously at all.
"Hey, this woman broke my antique, you must pay ten thousand British Pounds today, or you won’t leave!" The man brandished his fist, quite nacingly.
Ruan Tianling pulled Jian Yufei behind him and slowly approached the man, extending a hand, "First return the bag to ."
Seeing an opportunity, the man clung even tighter to the bag, "Pay first! And the woman’s injuries to my head, my leg, the dical bill will be another thousand pounds! A total of eleven thousand, or I’ll beat you both to death!"
"Boom—"
Just as he finished speaking, Ruan Tianling landed a fierce punch on his face.
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