My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife Chapter 560 - 559: Aiding Tyranny (1/3)

Yang Chen returned five days later.

Ningchuan Train Station.

This place could be said to be the most crowded and bustling area in Ningchuan, given the enormous flow of people.

Over the years, the train station hadn’t changed much; it was still the sa large square, still featured that big clock tower, and even the five characters "宁川火车站" had beco "宁丨丨火车占".

Looking at the architecture of the train station, Yang Chen felt a sense of familiarity because he had once sold goods here as a child.

This ti, he hadn’t contacted anyone, so he chose to take the train back.

Walking out of the hall, Yang Chen was about to take a bus ho.

Suddenly, it seed that Yang Chen caught sight of a familiar figure.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he saw a few people in a disagreent at the far corner of the square. Taking a closer look, Yang Chen confird that one of them was soone he knew!

Imdiately, Yang Chen hurried over.

Ding Yutong had no idea what was happening; she was just here to pick up a classmate, but a woman caught her and accused her of stealing her limited edition YSL bag!

This accusation left Ding Yutong feeling utterly baffled.

But the woman lunged for the bag, catching Ding Yutong off guard and leaving her in a state of panic.

Fortunately, despite her panic, Ding Yutong didn’t forget to resist, tightly holding onto her bag, which contained her phone, wallet, and various important docunts.

Most importantly, the student’s files were inside; losing them would be a big problem.

At that mont, two individuals in black suits arrived.

"Let go!" The man in black shouted at Ding Yutong.

Yutong was a bit scared, but she plucked up the courage to say, "Why are you trying to take my bag?"

"You call it your bag!" the woman retorted angrily. "This is clearly my bag. I just placed it on the table, and soone stole it. You say it’s yours? Do you even know how much this bag costs? Can you afford it?"

As she spoke, the woman looked Yutong up and down, disdainfully saying, "Dressed in fake brand-na clothes, what are you trying to prove?"

Truth be told, Yutong always had great taste, elegant and classy. While her clothes weren’t particularly luxury brands, they were from well-known international brands, costing a pretty penny.

Although Yutong was a gentle girl, the last thing a woman wants is soone accusing her of wearing fakes. She couldn’t take it anymore and shouted, "What makes you say I’m wearing fakes?"

The woman snorted coldly, pointing at Yutong with contempt, "Do you know how much that limited edition Saint Laurent bag from Lancy Country’s Fashion Week costs? Over fifty thousand! And those clothes you’re wearing, do you know how much they cost if they’re genuine? If they’re all real, that outfit you’re wearing would cost at least a hundred grand! Do you really have that much money? What do you do for a living? If you’re a mistress, I’ve got nothing to say. If not, I don’t believe any job could afford you these brand-na clothes. Plus, would soone of your stature even be here? Haha! Don’t make laugh!"

"You! You! You!" Yutong was so furious her face turned bright red, pointing at the woman, unable to speak.

Imagine, a girl born into a scholarly family, well-educated, usually surrounded by decent friends, and even a university teacher, being accused of being a mistress, how angry she would be.

At this mont, a voice sounded from behind Yutong, "Then why don’t you tell us, who bought your Ferragamo shoes? And who got your clothes? I suppose, at your age, unless you’re soone’s mistress, you probably can’t afford such luxury items, right? And those bodyguards of yours, the BMW parked there, all worth millions. That must have been provided by soone else, no? Especially those shoes you’re wearing - typically, affluent ladies buy these styles. Judging by your looks, you’re not married yet, wearing those shoes? Or did you just wear soone else’s outfit to co here?"

Hearing these words, the woman instantly exploded, pointing at Yang Chen, "Who the hell are you!? Do you know who I am!? How dare you talk to like that!"

Xu Liwen eyed Yang Chen from head to toe, the disdain in her gaze openly displayed.

Because she noticed Yang Chen was wearing a simple black T-shirt, which probably didn’t cost more than fifty yuan. Even at those nearby stalls yelling promotions of thirty yuan for one piece, fifty for two, you could find many like it.

His lower half was clad in blue jeans, washed to a faded white with areas of wear and even so torn stitching.

Checking his feet, a pair of worn-out Converse shoes that couldn’t be discerned as genuine or knock-offs.

Altogether, his entire outfit might not even exceed two hundred yuan.

But Xu Liwen didn’t notice that despite the shabbiness of Yang Chen’s clothes, they were clean and fresh.

"I don’t know who you are, but I know, you should apologize to her!" Yang Chen said calmly.

Yutong turned her head, incredulously saying, "Yang Chen! What are you doing here!"

At this mont, Yutong felt as if she had seen a savior. Yang Chen’s appearance was like a prince with a sword appearing in her ti of distress to solve all her crises!

Xu Liwen snorted, disdainfully saying, "You? What gives you the right to say that? Your entire outfit probably doesn’t exceed two hundred yuan! Let tell you, this woman stole my bag. Do you know how much my bag costs? Over fifty thousand! I suggest you apologize to now; otherwise, I’ll suspect you’re her accomplice! If I report this to the police, you’d spend at least three years in jail!"

Yang Chen shook his head, "If you judge people by appearance, take a good look at yourself first. Whether you’re genuinely wealthy or not, your actions show you have absolutely no class. Even if you were gilded head to toe, you can’t hide your inner filth. A clay idol is still a clay idol, no matter how prettily decorated!"

"You!" Xu Liwen trembled with rage, furious beyond asure.

This man in front of her genuinely infuriated her!

"Get him! Teach him a lesson in the true aning of loose lips sink ships!" Xu Liwen stomped her foot and scread.

The two bodyguards behind her rushed at Yang Chen upon hearing her command.

"Ah! Be careful!" Yutong cried out in fright, covering her eyes.

Yang Chen looked at the two n rushing over, snorted coldly, swiftly moving as he locked the two n’s arms together. With a kick, both knelt to the ground.

Then, Yang Chen waved his hand.

Smack!

Smack!

A double-slap sound echoed.

The two n were utterly bewildered by Yang Chen’s moves.

They hadn’t even had a chance to react before Yang Chen subdued them, leaving no room for resistance!

Yang Chen kicked the two aside, saying coldly, "Seeing as you’re just workers, I won’t go too hard. But even helping a tyrant, you deserve a beating!"