After Yu Zihan sprinted out, she looked around and saw the figure running towards the right side of the mall. Her heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat. She knew she had to catch up with him as soon as possible and not let him get away. Yu Zihan ran to catch up, she was very confident in her speed, she believed she could catch up with the thief.

However, the thief was incredibly fast. Yu Zihan tried her best, but she couldn't close the distance between them. The two of them ran like crazy, one in front of the other. They crossed the busy streets and came to a quiet alley. Yu Zihan's heartbeat became even faster, and she felt like her lungs were about to explode, but she still didn't dare to slow down.

The young man in front was running so fast that he was out of breath. He looked back and didn't see the girl. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: Hey, at this speed, I'm sure I can leave that damn girl behind. So he stopped, put his hands on his knees, bent over, and gasped for air, muttering: "How can this damn girl run so fast with those skinny legs?"

However, the moment he stopped, he heard a "thump" and turned around to see the little girl, who was still alive and kicking a second ago, lying on the ground in a strange posture. Yu Zihan was so focused on chasing the thief that she didn't notice the stone under her feet and she tripped.

Her knee slammed against the ground, blood oozing from her torn jeans. She cursed herself mentally as she gritted her teeth and stood up. It wasn't that she couldn't bear to part with her mother's bag; she was annoyed with herself. She'd chased the thief for so long, and if she lost him in the end, she'd be at a huge disadvantage. So, ignoring the pain, she immediately got up and continued chasing the thief.

The young man watched helplessly as the little girl limped toward him, dragging her bloody legs. His heartbeat instantly accelerated, almost leaping out of his throat. He tried to run, but his feet seemed glued to him, unable to move. He began to despair, thinking, "It's over, it's over, I'm really screwed this time."

He stood there in a daze, staring at the girl coming towards him. Sweat had dampened her hair, leaving it tangled in clumps. There was a large hole in her pants, with bright red blood seeping through it. He wondered, "Why is this little girl so desperate? I just stole her wallet, is that really that serious?"

Yu Zihan approached the boy and grabbed his collar. The boy instinctively began to struggle, still holding on to a glimmer of hope: "Maybe I can escape?"

However, Yu Zihan held him tightly, not giving him any chance. Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if telling the boy, "You wish! You stole my wallet and you still want to run away? No way!"

The young man was startled, realizing he had run into a tough guy. He began to regret his actions. Why did he steal this little girl's wallet? Wasn't he just asking for trouble?

Seeing the boy staring at her blankly, Yu Zihan thought to herself, "This idiot is not only a thief but also a pervert." Yu Zihan became even angrier. She raised her hand and slapped the boy hard. The boy's face immediately turned red. He covered his face with his hands and stared at Yu Zihan with wide eyes.

"Are you sick? Why did you hit me?" The boy was caught off guard by the beating.

When Yu Zihan heard the boy's voice, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. She carefully looked at the boy in front of her. This boy had some similarities with the man, but the man was a real fat man. It was impossible for a person to change so much.

"What's your name?" Yu Zihan wanted to confirm the guess in his mind.

The young man looked at the girl's clear eyes, which flashed with doubt. He let out a sigh of self-mockery, threw the bag to the ground, and turned to leave without saying a word. In front of such a person, he felt inferior, and the best thing to do was to leave quickly.

Yu Zihan looked at the boy's slender figure and the annoyed look in his eyes, and a name popped up in her mind. "Zhou Bingxuan." She almost blurted it out.

The capable assistant who had always been by his side in his previous life.

"Stop." Yu Zihan blurted out.

The boy paused, but didn't turn around. Yu Zihan quickly ran a few steps and grabbed the boy's arm. "You must have a reason for stealing, right?"

This sentence seemed to throw a bomb in the boy's heart. The moment the boy stopped and turned around, his face became very cold.

"A thief is a thief. Put away your curiosity." He looked at Yu Zihan sarcastically.

Yu Zihan's heart trembled when she heard this. This was very Zhou Bingxuan's style. It turned out that guy was so aggressive and arrogant when he was young. She knew about Zhou Bingxuan. He came from a good family, but that kind of family would suffer more hardships than ordinary people during sports.

During that ordeal, his father fell ill and died. His mother, overwhelmed by the ordeal, became insane. To pay for her mother's medical treatment and support his brother's education, his sister married a much older man with three children. The man was initially kind to his sister, but after she failed to bear him children, he became abusive. Finally, his sister passed away, waiting for him to get into university.

She looked at the young man in front of her. He came out to steal things, which meant that his mother was sick and in urgent need of money. He also came out to steal things, which meant that his sister was not married yet.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's still time." Yu Zihan was determined to help him overcome the difficulties and prevent his gentle and kind sister from suffering the same tragic fate as in her previous life.

But how can I help him so that he can accept it? Yu Zihan wondered whether he should talk to his follower at this time.

She knew that the boy must be like a hedgehog covered in thorns at this time, and he must be a proud person. Considering this, Yu Zihan said to him solemnly: "I think that no one starts out as a thief. There must be some hurdle that they can't overcome. I believe you must have a reason." Yu Zihan looked into Zhou Bingxuan's eyes.

Zhou Bingxuan hadn't expected a girl his own age to say such words. He was touched, but so what? Thinking about the situation at home, and the thought of his sister about to marry such a man, his heart ached. Poverty was the original sin. He had no money, he couldn't afford to treat his mother's illness, and he had watched his sister commit herself to an old man for the sake of the family.

He had no intention of stealing money, nor had he ever stolen money. He saw the woman's exquisite bag and assumed it must contain a lot of money. If he had the money, at least his sister wouldn't have to marry someone like that. He could worry about the rest later.

I didn't expect that I would start off badly and meet such a difficult girl.