She had just arrived when she saw Zhang Fan talking to a dirty old man who also smelled bad. She immediately assumed he was a beggar.

Ji Zhi said irritably, "Who are you?"

Zhang Fan: "You shit-eating bastard!"

Looking into Zhang Fan's unfamiliar eyes, which were filled with coldness like a venomous snake, Shen Ping shivered for no reason.

She shook her head, trying to shake off the strange feeling in her mind. How could she have been fooled by Zhang Fan?

She was also from the countryside and had suffered a lot of oppression, which had twisted her mind. Seeing Zhang Fan's attire, she knew that he was also from the countryside, making him an easy target for bullying.

"You!" Shen Ping brandished her sharp nails, about to strike Zhang Fan.

"Slap—" Shen Ping's face turned to the side, Zhang Fan's eyes were cold, this slap was the interest.

She was still in a daze when she received another slap on the other side of her face.

"You bitch, how dare you speak to my brother like that? You're asking for it!"

Zhang Fan looked up and saw the nouveau riche he had met on the antique street slapping Shen Ping hard. He was wrapped in a thick mink coat and his lips were pale.

Shen Ping's face was slapped to the side. She subconsciously touched her nose and found it was crooked, letting out a sharp popping sound: "My nose, ah—"

The nouveau riche glared at Chen Ping and shouted, "If you make any more trouble, I'll slap you again."

Shen Ping looked up at the nouveau riche, trembled in fright, and dared not cry anymore, keeping her mouth tightly shut.

She covered her face, stared intently at the nouveau riche, and gritted her teeth, saying, "You bullied me, you just wait, Young Master Zheng will help me get revenge."

The nouveau riche glared at Chen Ping, who trembled again in fright and ran away.

She said to Zhang Fan, "Zhang Fan, you were bullied by me before, and you're still being bullied by me now. Don't think that just because you know someone, someone will stand up for you."

The nouveau riche raised his hand and chased after her, and Shen Ping screamed and ran away in fright.

The nouveau riche stopped panting after running only a few steps, his face covered in cold sweat. He tightened his mink coat, his voice trembling, almost crying out, "Miracle doctor, save me!"