"This is so annoying, another busybody. Brother Mao, you tell me what to do, and the brothers will follow your orders."

The hot-tempered thug clenched his fists as he spoke. Their profession was thugs, and what was the point of standing here bragging for so long? They might as well just start fighting.

"Beat them, you ignorant fool."

With a wave of his hand, Brother Mao sent two henchmen rushing out. One of them used his fist to subdue the man, while the other went straight for Chang Jing's face.

The thugs thought they were incredibly strong and could easily take down a teenager. However, Chang Jing blocked the attack with a wave of his hand and kicked the hot-tempered thug several meters away. Luckily, he was caught by the wall of people behind him.

The uniformed man seemed to have some fighting skills. He swung the security baton, which sent the water pipe flying from the thug's hand. He then hit the thug with the baton, knocking him unconscious.

Chang Jing's eyelids twitched. So ruthless! Uncle, don't overdo it in self-defense!

When Huang Mao saw his subordinate being kicked away by Chang Jing, his eyes widened in disbelief. How... how could this be? The other party was just a kid. Not believing it, he prepared to go and fight himself.

However, what made him even more insecure was that in the next minute, Chang Jing punched him hard in the stomach, making him feel as if his stomach was being pierced through.

"Uncle Liu, are you alright?" After the fight, or rather, after beating someone up, Chang Jing asked Liu Yihai, who was still dumbfounded.

"No...it's nothing. Xiao Jing, you're pretty good at fighting."

Liu Yihai is a security guard at this market. He walks around the market every day with his baton, chatting wherever he goes. He's always willing to lend a hand to anyone who needs help. You could say he's a kind-hearted big man.

In reality, he was a soldier who was discharged due to injury. He had never married because he was unable to have children. What others did not know was that he was extremely wealthy and owned the entire market.

"Huizhen, are you alright? These thugs smashed your stall. Should we call the police?"

Liu Yihai looked Song Huizhen up and down to see if she was injured. Only after seeing that she was alright did he suggest calling the police.

"No! We're just following orders. If you call the police, my brother will send someone else over."

Upon hearing that the police were being called, Huang Mao, ignoring his pain, quickly tried to stop them. If the police were called, they would be locked up for at least half a month, and their boss would think they were useless and replace them at any time. They absolutely could not call the police.

"Why did you come if I hadn't called the police? Also, you've trampled all the fruit on the ground, you need to pay for it!"

Huizhen works so hard selling fruit every day, but she doesn't earn much. They have to lose money.

"We'll compensate you, we'll compensate you."

Huang Mao took out the only two hundred yuan he had and reluctantly handed it forward. Liu Yihai snatched the money and turned to hand it to Song Huizhen.

"Huizhen, you set up your stall here every day, so let's not argue with them too much this time. How about we just let them go this time?"

Liu Yihai didn't want to cause trouble, but he thought that if Song Huizhen, a woman, really got into a fight with these thugs, her business might not be able to continue. Even with his protection, if people came to cause trouble and disrupt her business every day, she wouldn't be able to do well.

"Okay, I'll do as you say, Brother Liu."

Song Huizhen naturally thought of the principle that harmony brings wealth, but when she thought of what the thug had said about Chang Guomin losing 60,000 yuan gambling, she felt a surge of anxiety.

“You said Chang Guomin lost 60,000 yuan gambling? I hope you go back and make it clear to your boss that I am divorced from Chang Guomin, and his debts have nothing to do with me. If you want him to pay back the money, you can go to his workplace to find him.”

When Song Huizhen announced the divorce in front of everyone, those who knew her in the market were surprised. Liu Yihai's eyes lit up when he heard this. He had long felt that Chang Guomin was not worthy of someone as hardworking as Song Huizhen.

"Did you hear that? If you dare to cause trouble in our market again, I will definitely not let you off the hook."

Liu Yihai shouted, and Huang Mao was pulled away by his two brothers before he could even nod. If you can't win a fight, you should retreat as soon as possible.

With the excitement fading and the market crowds dispersed, many of the business owners in the market lent a hand to help Song Huizhen pack up her stall.

"Huizhen, you're really divorced? Why so suddenly?"

The gossip queen of the market asked with a worried look on her face. Normally, Song Huizhen would have shut the other person up, but today, she planned to briefly talk about the Chang family's mess.

...tsk tsk tsk...

The Chang family is shameless. Isn't Chang Jing's aunt's oil mill right over there? We should go over and chat about it later. After hearing Song Huizhen's description, Gossip Queen was already planning to go to the oil mill to gossip some more.

"Sigh, with a family like the Chang family, you were right to get a divorce. Chang Jing, you and your siblings must listen to your mother from now on. Your mother has had a hard life!"

They were all acquaintances, so after a few words of comfort, they made an excuse to leave, since everyone was in the business of doing business.

Chang Jing then remembered that his tricycle still contained half a cart of fruit, so he hurried to the intersection to find his tricycle.

"Xiao Jing, your car is here."

"Thank you, sir. The lychees are sweet today. Please have some."

Seeing the old man helping to watch over the car, Chang Jing quickly thanked him and generously grabbed two large handfuls of lychees and placed them on the old man's stall.

"Mom, why don't you go back and rest first? Leave the stall to me!"

"Yes, Xiao Jing is very good at selling fruit. Huizhen, you should go back now!"

"Okay, Brother Liu, could I borrow your office phone to make a call to Changmin's company?"

The fruit stand is no longer important today; Chang Guomin's matter must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise her and her two children's lives will still be completely ruined.

This time, Song Huizhen plans to use her workplace to pressure Chang Guomin, even if it means threatening him, to make him agree to the divorce as soon as possible. She also wants the Chang family to know that Chang Guomin is gambling again.

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