On the contrary, judging from their clothing and appearance, they seemed more like educated youth, or people who worked in some unit, had jobs, and were knowledgeable.

The onlookers looked on with suspicion.

The man who bumped into Yingyue clutched his chest and got up, his refined face flushed, as if he were very aggrieved.

"Miss, please don't make false accusations."

"Don't you know that everything requires evidence? You say I stole something from this comrade, but I'd like to ask you, where's the evidence?"

"If you cannot provide evidence, please apologize for your behavior immediately."

A normal thief, if exposed, would definitely be furious and might even hurt the person who exposed him.

However, the man's complete lack of fear and his refusal to run away made others doubt Yingyue's words.

Yes, is he really a thief?

Where is the evidence?

When onlookers began to question Yingyue, Huo Qing still unconditionally stood by her sister-in-law.

"Yueyue..."

She looked at Yingyue, her face showing some concern for her.

Yingyue might not be as eloquent as the thief.

But her eyes weren't just for show.

Even if the thief doesn't chase her for evidence, she will go up to him and find it.

Now that he's spoken, Yingyue is naturally even less polite.

She took two steps forward, reached out and pressed down on the man's arm, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of colorful banknotes.

Then he pulled a switchblade from his other pocket.

She took out the knife and the money, and kicked the man to the ground.

She lifted her foot and walked towards another man.