"Dad, is it almost six o'clock? I'm a little hungry."

"It'll be ready soon. Let's go wash our hands and then go eat."

Zhang Hongmei settled down to read, but felt she hadn't read much when she heard the doorbell. It was Annie and her father. It was already six o'clock? She decided to go downstairs.

Miao Xinyue and her friend came in with Annie and her father.

The two of them also brought gifts for Annie. On their way back, they saw some plush toys for sale by the roadside, and despite the pinch in their wallets, they each chose a Mickey Mouse and a Donald Duck for Annie.

Annie happily accepted the gifts and thanked them with a smile. Although she already had many plush toys, girls just love these things, and she could never have too many.

Zhang Hongmei slapped her forehead, wondering why she hadn't thought of that.

Zhang Hongmei recalled the voice acting for Donald Duck by later masters and felt that those were the true classics.

Zhang Hongmei added vinegar and chili oil to the wontons. Annie looked at Zhang Hongmei's bowl in surprise and asked, "Sister, isn't it spicy?"

"It's spicy, but that's what makes eating wontons so satisfying. Hehe, kids shouldn't eat them like this."

"That's what adults always say." Annie glanced at Zhang Hongmei with disdain, then lowered her head to eat her own food.

Zhang Hongmei hadn't finished her bowl of wontons when the doorbell rang urgently.

Shen Yunfang ran out to open the door, and the sound of running could be heard in the courtyard.

Everyone in the dining room put down their chopsticks, looking at the doorway with suspicion. Who was this? What had happened?

Dong Yuping rushed into the living room, shouting, "Hongmei, Uncle Zhao, something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong?" Hongmei stood up and walked towards Dong Yuping, noticing that her hair was soaked with sweat in the dead of winter.

Dong Yuping grabbed Zhang Hongmei's hand, her voice trembling with tears, "Hongmei, something happened to Han Guangtai and the others. Kong Yushun and Cao Binggang went there and asked me to come find you."

"Let's go, we'll be there right away."

By this time, Zhao Tiancheng and Zeng Zhongkang had already changed their clothes.

"Aunt Wang, you're home. Don't worry, nothing serious will happen. Annie, I'm sorry, my sister has something urgent to attend to. Aunt Wang will have dinner with you. Next time, my sister will cook something delicious for you herself."

Anne nodded obediently, but Carlos McKen stood up and said, "I'll go with you. If there's anything wrong, I'll be easier to talk to than you are."

Zhang Hongmei was taken aback for a moment. "Thank you, Mr. McKen. You've gone to so much trouble."

Carlos McKen shook his head. "Annie, you stay home with your Aunt Wang. Dad and Miss Zhang are going out for a look."

"Okay, Dad, you two be careful."

Carlos McKen affectionately patted his daughter's head. "Miss Zhang, I'll go get the car and follow behind you. If there aren't enough seats, the three of you can ride in my car."

“Alright, Dong Yuping and I will ride in Mr. McCann’s car, and Uncle Zhao, you can follow behind.”

The two cars arrived at the scene 15 minutes later, where all the international students were.

Han Guangtai's face was covered in bruises, and his nose was bleeding, so it was easy to imagine that his body was not in good condition either.

Jiang Mingyan hid behind him and cried. It was over now; more than ten people from the M country had surrounded the seven of them.

Zhang Hongmei got out of the car and heard some very offensive language, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she walked through them and stood in front of Han Guangtai.

Zhao Tiancheng and the others arrived, and everyone who came with them gathered around. However, Carlos McKen did not come down.

"Uncle Zhao, could you please take Han Guangtai to the hospital?"

"Zhang Hongmei, I'm fine, it's just superficial injuries."

"Then go to the hospital, now, immediately. If anyone knows what happened, please describe it."

Seeing Zhang Hongmei's strong insistence, Zhao Tiancheng and Han Guangtai quickly turned and left without being stopped by the group.

When Jiang Mingyan saw Zhang Hongmei, she shrank back in fright and didn't dare to speak. The others didn't know what was going on either; they were all confused. If Cao Binggang hadn't happened to pass by, who knows what might have happened.

When the group of young people from the US saw a few more people driving up, they became a little intimidated and started making empty boasts.

Zhang Hongmei walked up to the person who was shouting the loudest and stood in front of him, with Zeng Zhongkang beside her.

"Please watch your mouth. What a person says reflects what they think. Don't you know how filthy you are?"

"What did you say, you foreign bitch?" The man got even more excited as soon as he realized it was a girl.

Zhang Hongmei pulled out the gun she had obtained there and pointed it at him, saying, "Apologize. Now, immediately."

"Don't try to scare me. In our country, you're just going to shoot?" The young man's voice trembled slightly, but he was still trying to stay calm.

"Heh, do you think I dare? You scum really annoy me."

Carlos McKen walked over to Zhang Hongmei. He took the gun from her hand, but instead of pointing it at the young man, he fiddled with it in his hand, looking at him with disgust.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you side with foreigners?"

"Oh? Since you're so tactless, then there's nothing I can do." Carlos McKen saw the police car approaching and stopped paying attention to the man.

Three police officers approached. Their tone was very displeased. "What are you doing?"

However, they were terrified when they saw Carlos McKen standing in the middle.

"Mr. McCann is here too? What happened? Are they bothering you?"

Carlos McKen simply smiled. These people weren't worthy of his flattery.

An older police officer, having roughly guessed the truth of the matter, turned to the young men.

After roughly understanding the truth of the matter, he turned to Carlos McCann and said, "Mr. McCann, this issue has little to do with the Chinese. In that case, shall we just let it go?"

Zhang Hongmei, standing nearby, laughed as she listened to his words. What did he mean by "it's not a big deal"? She had already heard the whole story; their version was certainly biased, but it was clearly their responsibility, and now they were just going to let it go?

Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, but it can't just sit on someone's neck and shit on them, can it?

Carlos heard Zhang Hongmei's laughter and knew that she was definitely not satisfied with this solution.

"Officer, is this really the right way to resolve this?"

"Nothing serious happened, so it's already good that it was resolved this way."

"Then let's all go to the police station!"

The young men were delighted to hear the officer's words. So what if they were wrong? This was their own country; how could they possibly side with foreigners?

“Mr. McCann, there really isn’t any need for this.” The officer was in a dilemma; wouldn’t it be better to downplay the issue?

“There’s nothing wrong with going to the police station. Also, I hope that not a single person here will be missing, so that no one can bring shame to our country.”