The man's deep, magnetic voice surprised the onlookers.
Would a murderer who tried to kill someone actually call the police?
"This man harassed my fiancée, staged an accident to extort money, and even verbally threatened her. My fiancée has health issues; if she gets seriously injured from this..."
Bystanders: Turns out we didn't eat the right melon earlier.
Only then did they realize that what they meant was that such a pretty little girl didn't look like the type to bully others.
It turns out someone was lustful; if her boyfriend hadn't been there, who knows what might have happened.
Of course, a small number of people, seeing the person lying motionless on the ground, were skeptical of Yan Xiao's statement.
As a result, Mu Yunche couldn't stand it any longer, opened his eyes, and pretended to groan weakly:
"Ouch! My chest hurts so much! I feel like my ribs are broken! I need to get a medical examination to determine the extent of my injuries..."
The half-hearted groans left the police officers and onlookers speechless.
Finally, someone dialed the emergency number, which averted this dramatic situation.
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Yan Xiao knew that this was a modern society governed by the rule of law, where every action required factual evidence.
Here, fists alone won't work.
really.
"Ms. Wen, Mr. Mu's test results are in, and everything is normal. Apart from some redness and swelling on his chest, there are no other external injuries on his body."
Wen Qinghe glanced at Mu Yunche, who was pretending to rub his chest on the hospital bed next to her.
"Did you hear that? Mu Yunche, if you really want to switch careers and become a conman to extort money, I strongly suggest you take a class. Stop being so fake and disgusting."
Mu Yunche knew he couldn't keep up the act any longer.
"Hehe, are you really not going to give me another chance? I can be a concubine..."
Wen Qinghe rolled her eyes, feeling nauseous.
"Screw that!" Yan Xiao retorted sharply.
He was utterly disgusted by this person's shameless words.
Yan Xiao reached out and put his arm around the girl's slender waist, his tone chilling and warning.
"She's my wife! Don't even think about getting anything to my wife!"
A cold, deep voice suddenly appeared in Mu Yunche's ear.
"If I find out you dare to make a move on my wife again, next time I won't kick this, I'll kick your third leg!"
The terrifying look on Yan Xiaoyin's face made Mu Yunche shudder involuntarily, and his lower body immediately felt a chill.
This man is definitely not someone he can afford to mess with.
With his burly physique, one punch from him would cripple even himself.
He had no doubt about the truthfulness of the man's words.
He unconsciously swallowed.
"I...I dare not..."
Yan Xiao scoffed inwardly. This cowardly guy dared to bark in front of his wife…
--
This interlude ended at 2:30 PM.
Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao hadn't had lunch yet.
Not wanting this annoying scumbag to ruin her mood, Wen Qinghe took Yan Xiao to experience the famous Quanjude restaurant in Beijing.
As soon as she entered, Wen Qinghe ordered the shop's signature dish.
A whole duck feast on the table.
Each duck also has a unique "identity card" nameplate.
The chef stood to the side and sliced the whole duck diagonally.
A waiter stood to the side, introducing the three delicacies of duck on the table.
Duck head, duck tail, and duck tenderloin.
It is said to represent a complete and fulfilling work and life.
After hearing this, Yan Xiao looked at Wen Qinghe with a deeper meaning in his eyes.
Does this mean that Qingqing wants to grow old with him and have a long and lasting relationship?
He couldn't help but smile.
After finishing her meal, Wen Qinghe finally managed to shake off the gloom she had felt on the way.
Yan Xiao was also very satisfied with this restaurant.
In addition, he had been paying close attention to the service attitude of the store staff.
This is completely different from the model of state-run restaurants, where you pay for your meal and then have to carry it yourself.
You know, being able to work as a chef in a state-run restaurant is something to be incredibly proud of.
The few kitchen chefs he had met were basically only responsible for cooking, receiving a monthly salary, and never cared about anything outside of cooking.
No matter how long the queue is, it has nothing to do with him; don't expect him to do you any favors.
Not to mention asking him to slice duck pieces at the guests' table.
Moreover, the waiters here always have just the right smile on their faces when introducing each dish.
He finds dining here a pleasure.
This is something you can't experience in state-run restaurants.
Indeed, there's a reason why something becomes obsolete.
Old ideas and old concepts urgently need to be changed.
The path ahead became clear, and he knew what he had to do.
--
The courtyard at the foot of the mountain had its gate tightly closed.
No one opened the door or went in all day.
No one had noticed that Yan Xiao hadn't gone to work today.
When it came time to calculate work points in the evening, Yan Xiao, who always did the most work, was always at the forefront, and consistently ranked first in work points, was surprisingly absent from the paper today.
Then everyone realized that they hadn't seen him come to work today.
Feng Dabing also did not receive a leave notice from Yan Xiao.
Thinking about his family's situation.
Because of his wife's health, the couple rarely went out. Although Wen Zhiqing's complexion seemed to have improved a lot recently, his heart disease was a ticking time bomb.
Nobody knows when it will flare up.
Feng Dabing is still unaware that Wen Qinghe has recovered without medication.
Worried that something might have happened to Yan Xiao's family, he asked Feng Tiezhu to go and check on them as soon as possible.
…
On his way there, Feng Tiezhu was still thinking that, given how worried Yan Ge was about his wife, if something really happened to Xiao Xiannu, Yan Ge would feel like the sky had fallen.
Although he felt that the possibility was unlikely.
But looking at the tightly closed wooden door in front of me, it was obvious that it was locked from the inside.
He knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response from inside.
It is now late, and candlelight flickers in every household.
But the courtyard of Yan Ge's house was still dark.
I'm worried that something might actually happen to someone inside.
He hesitated for a moment between climbing over the wall and kicking down the door, but decisively chose to kick down the door.
While gathering his strength, he kept chanting:
"I'm sorry, Brother Yan, but this is a newly installed wooden door. I don't know if it can withstand my kick."
But I did all this for you! I broke the door, you can't scold me…”
Feng Tiezhu took a step back, concentrating all his strength in his legs, and spat out some artificial engine oil.
"Hey~ tui!"
The moment the leg was extended, the door creaked open from the inside.
But Feng Tiezhu couldn't pull his leg back no matter what he tried, and with a "thud," he stumbled backward.
My buttocks look like they've been split into seven or eight pieces.
Looking up, he saw Yan Xiao looking down at him with a dark face and furrowed brows.
"Are you putting on a show in front of my house? What kind of charade are you up to?"
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