Xiang Jin took a deep breath and slowly wrote: "But your clothes aren't damaged, and my bicycle is in the corner, it's not blocking your way."
The implication is that you accidentally hung it there yourself and also damaged my bicycle.
After reading the text, the woman in the white dress's face suddenly turned fierce: "What do you mean by this? Are you saying I'm deliberately trying to extort you? Look at your poor, shabby appearance, do you even know anything about brands?"
"Our city has been tainted by you country folk, and you still have the nerve to talk to me about reason?"
"Look at yourself, do you even deserve it? Do you even have the qualifications?"
She pressed closer and closer, while Xiang Jin retreated step by step.
In her excitement, the woman shoved Xiang Jin hard. Xiang Jin lost his footing and fell down the steps, scraping his right hand and drawing blood.
A crowd of onlookers stood in a circle, each observing with indifference.
Those probing and scrutinizing gazes were as if they were looking at a monster or an alien.
Xiang Jin thought, if only someone could help her.
She naively thought.
But she knew that there were no gods in this world, and all the suffering and torment had to be endured by herself. Over the years, she had relied on herself to get to where she was today.
She gritted her teeth, enduring the tearing pain from her old leg injury, and struggled to stand up, looking resolutely at the woman in the white dress.
The woman in the white dress got even angrier and tried to push her again, but Xiang Jin skillfully dodged and fell to the ground instead.
The people around burst into laughter.
The woman in the white dress felt extremely humiliated, her face turning red with anger: "Let me tell you, if you don't kneel down and beg me today, you can't prove your sincerity, and this matter won't end here!"
"Oh? What right do you have to order her around?" A deep, pleasant male voice sounded from behind.
A group of neatly dressed bodyguards walked from both sides of the crowd, parting the crowd to make way.
Murong Xiao walked over from the middle of the road with one hand in his trousers, stopping a few steps away from Xiang Jin and looking at the woman in the white dress: "Come on, tell me what you have to say."
His leisurely demeanor carried a hint of roguishness, and his imposing presence was inexplicably captivating.
The woman in the white dress shivered.
This man... had a tall and straight figure, exquisite looks, and an impressive presence. He didn't look like someone to be trifled with, and for some reason, she started to feel...apprehensive.
"She tore my skirt and refused to pay for it, acting quite unreasonable. I only argued with her for a few words." The woman's voice was several decibels lower, and her arrogance had subsided.
The man glanced at them: "Where's the evidence?"
"These...everyone present is evidence; they can all testify!"
"Okay, let's count witness testimony for now, but what about physical evidence?"
"Evidence...evidence?" The woman in the white dress glanced down at the dress, which wasn't damaged, and stood there awkwardly, unsure how to answer.
She originally intended to extort money, and she was very careful in the process. Now that the skirt isn't damaged, it's as if there's no physical evidence.
"Looks like we can't get it out."
The man raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming: "How about I help you?"
Upon receiving his order, the two bodyguards immediately approached the woman in the white dress. Before anyone could even see what they were doing, the woman's dress was ripped to shreds, revealing her lace lingerie underneath.
The woman screamed and covered her chest in embarrassment.
"This is your compensation." The bodyguard threw 3,000 yuan on the ground, sparing no effort to humiliate her.
"Aaaaah—" the woman was practically going crazy. "I'm going to sue you! You've gone too far!"
"Sue? You defamed someone and intentionally injured someone in the street. According to Chinese law, you could be sentenced to up to seven years in prison," said the lawyer holding the documents next to Murong Xiao.
"Jail? What nonsense are you spouting? Do you think you wrote the laws of China and can sentence someone whenever you want?" The woman retorted angrily, disregarding everything else.
"Excuse me, it really was me who wrote it." The lawyer pushed up his glasses and said with a forced smile.
The woman was stunned.
At this moment, several police cars stopped by the roadside, and a group of police officers got out and surrounded the woman in the white dress: "Someone has reported you for suspected intentional assault. We are taking you back to the police station for questioning. Please cooperate with the investigation."
What?
That won't do!
The woman in the white dress panicked instantly.
She just wanted to get a small advantage and extort some money, but she never thought about going to jail!
That could ruin your life!
"I...I was wrong, I was wrong, I...I apologize, okay? I apologize, I make amends! I was blind to your greatness, please be lenient!" She hurriedly walked up to Murong Xiao and bowed deeply to him.
Who would have thought that this mute woman actually had a powerful figure backing her up? If only I hadn't picked on this pushover!
Murong Xiao narrowed his cold eyes slightly: "You should apologize to her."
The woman in the white dress was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked up to Xiang Jin, bowed deeply to him, and kept saying nice things, apologizing, and begging for forgiveness.
"I think kneeling is the only way to prove your sincerity," the man beside me said casually.
The woman in the white dress was deathly pale. She bit her lip, looking defiant. But this man was clearly retaliating for her earlier arrogance. If she didn't agree to his terms, she would be taken away by the police!
If she really goes to jail, her life will be truly ruined...
Thinking of this, she bent her knees and knelt down sadly: "I'm sorry, please forgive me! I only clung to you because I wanted to extort money from you, please forgive me!"
Xiang Jin quickly helped her up.
"Don't do that again next time, I won't blame you." She wrote this calmly on a piece of paper for the woman to see.
Although she was very angry just now, the thought of going to jail made her a little worried for her. She knew how terrible jail was; it wasn't a place for a woman, and it wasn't worth going there for such a small mistake.
So her anger subsided, and she didn't want to pursue the matter any further.
The woman in the white dress looked at her gratefully. Seeing that the man no longer blamed her, she clutched her chest and ran away in a panic.
The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and the assistant exchanged a few words with the police before leaving on his own.
Xiang Jin turned around and looked at the tall and upright Murong Xiao in front of her.
He was much taller than her; her gaze only reached his shoulder, and she had to look up slightly to see his face.
Bright, radiant sunlight streamed behind him.
It was as if a god had descended.
Her heart was burning, and her eyes were brimming with tears.
"Miss, what are you daydreaming about?" He looked at her with a slightly stern face, seemingly noticing her gaze.
Xiang Jin awkwardly looked away and shook her head.
The man withdrew his gaze, turned to his assistant, and said, "Let's go."
It wasn't until he got into the car and drove far away that Xiang Jin suddenly remembered something. She frantically tried to chase after him, but could only see the car's shadow disappear into the distance.
She hasn't thanked him yet!
How could she forget to thank him!
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