Lu Jiaming: “…………”
Why is this noble young man acting like a little child?
Never mind that he is already 21 years old. With his innocent look, people would believe he is only 12 years old.
Lu Jiaming originally had a dislike for stupidity and a bad temper, but he had to admit that at this moment he was a face control and was only attracted by Chu Wanyi's face.
If this person didn't look so harmless and his every move was so cute and lively, he would have walked away without caring at all.
Seeing that the duck in his mouth was about to fly away, the old man suddenly lost his composure. He moved his body slightly, fell to the ground again, and started howling.
"Oh my god, this is so unfair! He hit someone and yet he shirked responsibility and refused to pay. He's such a rich kid and has no manners at all. It's a pity that no one cares about me at my age... Ouch, it hurts so much..."
He kept shouting one sentence after another, and now many people had gathered around him, all standing by and watching the fun, whispering.
Chu Wanyi had never dealt with such a thing alone, and didn't know what to do for a moment. She could only look to Lu Jiaming beside her for help.
It should be said that although Lu Jiaming is younger than him and has a sharp tongue, when this man stands beside him with a tall stature, even without saying a word, he can give people an inexplicable sense of security.
"Jia Ming..." Chu Wanyi secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes, "What should we do now?"
"It's okay," Lu Jiaming said softly, "I'll do it."
After saying that, he raised his leg and walked towards the old man, squatting down beside him.
"Uncle, don't worry, let me see where it hurts first."
Lu Jiaming spoke politely, but his actions were not so polite.
He held the old man's arm with both hands, massaging it and pinching him hard, "Uncle, does it hurt here?"
"Ouch!!" the old man suddenly screamed, "It hurts, it hurts!"
"What about here?" Lu Jiaming put his hand on his thigh again, and pinched it hard where no one else could see.
"It hurts!!!" The old man turned sideways on the ground and turned half a circle, "Don't touch me!!!"
"No, I need to know where you're injured." Lu Jiaming smiled and put his hands directly on his waist, "Here..."
The old man was so frightened that he didn't care about pretending anymore. His legs were flapping very nimbly, and he was lying on the ground and spinning around in a circle with a look of horror in his eyes.
"Oh, sir, you've obviously practiced this before," Lu Jiaming raised his eyebrows, "and you can even follow the watch."
Chu Wanyi burst out laughing.
The smile was light, the bags under her eyes were slightly bulging, and the eyes were clear and bright. Lu Jiaming was stunned for a moment.
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