They scrambled to their feet and ran toward Jiang Hui.
"Xiao Hui." The group cried out, none of them daring to approach Gu Nishang.
Jiang Hui wasn't afraid, because she still had an ace up her sleeve.
"Okay, very good."
At this moment, Jiang Hui looked at the smug girl in the middle, clapped her hands and sneered, "Gu Nishang, you dare to mess with me, I, Jiang Hui, will make you regret it!"
Haha, isn't she afraid of the photos she has?
The half-threatening words had barely fallen when a gasp suddenly came from the crowd.
The people surrounded in the middle all looked up when they heard the sound.
The next second, Bei Mo, dressed in all black with a cold expression, pushed through the crowd and walked in.
At that moment, Jiang Hui's eyes lit up.
Honestly, he didn't even glance at her when she confessed her feelings that day.
Jiang Hui was frustrated; she cried every time she got home these past few days.
Jiang Hui was happy to see him here.
She nervously gripped the hem of her skirt, cautiously observing the very handsome man before her.
"Senior Bei Mo, you—"
"Smack!"
Before she could finish speaking, a whole stack of 100-yuan bills was thrown at her face.
In that instant, Chairman Mao's portraits scattered everywhere.
Jiang Hui was stunned by the money.
She stared blankly at the cold, aloof man before her, her heart suddenly clenching.
At that moment, many people around witnessed her humiliation, and Jiang Hui felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.
She blinked, and her eyes welled up with tears.
No one expected Bei Mo to get involved in this matter.
No one else could understand it.
Rong Shang glanced at him, raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
On the contrary, he even said in front of everyone, "Is this money enough to cover your medical expenses?"
In short, it was said lightly.
But it was like a sharp knife cutting into Jiang Hui's heart, piece by piece.
Jiang Hui's legs went weak, and she stumbled backward.
Her friend helped her up, looking at her with concern.
Jiang Hui pushed her away and straightened up, looking injured.
"Senior Bei Mo, are you paying off Gu Ni Chang's debts?"
"Pay back the debt?" Rong Shang was immediately displeased. "If you want me to pay you back with this medical bill, fine, I'll pay you back."
"But I'm going to take back everything you owe me, every single one of it!"
A few words from her sent a chill down Jiang Hui's spine.
She didn't dare to look Rong Shang in the eye, or rather, Bei Mo was right there.
She would only speak to Bei Mo if she wanted to.
"Senior Bei Mo, I don't know if you have some misunderstanding about me."
Biting her lower lip, Jiang Hui said with some grievance, "I don't know why you're speaking up for Gu Nishang."
"It was clearly...she who hurt my face."
"Oh." Bei Mo said coldly, "Your injury is an injury, but hers isn't?"
"What kind of twisted logic is that?"
With the last few words, Bei Mo's voice suddenly dropped, becoming icy cold to the extreme.
Jiang Hui's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.
She wanted to say something more, but a faint shadow swept across her face.
Bei Mo had already taken long strides and started walking forward.
Jiang Hui's gaze followed him closely, until she finally realized that he was heading in the direction of Gu Nishang.
These two...don't they have no connection at all?
Of course, Jiang Hui wasn't the only one who went crazy.
There were also girls watching the play nearby.
It was the increasing gasps and screams that made Bei Mo stop in his tracks when he reached Rong Shang.
Thus, the distance between them was exactly two or three meters.
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