In short, she's definitely a girl with a tragic fate...
Shen Sisi noticed that everyone was looking at her with pity, and she could roughly guess that everyone had misunderstood.
Actually, she wasn't as pitiful as everyone thought. It's just that an agreement had been signed, and she absolutely couldn't reveal a single word about it to outsiders. She could only swallow her anger and keep quiet.
“The mother and daughter are so pitiful, the baby is so young and sick. You are a grown man, don’t pester them.” A kind-hearted woman advised.
Zhao Changjiang pointed to his clothes: "Since you're so kind, then you should pay for it for her!"
The older woman looked at the polyester fabric and fell silent.
“Hey Zhao, if you have a problem, come at me. Don’t scare others,” Chen Sisi said.
"Fine, I'll do it for you!" Zhao Changjiang was furious when he saw that cold, glaring face. "You secondhand slut, you dare to give me attitude? You're not leaving here until you pay me thirty yuan!"
"Thirty? You're trying to scam me, why don't you just rob me?" Shen Sisi had finally witnessed his shamelessness.
Thirty yuan is almost a month's salary for someone surnamed Zhao.
Even if she didn't have thirty yuan in her pocket, she would have to save it for Niu Niu's medical treatment and medicine. How could she possibly give it to a scoundrel?
Seeing that she couldn't produce any money, Zhao Changjiang grabbed her wrist: "No money? Either go to the police station, or come home with me. The choice is yours..."
He twisted his wrist, lost in thought, and strode forcefully toward the door.
During the struggle, Niu Niu burst into tears and coughed violently, clinging tightly to her mother's neck like a frightened fawn.
This uncle is terrifying; he wants to eat Mom!
what to do……
Chen Sisi's ears were filled with Niu Niu's cries. She struggled with all her might while holding Niu Niu in one arm, almost powerless to resist.
Just as he was about to be dragged away by Zhao Changjiang, a hand with distinct knuckles and bulging veins reached in from behind the curtain and grabbed Zhao Changjiang's "pig's trotter".
Shen Sisi looked at the hand, which was large and slender but slightly rough, with a frightening scar on the protruding wrist bone... It seemed somewhat familiar. Above it was a section of military green sleeve.
Before I could even see clearly, a tall, imposing figure entered through the curtain.
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