Chapter 42: Getting Taken to the Police Station After a Fight

Qiao Nian didn't take the ragtag group before her seriously. Pointing at the vegetables that had been trampled into a pulp, she asked, "Did you guys do this?"

The thug froze for a moment, then let out a sneer. "So what if we did?"

"Nothing. Pay for them!"

She was blunt and decisive.

The thug seemed amused by her. His eyes roamed over her body wantonly as he said in a greasy tone, "Alright then. Tell big brother which school and class you're in, and I'll come to your school to compensate you another day."

A spark of anger flared in the corners of Qiao Nian's eyes, and she smiled. "I won't be free another day. How about today?"

"Hahaha, today? Sure! There's a hotel up ahead. How about you sleep with big brother? I'll give you money—as much as you want. I'd even give you my life!"

"Forget the money. The brain is a daily necessity; I hope you don't treat yours as a decoration!" Qiao Nian said calmly.

"What the fuck did you say?!"

"Niannian!"

Auntie Chen's face turned pale with fright. She pulled at Qiao Nian's arm, shaking her head incessantly, terrified that Qiao Nian would reveal her school.

"Forget it, I don't want the money. Don't worry about it, Auntie is fine."

Her son was already a disappointment; she couldn't let him drag Qiao Nian into this, or she would never have peace of mind for the rest of her life!

Qiao Nian pulled her to a safe distance and said, "Auntie Chen, just stay here. I'll get the money back for you!"

"I don't want it anymore, Niannian. Don't go."

Seeing the two of them pulling at each other, the thug walked over unhappily and reached out to grab Qiao Nian's shoulder.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes, just as she was about to dodge.

A large hand caught the thug's hand mid-air. With a sharp twist, the thug cried out in pain.

"Are you okay?" Ye Wangchuan stepped forward, his eyes extremely cold, suppressing a sharp edge.

Qiao Nian had almost forgotten he was still there. She shook her head.

At that moment, the expression on the thug's face suddenly turned into pure rage. He grabbed a stool from the ground, intending to smash it over them. "You bitch, you're asking for it! You want to die!"

Ye Wangchuan pulled her behind him, his voice low.

"Girls shouldn't fight. Step aside."

Just as the thug, wielding the stool, charged toward them, the tall and handsome man lifted his leg. With a fluid and fierce motion, he delivered a kick. The thug holding the stool went flying, and the plastic stool shattered into pieces. It looked less like a fight and more like he was simply crushing insects...

Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow, watching him dominate the fight.

*Tsk, looking at his fair and delicate skin, who knew he could actually fight!*

...

At this hour, many people were eating at the stalls, and many cars had stopped on the road to watch the commotion.

Before long, the intersection was packed so tightly that not a drop of water could pass.

Someone had already called the police when the thugs started causing trouble.

By the time the police arrived in a hurry, everything had already ended.

Seven or eight thugs were lying scattered across the ground. A powerful-looking man in his early twenties stood beside a young girl, looking like the other party involved in the brawl.

The police didn't know the exact situation, so they followed regulations and took both parties back to the station.

Auntie Chen's son had been injured quite heavily by several people and was taken to the hospital first.

Before getting into the police car, Qiao Nian stuffed all the money she had scavenged from the thugs into Auntie Chen's hands. She patted her shoulder comfortingly and said, "I'll visit Uncle Chen in the hospital in a few days. I'll bring something for you then; use it to make soup for him. It will be good for his condition."

The middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly, her eyes brimming with tears. She gripped Qiao Nian's hand tightly, feeling both guilt and apology. "Niannian, I'm so sorry."

Qiao Nian felt a pang of heartache and patted her hand. "It's okay. Auntie Chen, don't overthink it."

The nurse in the ambulance was prompting her, so she looked up and spoke sincerely to the elegant man. "Sir, thank you for today."

If it hadn't been for Niannian and her friend, there was no telling what state Chen Yuan would have been in after being beaten by those people...

But she felt terrible about involving Qiao Nian in the trip to the police station.

After the ambulance doors closed, she steeled herself and pulled out her phone to make a call she hadn't placed in a long time. "Hello, President Qiao..."

(End of Chapter)