ed that he had something specific in mind. Mrs. Ho had anticipated, with a high degree of certainty, that Rong Qikang's visit was about He Ya. However, Mrs. Ho was no fool; she wouldn't just give Rong...Du Caiyi dashed away in a hurry. She didn't stop the car until it was far from Rong Ling's residence. She first called her daughter, asking her to bring someone over immediately to pick her up. Then she climbed into the backseat and searched for something soft like a cloth. Her nose wouldn't stop bleeding; even tissues were useless, and in the end, they became a sticky mess of blood!

So much blood, right in front of her, made her hands tremble with fear and anger. But also, a terrible anger!

For this grudge, I shall not let it go unavenged! She, Du Caiyi, has wrongly been condemned as a villain!

She swore angrily, and when she couldn't find any soft cloth, she had to take a soft teddy bear and stuff it under her nose. It was left behind by her grandson Rong Hengda when he was playing. The moment the back of the teddy bear touched her nose, she cried out in pain and tears welled up. Thinking about Zhu Xiaodan at that moment, she really wished she could skin her alive. That woman was truly bold!

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She also took out her phone and called Rong Qixiang.

"Where did you go" she asked quickly. Her nose ached again, but the more it hurt, the more she loathed that fat man.

After Rong Qixiang replied, Du Caili felt a little relieved in her heart. She urged Rong Qixiang to come faster and hung up the phone. Then she ignored that fat man completely, leaned back in the car seat with a sudden jerk, lifted her head high, and Xiaobuxiong continued to gently press on her nose. Her half-closed eyes showed a trace of condescending disdain and disgust!

The fatty was a little annoyed and asked her, “What do you mean”

Du Caoyi simply ignored him.

"I'm telling you, you called someone here, and I'm not afraid!" The fat man snorted, pulled out his phone, "Click click click", and started filming the accident scene. He had just heard that this woman seemed to have called someone over. Just in case, he wanted to preserve the scene himself.

If he was initially just angry, now he was determined to settle the score with Du Caiyi! He hadn't expected that instead of one person, a whole group would arrive. Two cars pulled up, and out came a woman followed by seven or eight men.

The fat man's heart sank.

And this is just the beginning!

"Mom, what's wrong with you!" Rong Qixiang rushed to see Du Caixin. Seeing her like that, she panicked and became angry. After Du Caixin briefly explained, Rong Qixiang was furious. Her mother was rushing to the hospital for treatment, and had even given him money. What kind of trouble was this fat man causing, calling the police and accusing her mother of being suspicious!

It's really infuriating!

Turning her head, she saw that the other party's car was just an ordinary Santana. Rong Qixian sneered.

"Smash it, smash this car for me!"

Several men came out and without a word, started smashing the car!

The fat man didn't move, just watched from the side, his face extremely ugly. A scream came from the car that was hit, a girl's voice. Then the girl jumped out of the car with her bag, looking panicked and rushing to the fat man's side. If you look closely, you can see that the girl's forehead had a slight scrape, bleeding a little, but it was almost dry.

Rong Qixiang, under Du Caixin's instructions, had his men forcefully snatch the fat man's phone and crush it with the car. Then he helped Du Caixin into the car and drove away arrogantly, leaving behind these words:

"Here's the compensation, I gave it to Bao Yuan!"

Leaving one person behind to deal with the arriving police, Rong Qixian led the rest away. She had originally brought so many people here to give Du Caixin a lesson, but she hadn't expected Du Caixin to be injured so badly that going to the hospital was a necessity. As for giving her a lesson, that would just have to wait.

As for that fat one, she had taken a look. Driving such a beat-up car and dressed in cheap, nameless things from head to toe, the kind you'd see anywhere. People like that are easy to get rid of. pose reminiscent of an ancient warrior. Against the backdrop of the antique building behind him, it did have a certain flair. But if only his clothing wasn't so modern and trendy.His short-sleeved s...