Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

Xiao Ning had been intently playing with his new toy when a customer's child, with a round face, simply snatched it away.

The toy car fell to the ground with a "thud," and just as Xiao Ning was about to pick it up, the chubby child stepped on it.

"Crack!"

The sound of the plastic breaking was clearly audible.

"If you won't let me play, you can't play either! Humph!"

So young, yet so malicious.

Seeing his beloved toy car trampled and ruined, Xiao Ning's fierce temper, inherited from his father, instantly flared up. Without any restraint, he rushed over, pushed the chubby boy to the ground, straddled him, and waved his little fists.

"Give me back my car! Give me back my car!"

The chubby boy was big, but he was a bully at home, and immediately burst into tears.

The parent over there, a similarly round and obese man, saw his beloved son being beaten and rushed over, cursing rudely.

"Hey! You little brat, you dare hit my son? I'll beat you to death...!"

A large, fan-like hand slapped the child across the cheek!

Neither father nor son are any good!

"Snapped!"

When his palm was only inches away from the child's cheek, a large hand suddenly appeared, gripping his wrist firmly like an iron clamp, and remained motionless.

Zhong Yuemin's face was cold, and his voice was like ice:

"What are you doing, an adult, meddling in kids' fights? You're really something, hitting children?"

The fat man struggled a few times but couldn't break free. His face flushed red as he cursed:

"Let go of me! Let go...!"

Zhong Yuemin loosened his grip.

The opponent was exerting force when he suddenly lost his balance, staggered and fell backward with a thud. His round body thrashed on the ground for a few moments, and he couldn't get up for a while.

A woman dressed in a flamboyant red dress and with wine-red curly hair rushed over. She looked like his wife, with triangular eyes, thin lips, and a mean-looking face.

The woman, while helping the man up, shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Help! Someone's being hit...!"

Her shout attracted the attention of customers and pedestrians around her, who stopped to watch.

Seeing the fat man fall to the ground and get up, the little fat man cried loudly, and the woman made a tearful accusation, appearing to be a victim.

The onlookers, unaware of what was going on, pointed and whispered, their anger gradually turning towards Zhong Yuemin's family.

Police officers on patrol nearby happened to hear the commotion and rushed over. Seeing this, the woman with the triangular eyes shouted even louder, her tone almost commanding:

"Officer, arrest this man! Look what he did to my husband and children! Arrest him! What are you all standing there for?!"

The police officer frowned, glanced around the scene, and turned to Zhong Yuemin:

Did you hit him?

Zhong Yuemin shook his head:

“He fell down on his own, it’s none of my business. His kid snatched my kid’s toy and stomped on it, and this adult even tried to hit my kid, calling him a ‘country bumpkin’.”

"fart!"

The woman with triangular eyes interrupted in a shrill voice.

“My child is so well-behaved, how could he possibly snatch something? Who wants this broken toy? Stop trying to make yourself look good…!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the chubby boy stopped crying, grabbed the woman's clothes, and shouted:

"Mom, I want this toy car too! If he won't let me play with it, I'll stomp on it and smash it! Humph! You have to buy me one right now!"

"you……!"

The woman's face suddenly turned a deep liver color.

The crowd erupted in uproar. This was a public slap in the face. Those who had just criticized Zhong Yuemin immediately turned against him and began to discuss the matter.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the police:

"Officer, did you see that? The man confessed himself."

He then turned to the family of three, his tone leaving no room for argument:

"Apologize to my child and pay compensation."

"It's just a broken toy car!"

The woman with the triangular eyes, embarrassed, pulled out a few banknotes from her bag and threw them on the ground.

"Enough already? Look at your pathetic state, are you deliberately trying to scam me out of money?"

Zhong Yuemin didn't even glance at the money on the ground, coldly repeating:

"Apologize!"

"You think it's not enough?"

The woman stood with her hands on her hips, looking aggressive.

"Come on, just tell me how much you want. Stop with the nonsense. Let me tell you, my husband is the logistics manager of this mall! He doesn't need your little bit of money!"

Li Yan, who had been standing quietly to the side, stepped forward and calmly asked:

"Is your man a staff member here?"

"What, scared now?"

The woman raised her chin triumphantly.

"Do I need to scare you?" she nudged the fat man who had just gotten up.

"Show them your identification! Let them see it!"

The fat man, equally smug, pulled out his work ID from his pocket and flashed it.

"See that? You can read, right?"

The woman's voice rose even higher.

"Let me tell you, my man is in charge of all the security in this mall. Be smart and know when to quit. You've come to the wrong place to extort money!"

Li Yan didn't say much. She took out a mobile phone from her bag. This kind of thing had only recently entered Hong Kong Island. Each one cost tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars. Only the rich and powerful could afford it.

Most people don't even know what this is.

In full view of everyone, she dialed a number, her voice cold and detached.

"I'm in a clothing store on the third floor of the mall. I'll be right down."

He hung up after a few words and said nothing more.

The woman with triangular eyes scoffed disdainfully:

"Playing tricks! Trying to act like a rich guy here? Hiding your face and sneaking around, huh!"

She sized up Li Yan, who was completely covered up, and wondered if there was something she was really up to. Then she looked at Zhong Yuemin, who was dressed in "tattered clothes" and didn't care about his appearance at all.

She was certain that this family was not of any status.

Just a minute or two after the call ended, a man in a sharp suit rushed in, out of breath and covered in sweat.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the fat man immediately went to greet him, his face, which had just been arrogant and disdainful, instantly transforming into a fawning and obsequious smile.

"Manager Liu, why did you come all the way here? You could have just called the logistics department if you needed anything, there was no need to trouble yourself to come all this way..."

But Manager Liu's gaze wasn't on the fat man at all; he simply said...

"Why are you here?"

His gaze swept quickly across the room, and when he saw Zhong Yuemin, a clear look of surprise flashed across his face. He felt he had seen this person somewhere before, but couldn't quite place him.

Before his overweight subordinate could speak, and without even glancing at her, he jogged straight up to Li Yan.

Even though Li Yan had covered most of her face, he recognized her immediately.

He bowed deeply, his posture extremely respectful:

"Boss, what can I do for you?"

The word "boss" was like a pebble thrown into calm water.

Everyone present was stunned. The onlookers looked at each other and began to whisper among themselves.

The most fascinating part was the expressions of the fat man and his family of three. Their round, chubby faces froze instantly, their muscles contorted, their color changing from red to white, then to blue, finally settling on an indescribable look of embarrassment and fear, as if they had swallowed a fly whole.