He was hacked to death! Reborn and married to the Grand Secretary, his family wept with regret.

"Yes, it's that milk tea you gave my kid!"

"You wicked vixen, you're clearly no good. I'll tear you to shreds."

An old woman pointed at Luo Qingfan, her face fierce but her heart weak.

Luo Qingfan had never seen such a scene before, and she was immediately frightened, tears streaming down her face. She pretended to burrow into Li Huai Ren's arms.

However, none of those who came to cause trouble were easy to deal with.

He pulled Luo Qingfan directly out of Li Huai Ren's arms, grabbed her hair, and shoved her through the crowd.

Luo Qingfan, a slender and delicate woman, was no match for these women. In no time, they had her carefully combed hair in disarray, leaving her face and body with many red marks.

"Brother Huai Ren, please save me..."

Luo Qingfan cried pitifully and reached out her hand towards Li Huai Ren.

Li Huai-ren was heartbroken and rushed forward to pull away from the women.

However, he always considered himself a gentleman, unable to carry heavy loads or offer any assistance, so naturally he was no match for these women.

Before long, he was pushed out of the crowd by these women.

Seeing that Luo Qingfan was being bullied more and more severely, Li Huai Ren disregarded everything else, picked up a stick from the ground, and swung it at the women.

"You country bumpkins, I'll fight you to the death!"

“You are so vulgar and barbaric, you are incorrigible scum. You should all be arrested and beheaded.”

Li Huai-ren was so anxious that he went crazy. He cursed and shouted to embolden himself, while grabbing a stick and hitting the nearest woman.

With a clang, the stick was snatched away and thrown to the ground.

Even with a stick, Li Huai-ren was no match for an ordinary village woman!

"Pooh!"

Someone spat in Li Huai-ren's face.

Li Huai-ren was so angry that he felt nauseous. A wave of nausea surged up from his stomach, and he wished he could rush up and kill all of them!

But these people didn't give him a chance; they immediately pinned him to the ground.

"I thought he was some kind of man bewitched by that vixen, but it turns out he's just a weakling who can't even hold a stick properly."

Li Huai-ren was pressed down and covered his eyes with his hands.

He is a gentleman, but now he has lost face because of this. How can he face people in the future?

"We're not being unreasonable, we just want to ask: our child got sick after drinking her milk tea, and we're a poor family with no money to hire a doctor. What do you suggest we do now?"

The woman in the lead held Li Huai-ren down, filled with hatred and anger. Thinking of the suffering her own child had endured, she couldn't help but pinch Li Huai-ren's inner thigh.

Li Huai-ren felt the pain, but was too ashamed to make a sound, so he endured it.

He was truly unlucky to have fallen into the hands of these savage women.

Luo Qingfan was also pitifully aggrieved. She cried silently and said to Li Huai Ren, "Brother Huai Ren, save me!"

Seeing Luo Qingfan being bullied so miserably, Li Huai-ren felt even more sorry for her.

“Listen to me, I am the eldest grandson of the Marquis of Zhongyong in the capital, and Qingfan is my sister.”

"I meant well by distributing milk tea to everyone, but I never expected this to go wrong!"

"If you all trust me, I will go home now to get the money, and then take your children to see a doctor, shall I?"

Now, Li Huai-ren suppressed all his emotions and put on a sincere appearance.

"How?"

"Who knows what you're up to by following that vixen? What if she runs away?"

These women weren't stupid.

Li Huai-ren, also looking anxious, promised, "Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely give you an explanation!"

"My home is in an alley in the south of the city. There's a woman named An there. You can ask her for the money!"

Seemingly worried that the women wouldn't believe him, Li Huai-ren quickly added, "She used to come to the streets often to look for work. You can ask around; we can't escape her!"

Hearing these words, An Wuyang, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't help but snort coldly.

No wonder so many people who had drunk milk tea in their past lives blocked their doors; it turns out that Li Huai-ren and Luo Qing-fan, in order to protect themselves, actually withdrew An Wu-yang and blocked her way.

What a shameless person! His heart is despicable!

In this life, An Wuyang wants to see how much trouble they can cause without her cleaning up their messes!

Fortunately, Li Huai-ren's words did not reassure the women.

After all, they didn't know if the report was true or false, so at this point someone suggested sending it to the authorities.

Li Huai-ren's face grew increasingly grim. Sending him to the authorities was fine, but Ning County was a barbaric place, and the city lord was a fool who did not take him, the eldest grandson of the Marquis of Zhongyong, seriously.

Therefore, if he were really sent to the government, he probably wouldn't get away with it.

"Gentlemen, in my opinion, it's best not to report this to the authorities..."

Li Huai-ren wanted to argue further, but then he saw someone grab Luo Qing-fan's arm and pull her outside: "No, we must see the officials!"

"If you don't have money, sell this little vixen to get money to treat our illness!"