Shouted down by the crowd, Siao Jia turned pale and slumped to the ground, not daring to retort. The mob had gathered quickly, and after pointing fingers and screaming insults, they were just as quickly dispersed.
Xu Ke had also been about to leave, but Yang Qing appeared and called out, "Xu Ke, wait a moment."
"Still pestering me?" Xu Ke looked at her coldly. "My patience has its limits. Don't force me to call the police."
"I just want to talk to you about this and resolve it once and for all," Yang Qing said.
Siao Jia had already gotten to her feet and stood beside Yang Qing. Her face was ashen from the harsh berating she had just received. For the first time, she knew what it felt like to be scorned by everyone!
"This way, you won't have to see us again either," Yang Qing said with a smile. "Just delete the entire chat history, and we'll never bother you again."
Siao Jia's expression changed. What does Yang Qing think she's doing? We didn't discuss this yesterday!
