"What's the point of saying sorry? If it's of any use, then what do we need the police for?" The subordinate replied fiercely.
At this moment, the old man signaled for the subordinate to shut up. The old man sized up Lu Ning from head to toe and finally stopped at her exquisite face, "Miss, you bumped into me just now and my chest bone hurts now. Why don't you rub it for me?"
Lu Ning raised her eyebrows instantly. Bah, old hooligan!
He was even older than her daddy, Shaoming!
"Sir, if you are hurt, you can go to the hospital. As long as the doctor certifies your injury, I'll compensate your medical fees regardless of the amount," Lu Ning said sternly.
The old man smiled lecherously, "Miss, I have money, but it's rare to see a beauty like you nowadays."
Lu Ning rolled her eyes at him and was about to leave.
She did not want to waste her breath on such a hooligan.
