Qin Xi could tell that he was nervous. She took the initiative to hold his hand and squeeze it. She looked at him with a smile. "Don't worry, I got your back!"
For some reason, Han Shi was comforted by her bright smile and nodded heavily.
Han Dazhu was furious. His face was fierce-looking as he shouted loudly, "Why are you being a prick? We're just here to buy a tricycle, but you don't even let us touch it. You look down on us and even hit us. My grandson was just protecting himself. Look at you, you're howling like a pig being slaughtered."
The crowd roared with laughter.
"You're slandering me. You're the ones who can't afford it. I just asked a few questions and you started to hit me!"
The bald man rubbed his fists and said, "Let me tell you, you have to compensate me today. If you don't, I'll go to the police station."
"I might as well tell you. I have an acquaintance in the police station. If you don't compensate me, hmph…"
