Er Pi was now full of self-satisfaction, obviously the one behind the mischief; it was just a pity that Su Yiyi and Song Xiaoli were too angry to notice.
"You little girl, what have you got to say for yourselves now? You boasted big talk just earlier, saying you'd pay three hundred thousand yuan."
"I..." Su Yiyi opened her mouth, her face deathly pale, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
Song Xiaoli was somewhat brasher and knew that Li Yifei would come soon, so she gathered her senses and said, clenching her small fists, "We didn't hit anyone, so why should we pay you any money?"
Er Pi pointed at the police and said, "You see, the police are right here. If you have any objections, go ahead and talk to them—see if a private settlement or a public one suits you better."
