Crowds milled about outside the milk tea shop, and journalists had followed their noses to the scene.
It was obvious someone was behind this, and this time the commotion unfolded in the bustling city center, which was impossible to ignore.
Xu Musen first wondered whom he had offended because if such a frame-up were uncovered, someone was definitely going to jail.
Luo Hao's appearance didn't make Xu Musen think he had the guts or the clout to pull off something like this.
At best, he was just a lackey, perhaps even a scapegoat. The person lurking behind was probably becoming impatient.
The street quickly filled with people, all curiously discussing the matter.
"Isn't this the Auntie of Shanghai's milk tea shop? I drink their tea often, how come they suddenly have a problem?"
"I find it strange too. This milk tea shop always had good quality control; it's a bit pricey, but the fruit has always been fresh."
