"I didn't..."
Pan Yufen's face swelled and turned red instantly, mist forming in her eyes, the picture of absolute grievance, "You're framing me!"
"Framing? What a joke! It was you who stole it, and you can't deny it. Come on, you're coming with me to the police station!"
The shrewish woman's face twisted fiercely as she grabbed her, intent on dragging her out.
"Stop!"
I bellowed angrily.
"Who the hell are you? Oh! Are you the guy this wretched thing called for help? What are you to her? A relative? You must be another country bumpkin! She committed a crime, stole from my house, items worth tens of thousands! She can get ready for jail!"
The shrew screamed her head off, looking somehow shrill.
Seeing the red mark on Sister Pan's face, anger surged within me. I stepped forward briskly and, with the same measure, delivered a ferocious slap. This harridan was just too hateful!
Smack!
The sound cracked through the air.
