Leng Yan looked at the scene, turned his head to ponder, and remained silent.
"Why do you care about us, whether we choose to help or not is none of your business. If you were really so kind, wouldn't you have helped yourself?" Gan Tiantian's eyes rolled mischievously as she spoke. Huang Jinhong thinks he's kind, right? He's accusing them, isn't he? Let him see the consequences and watch his regretful face later.
"Of course, I'll help, I'm a good person." Huang Jinhong couldn't stand being provoked, so he walked over, squatted down, and gently helped the old woman, "Ma'am, are you okay? Let me help you up."
"Aiyo, aiyo, young man, how did you bump into me? It hurts so much, you have to take responsibility." As soon as Huang Jinhong supported her, the old lady suddenly clung to his arm, preventing him from moving.
Huang Jinhong was stunned. What was happening? Had he been scammed?
Leng Yan stood in place, raised his right hand to his nose, and smiled from the bottom of his eyes.
