The auntie warned them, fearing she might get burned by association, so she took the chance to slip away to one side while that group of ragtag hoodlums hadn't noticed them and pretended to browse through some goods.
But from the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help but keep an eye on the situation, secretly praying in their hearts that the handsome young man wouldn't be crippled by the group.
Wen Rou's seat faced the entrance, and when she heard the auntie's warning, as well as the hurried evasion of their neighbors, distancing themselves from the matter,
she knew that it must be the same group of ragtag hoodlums from last night.
Wen Rou immediately put down her chopsticks, no longer in the mood to continue eating.
Her heart fluttered with anxiety. Hadn't Mu Jinyu said that he would handle these troubles? Why had they returned?
