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Ning Fan looked at Cheng Guangming with cold eyes as he walked straight over and chuckled, "Is this still your bracelet?"
Cheng Guangming glared with his swollen eyes, fear evident in his gaze.
This guy wasn't just some little bastard or a poor wretch; he was a demon, an untouchable demon that no one could afford to provoke.
"It's not mine, not mine... It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"
Cheng Guangming, with his bleeding mouth, hastily shook his head and spoke fearfully.
Ning Fan sneered and then turned to look at Li Xiaona and the stall owner trembling behind Cheng Guangming.
Both of them, upon meeting Ning Fan's gaze, turned pale with fright, shrinking their necks and trembling, too scared to move.
"God Doctor Ning, please come inside."
Qian Nengde hurriedly ushered Ning Fan into his vehicle, followed respectfully by a group of bigwigs trailing behind Qian Nengde.
After the car had left.
