"Twenty thousand yuan is too little!"
Just as Wen Lan agreed to compensate, an indifferent voice came through.
This voice immediately drew everyone's attention, as they turned to look, they saw that the speaker was a young man holding a shopping bag.
The young man had a handsome face, especially wearing a Versace outfit, he looked exceptionally dashing.
When Wen Lan saw that the speaker was Ye Feng, she was startled, then her pretty face was filled with grievance:
"Ye Feng, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Wen Lan had not expected that Ye Feng, this jerk, not only didn't help her, but was even gloating on the side, claiming that the compensation was too little, clearly aiming to help the old lady who was scamming her to extort her.
The others, seeing that Ye Feng actually knew Wen Lan, had even stranger expressions on their faces.
Meanwhile, the old lady on the ground's eyes lit up, and she asked:
