"Loon Xinjue, can't you stop using your influence to oppress people and add fuel to the fire!"
Yang Jingjing's pretty face was red with anger, and she quickly tugged on Loon Xinjue's clothing, softly but firmly chiding him.
Beside her.
Lu Jie shot Loon Xinjue a sharp look but didn't dare to say anything too harsh.
These rich and spoiled brats, she wanted to avoid any conflict or association with them. She hurriedly walked up to Ma Yinchao and said, "President Ma, please calm down. My classmate didn't do it on purpose. The fake bank card might have just been a prank! Didn't he already apologize to you? We can double the payment for you! Please don't make things difficult for him, and don't call the police!"
"Yes, President Ma! Lu Jie and I often come here to eat, you've seen us many times! He's really our classmate, a junior who just arrived and doesn't quite know the rules yet!"
