Zhang Xiang remained calm. "Who else in your family needs compensation?"
How could Yang Wei even respond? He was practically only exhaling, struggling to draw a breath in.
Only then did Zhang Xiang calmly ask, "Xiaoya, your store has security cameras, right?"
Xu Xiaoya, jolted from her shock, hastily answered, "Yes, yes, we do... We have them everywhere..."
"Let me see..."
Zhang Xiang reviewed the security footage from the past few days. He then picked up the lawyer's letter from the floor, skimmed through it, and said, "Yang Wei. Your name is Yang Wei, right? You're demanding compensation, your mother is demanding compensation, and your maternal aunt is also demanding compensation. That makes three 'victims' demanding compensation, correct?"
Yang Wei didn't dare to reply, remaining splayed on the floor like a dead dog.
Just then, a clamor arose from outside.
