He Qing's sudden laughter was too abrupt, causing the onlookers to turn and look at her simultaneously.
She waved her hand awkwardly, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I'm just happy to see justice served."
The woman next to her muttered, "How is this justice served?"
Outside, Li Lanhua was still blocking the car, "I'm telling you, don't even think about shirking responsibility! I saw with my own eyes how you hit my man like this today, yet you, this cold-blooded monster, don't even talk about taking him to the hospital for a check-up; you just casually offer five yuan to dismiss us... I'm telling you I won't give in, no way!"
It's July, and it's really hot under the sun.
Li Lanhua stood baking under the blazing sun, her forehead burning hot. The little flat head glanced at the scorching sun outside, feeling quite uneasy about it.
"So how much do you want me to compensate?"
