Where the hell is my knife??
Xiyan was brought back to the police station by the police, along with the yellow-haired thug who pretended to be hit, and Yang Shurong who came along to record a statement.
"Officer, he really ran into me himself, this guy is just a scammer…" Xiyan reiterated.
Before the yellow-haired thug could speak, Yang Shurong sneered coldly and said, "I can testify that she hit the person. Kids these days, lying without shame, for someone like her, paying compensation isn't enough, she should be locked up for a few days to learn her lesson!"
Xiyan was furious, "Are you done yet? Have you slandered enough?!"
"What slander? I'm stating the facts!"
"Exactly, exactly, I've got a witness now! Whatever you say won't help, you were the one who hit me!" The yellow-haired thug looked smug and cast an appreciative glance at Yang Shurong.
