Occupying others' belongings is simply bandit behavior!
Shen Shichu felt a chill run through his body, his arms and legs refusing to obey him, a swollen sponge seemed to have been wedged in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound despite attempting to speak several times.
The sounds of disdainful pointing and whispering around him grew louder and louder.
He suddenly had a sense of impending doom, as if everything would vanish like bubbles.
When his eyes focused, he glared intently at Chu Yao's cell phone.
"Miss Chu, what do you mean?"
He glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, "Do you know Nan Jiaojiao?"
"I don't," Chu Yao turned off the recording and casually handed the microphone to someone else, "but I'm very good at standing up for justice. As Buddha says, 'Commit to one good deed a day, and merit will fill three thousand lives.'
"..." Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes elegantly.
Bo Yanching and others also had complex expressions on their faces.
