"Sister Xin, have you really never co across a man who could move your heart?" A Lai, the assistant, asked gossipy.
Song Xiaoxin let out a delicate sigh, "To be strict about it, I haven’t. It seems that I can only find true love in comics. The fortune teller said I’d et my prince charming before I turn 25. My 25th birthday is almost here, but where is my prince? Did he fall into a toilet pit or sothing?"
"Sister Xin, with conditions like yours, you really shouldn’t worry about not being able to find a good man. If you lower your standards a bit, maybe your prince is right there on the ground looking for sothing."
As A Lai spoke, he slowly pulled the car over and pulled up the handbrake!
"What’s wrong? Why are we stopping?"
"Sister Xin, there’s a red light up ahead; there might have been an accident. There’s a long queue."
Song Xiaoxin felt suffocated by the car’s air conditioning, so she rolled down the window to get so air!
A motorcycle quietly approached from behind...
Suddenly, an arm reached through the window, snatched Song Xiaoxin’s designer handbag, and took off!
"Ah—Robbery!" Song Xiaoxin scread as she opened the door and chased after him. The designer bag was a minor issue; it was the various Diamond Cards and IDs inside that she couldn’t afford to lose.
However, how could a rich young lady wearing high heels possibly catch up to a motorcyclist wearing sunglasses?
"Thief, robbery!" Song Xiaoxin chased and shouted along the way.
The thief sped off ahead, occasionally looking back at the woman and smirking smugly, thinking he had succeeded.
Little did he know that the door of a luxury sports car parked up ahead suddenly swung open!
The thief couldn’t brake in ti and crashed right into it!
With a "bang," the rider and his motorcycle flipped onto the ground!
After getting up, the thief saw a tall, formidable man calmly walking towards him.
"Damn, you want to ddle, huh? Looks like you think your life’s too long!" the thief suddenly pulled out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed straight at Mr. Formidable!
"Be careful!" Song Xiaoxin saw the thief wield the knife and shouted in fright!
In reality, the thief only wanted to steal and didn’t intend to harm anyone. So, he thought that a quick stab would ward off the man and he could escape!
Unexpectedly, not only did the formidable man not step back, but he also reached out his palm and t the blade head-on!
Just as the blade was about to pierce him, the formidably handso man suddenly flipped his palm, almost grazing the blade, and directly seized the thief’s wrist!
A pull, a twist!
Accompanied by the sound of a bone dislocating with a "crack," the thief instantly howled in pain!
The formidable man made a graceful 180-degree spin, his suit jacket billowing in the wind. His long leg swept straight at the neck of the crook, kicking him five or six ters away into the wheel of a pickup truck, leaving him sprawled and unable to get up!
Song Xiaoxin’s eyes were wide with shock; she had even forgotten about her handbag and ran towards the brave and handso man!
"Young Master, the light is green!" Guan Jiu reminded from inside the car.
Sheng Shaochen turned and got back into the car, closing the door, still holding a bowl of steaming Dragon Tongue Noodles.
He was nearly back to Shengjing Garden when Ye Shu suddenly called him, saying she was really craving the Chen’s Dragon Tongue Noodles from West City Food Street, and asked if he could bring her a bowl.
Considering that Ye Shu had made a significant contribution today, Sheng Shaochen personally went to West City Food Street to get a bowl of Chen’s Dragon Tongue Noodles. Coincidentally, while waiting for the green light, he encountered the bag-snatching thief, so he took the opportunity to flex his muscles a bit.
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