Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 63 Warm Morning (3)

Are they here to cause her trouble?

Recently, she had offended Li Jia, as well as Song Guotao and Chen Wenyu. It wouldn’t be impossible if these people were sent by them.

Thinking of this, Mi Jing asked, "No, may I know what business you have with our boss?"

"What the hell are you calling the boss for!"

With a loud slam, a man slapped the counter and yelled fiercely and angrily at Mi Jing.

Seeing this situation, those who were about to enter the store turned around and left. Some people hurriedly threw down money and ran out. No one left behind dared to step forward and help. Even if some wanted to, they were held back by their companions.

Seeing this, Mi Jing’s heart sank halfway. Although she was a bit scared, she didn’t lose her composure. She secretly reached into her coat pocket, just about to press the speed dial to call Mi Wan when Master Ji rushed out with a kitchen knife.

"Don’t cause trouble here! We’ve already called the police. I advise you to leave quickly!"

Master Ji’s words were very imposing, but the few men were not intimidated by him. Two of them even suddenly approached him, not even fearing the shining kitchen knife in his hand.

In fact, honest people always suffer when they meet thugs. Master Ji did hold a kitchen knife, but he didn’t dare to actually chop them. When they rushed up, he was so scared that he took a step back. In just a few moments, the kitchen knife was snatched away, and then the slightly stronger man started punching Master Ji.

"Hey, why are you hitting people! Stop it!"

Mi Jing rushed out from behind the counter. Despite being afraid of getting beaten, she bravely stood in front of Master Ji, thinking that if these men were going to hit a woman, she was definitely going to get hit sooner or later. So, she closed her eyes, hoping the police would arrive quickly.

"Get out of the way! Or I’ll beat you too!" The man raised his fist and threatened viciously.

"I won’t move! What’s the point of a young and strong man bullying someone your father’s age? If you want money, just say it. If you want to smash things, go ahead, but don’t bully an old man!"

Master Ji was over fifty years old. How could he endure such a beating! Mi Jing’s fiery temper flared up and she yelled back at the man.

Money is just an external possession. Losing it would just hurt for a while, but it’s nothing compared to human life!

The man was stunned by Mi Jing’s outburst. Taking advantage of this moment, Mi Jing quickly signaled to the staff to take Master Ji inside to prevent him from getting beaten again.

"Boss, let’s hurry up. If they really called the police, we’d be in trouble when they arrive!" A man with dyed yellow hair urged.

These guys still weren’t completely fearless after all.

The leading man listened to the yellow-haired man, threw his cigarette butt on the ground, then waved his hand and ordered aggressively, "Smash it!"

Crash——

Bam——

Cups shattered all over the floor, tables were overturned, and suddenly the café was filled with screams. The customers ran out in fear, and amidst the chaos, someone rushed in.

"Stop! How dare you act so brazenly in broad daylight!"

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Mi Jing looked up and saw Han Xiujie swinging his fist at the "boss" standing at the door!

Why did he come to make things worse!

Mi Jing rolled her eyes, just about to tell him to leave, but at that moment, the "boss" quickly grabbed Han Xiujie’s wrist and, with a simple move, twisted his arm behind his back, making him groan in pain and break out in a cold sweat.

Stupid!

If you can’t fight, why provoke them!

Mi Jing turned away, unable to bear watching. She noticed the yellow-haired man about to take down a delicate painting from the wall and got anxious. Regardless of the danger, she rushed over, "Don’t touch my painting!" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Get lost!"

A man smashed a cup on the ground, and the next second, shards flew everywhere. Mi Jing was so focused on the painting that she didn’t notice the flying shards. She just felt a slight breeze by her cheek, but didn’t pay attention. She hurried to the yellow-haired man, trying to snatch back the painting.

"The police are here!"

Someone shouted, and the men immediately stopped. Mi Jing took the opportunity to snatch back the painting, holding it tightly in her arms, showing how much she cherished it.

The five men ran out quickly, jumped into a white van, and soon disappeared around the corner.

The police hadn’t arrived yet. Some onlookers left, and Han Xiujie, who was beaten to the ground, got up. The café was quiet again, but the tables and chairs were overturned, the place was a mess, which made Mi Jing both heartbroken and angry.

If she found out who sent these people, she would definitely hold them accountable!

Tch!

Why does my face hurt so much?

Mi Jing just then felt the pain on her face. She reached up and found thick blood, freezing in shock.

"Jing, what’s happened to your face?"

Han Xiujie, with a swollen nose and bruised face, walked over, trying to gain Mi Jing’s sympathy but was shocked by the sight of the bright red blood on her face.

"..."

Mi Jing ignored him and rushed to the bathroom, looking at her wound in the mirror.

The cut was about half a centimeter long. Mi Jing wasn’t sure how deep it was, but the continuous bleeding suggested it was quite deep.

All women care about their appearance, and Mi Jing was no exception. A face injury made her even more anxious.

"Jing, don’t worry, your face will be fine. Come on, let’s go to the hospital and get it bandaged," Han Xiujie followed her to the bathroom. Seeing her pale face, he comforted her in a low voice while grabbing her hand, wanting to lead her out.

But Mi Jing did not appreciate it. She shook off his hand and said coldly, "Stay out of my business!"

"This isn’t the time for this. Your wound needs immediate treatment. We have to go to the hospital now." Han Xiujie’s dark face showed a bit of seriousness and concern in his voice.

"Yes, Jing, I’ll take care of the store. You should..." The staff who followed in also tried to persuade Mi Jing.

She knew she had to go to the hospital, but she absolutely did not want Han Xiujie to take her. She was determined not to have any contact with him, so naturally, she wouldn’t accept his help.

"How’s Master Ji?" Mi Jing interrupted the staff, concerned about Master Ji.

"Not sure, probably needs to go to the hospital too."

Upon hearing that, a flash of guilt appeared in Mi Jing’s eyes, and she told the staff, "Go flag down a taxi, I’ll take Master Ji to the hospital."