After my pharmacy was opened, I turned my life around.

Chapter 42 An Zhiyuan smashes the antique

Shen Weining looked at Zhao Ruohan's domineering look and was so angry that she wanted to go up and say a few words to her, but An Zhiyuan stopped her.

She sighed helplessly. The other person had come to her door and even peed on her. She had not planned to fight back after being provoked several times.

This is a rhythm that I haven’t let go of yet!

Seeing Shen Weining take a step back, An Zhiyuan let go of her hand, smiled and assured Zhao Ruohan.

"I will be very careful with the things my sister gives me."

Hearing this, Zhao Ruohan raised her chin high in an arrogant manner, almost showing her nose to others.

"It's good to know."

However, just as she turned around and took Lu Zifeng's arm to leave, An Zhiyuan, who was standing behind Lu Zifeng, was suddenly knocked down by him.

Fortunately, An Zhiyuan was supported by Shen Weining in time and did not fall down in embarrassment.

But the porcelain in her hands was not so lucky.

With a crisp "bang", the porcelain fell to the ground. The sound of breaking was crisp and piercing, and Zhao Ruohan and Lu Zifeng's hearts seemed to break as well.

Zhao Ruohan's eyes fell on the shattered porcelain, and her face was instantly filled with anger, "You..."

He was so angry that his chest heaved violently and he was unable to speak.

Shen Weining took a moment to react as he looked at the broken porcelain on the ground, his face full of confusion, unable to react for a while.

An Zhiyuan looked incredulous. He stared at the shattered porcelain on the ground with wide eyes, and his eyes instantly turned red.

She bit her lips tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. The next second, the tears rolled down her eyes one by one like a flood. Those tears seemed to carry endless grievances and sadness.

"Senior, why don't you look at the road when you walk? Can't you see a living person standing behind you?" Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her voice was choked with sobs. "Now, the thing my sister gave me specially is broken just like that."

"Don't slander me." Lu Zifeng didn't expect that she would push the matter onto him.

An Zhiyuan's tears kept falling like beads from a broken string, her eyes full of innocence and grievance, "If the senior hadn't bumped into me, this porcelain wouldn't have been broken."

She sobbed and asked in a trembling voice, "Or did the senior pretend not to see it on purpose."

Lu Zifeng's face turned gloomy in an instant, and he secretly glanced at Zhao Ruohan beside him.

Her originally delicate face was now distorted by anger, and she was glaring at him angrily, with eyes that seemed to want to eat him alive.

Then, veins popped up on his forehead and he was in a state of extreme anger. He felt a rush of blood to his head and he instantly lost his mind.

He pointed at An Zhiyuan and shouted, "An Zhiyuan, what nonsense are you talking about!"

When Zhao Ruohan heard these three words, her memory was instantly opened, and she remembered that the name of that junior schoolmate seemed to be exactly this.

When she learned that the woman in front of her was An Zhiyuan, she was originally angry, but now hatred flashed in her eyes, "You two actually fought under my nose and broke the things I bought."

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out the sound, looking as if she wanted to eat An Zhiyuan alive.

Lu Zifeng was suddenly flustered and took her hand, "Xiao Han, listen to my explanation."

Zhao Ruohan was so angry that she pushed him away, glared at him, and whispered, "I'll settle the score with you later."

After saying that, he looked at An Zhiyuan with bloodshot eyes and gritted his teeth, "Pay me money."

"If you break something, you have to pay for it." An Zhiyuan nodded slightly to show her agreement. When Zhao Ruohan heard that she agreed to pay, the anger on her face dissipated a little, and with a smug smile on her lips, she stretched out her right hand, "One million in total, give it to me!"

An Zhiyuan was aggrieved and holding back tears. "Why did my sister ask me to take the money? Shouldn't my sister compensate me with one million?"

When Zhao Ruohan heard this, her brows furrowed, her face full of disbelief, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You just gave me this porcelain. Shouldn't it be mine? Senior knocked me over and broke the porcelain. You should be the one to pay for it! Or do you not want to help him pay for it?"

An Zhiyuan spoke in an accent that sounded like he had drunk a box of green tea, and he imitated Zhao Ruohan by extending his right hand.

"Senior, I don't think I'm willing to help you pay the money! You have to pay the million yourself."

This reversal made the smug smile on Zhao Ruohan's face disappear without a trace.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and her lips trembled slightly. She seemed to want to say something to refute, but she was speechless and didn't know where to start.

Lu Zifeng stood aside, his face terribly gloomy, the veins on his forehead throbbing faintly, and he was in extreme embarrassment and anger.

Zhao Ruohan was left speechless by An Zhiyuan's retort. She felt angry and annoyed, but she couldn't find the right words to refute.

Her delicate face was now flushed with anger, and there was a gleam of ferocity in her eyes as she was so angry.

He turned around and yelled at the staff at the counter, "Call the person in charge of your appraisal meeting here. I don't believe that no one can deal with you."

Mr. Huang was excitedly appreciating four pieces of jewelry with three masters when he was suddenly interrupted by a staff member who came rushing over. His face looked very ugly.

"whats the matter?"

"Mr. Huang, there's a dispute over two pieces of broken porcelain, and I want you to go over and resolve it."

Upon hearing this, the three masters asked him to go over and deal with it quickly.

As soon as Mr. Huang arrived at the counter, Zhao Ruohan took the lead and pointed at the debris on the ground to accuse An Zhiyuan.

"She was the one who broke my porcelain and is still trying to argue that she won't pay for it. You, the organizer, must give me an explanation today."

Mr. Huang lowered his eyes and glanced at the ground, trying to calm her down. "Ms. Zhao, don't get excited. Let me check the surveillance first."

After saying that, he ordered the staff to retrieve the surveillance footage and make a decision after he understood the entire incident.

"The porcelain was indeed dropped from Miss An's hands."

After saying this, Zhao Ruohan looked at An Zhiyuan, raised her eyebrows proudly, and said with a smile, "Did you hear that? This is your fault. Pay the money back quickly. If you don't, I'll call the police to arrest you."

Facing Zhao Ruohan's proud provocation and threats, An Zhiyuan stood aside calmly.

"But... Miss Zhao... If I heard correctly, you have already given these two pieces of porcelain to Miss An!" To prevent her from denying it, Mr. Huang pointed to the video and said, "You admitted it yourself in the video, and you took the initiative to give them to her."

"So what?" Zhao Ruohan frowned, the smile gone from her face.

"Since it's hers, why should I compensate you?" Mr. Huang said, turning to look at Lu Zifeng, "Mr. Lu, from the video it looks like the item did fall from Miss An's hand, but she stood there motionless. It was you who turned around and bumped into her, so you should bear the main responsibility."

Lu Zifeng's face became extremely ugly again, and he looked to Zhao Ruohan for help.

Zhao Ruohan was so angry that she was speechless. How did she end up with him after all these twists and turns? She felt like she was shooting herself in the foot.

An Zhiyuan said at this time, "Mr. Huang, if that's the case, shouldn't Mr. Lu also compensate me for the one million?"

(End of this chapter)