Li Shao proposed again today

Chapter 754 I Want to Run, It's Too Late

Chi Yan stared at the trafficker, not giving him a chance to think, and asked, "Tell me, why didn't you answer? Are you guilty, because you are not her father at all!"

The trafficker felt guilty for a while when Chi Yan asked him, and his back was sweating slightly.

He held Jiang Ruoshi's hand tightly, and said in a gloomy voice, "Of course it's because my daughter used all the money I earned to buy clothes! Yes, I bought all the famous brand clothes on her with money!"

Jiang Ruoshi pinned all her hopes on Chi Yan, holding her breath and looking at her.

I just can't figure it out, why didn't she hurry up and call the police?

Just now Jiang Ruoshi wanted to call the police, but the phone was snatched by the man.

"You bought this famous brand with money?" Chi Yan's lips curled up in a cold arc, and the bottom of his eyes flickered coldly.

"Yes! Do you have any questions?"

"What about your income?"

The trafficker thought for a while, and said triumphantly, "Twenty thousand a month!"

"Very good." Chi Yan turned her head to look at the onlookers, and her eyes fell on a boy wearing a luxury brand, "Student, I want to ask if you recognize this brand on my friend?"

The boy had dyed blond hair and soft facial features. He was listening to music with earphones on. When he found the stunning Chi Yan talking to him, he quickly took off the earphones.

He wondered, "were you talking to me just now?"

"Yes, I want to ask if you know the brand of clothes my friend wears?" Chi Yan repeated.

Hearing this, the blond boy turned his attention to Jiang Ruoshi, looked her up and down, "I know, it's the style of the M family."

Chi Yan: "Then do you know the price of M's clothes?"

Although Jiang Ruoshi is rather annoying, it is undeniable that her family background is very good.

The blond boy nodded, "I bought women's models with my sister. A jacket costs about [-] yuan, a dress costs at least [-] to [-] yuan, and shoes are about the same price."

"Thank you." Chi Yan raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, turned to look at the human trafficker, and said with a sneer, "Can you spend your [-] yuan salary like this? Let go of your dirty hands from my friend!"

Jiang Ruoshi looked at Chi Yan at this moment, and the fear and despair in her heart were gradually disappearing.

She had a hunch that Chi Yan would not let her be taken away by traffickers!

Hearing Chi Yan's words, the trafficker's face showed a trace of panic, and his eyes were full of guilt, "Her clothes might have been bought by that boyfriend who fell in love with him early!"

"Oh." Chi Yan sneered, and said quietly: "Sometimes you bought it with money, and sometimes it was bought by your boyfriend who has a puppy love. Don't you think there are too many flaws in this answer?"

After the words fell, the blond boy immediately echoed: "Indeed, I think it is safest to call the police, and we will know soon if there is a misunderstanding."

At this time, the onlookers also began to feel that something was wrong.

"Don't say it, it's a bit strange. How can you be so fierce when you teach your daughter a lesson? You slap her face all at once. This is domestic violence!"

"Yes, yes, let's call the police."

The trafficker's eyes changed, he grabbed Jiang Ruoshi's hand even tighter, and roared angrily, "How do I teach my daughter what's none of your business? Follow me!"

He was worried that he would not be able to escape if he really called the police, so he wanted to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Jiang Ruoshi panicked and said, "No! You are a human trafficker, I have nothing to do with you, let me go!"

Chi Yan stepped forward to block the way of the traffickers, and said with a sneer, "If you want to run, it's already too late."

As soon as the words fell, three or four plainclothes policemen squeezed into the crowd.

Seeing this, the trafficker subconsciously wanted to run, but was tripped by Chi Yan and fell to the ground.

One of the policemen took out handcuffs and bound the trafficker's wrists.

(End of this chapter)