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"Do you need something?"

Jiang Linyuan didn't even get up, just sat there, asking in a flat, indifferent tone.

Seeing his attitude, the cleaner auntie knew he wasn't a pushover.

But the auntie had a deep understanding of human nature. If she got into a conflict with a tough girl like Yu Songsong, she would definitely be the one to suffer.

But if she had a dispute with a tough guy, the other side would definitely be the one to suffer.

She was a woman, and middle-aged at that, giving her a natural advantage.

"Young man, do Auntie a favor. Auntie has something to do, could you help sweep the floor for me?"

The auntie's tone became slightly more polite.

"Old Auntie, then do me a favor. I'm short on money, could you transfer some to me?"

Jiang Linyuan replied with absolutely no courtesy at all.

The auntie couldn't save face, her tone turning unpleasant:

"What's wrong with a volunteer helping Auntie do a little work? So precious, can't be asked to move, huh?"

"Is that how your mother raised you? No upbringing!"

Old hag, given too much face, thinking you can do whatever you want just because you have high magic resistance?

Looking at the auntie who was using her age to bully others, Jiang Linyuan chuckled lightly and said calmly:

"My mother is alive and well, but it seems yours is no longer here."

Hearing this, the auntie flew into a rage, pushing and shoving while shouting:

"You little bea—"

Before she could finish her sentence, a crisp and loud "smack" rang out, followed by a sentence of Shanghainese vernacular dripping with strong contempt:

"Fuck, you fucking asshole, can't you just fuck off and die."

Su Muzhi sneered, directly slapping the auntie across the face, stunning her.

After giving the slap, she turned her head to look at Jiang Linyuan and smiled:

"These old things are really disgusting. I don't even want to hear her say another word."

Jiang Linyuan was also a bit stunned.

Damn, Muzhi, you're this bold!

Brotherhood, felt in the heart!

Moved to tears.

"Someone's hitting people! Someone's hitting people! Come and see! Someone's hitting people here!"

After being slapped, the auntie quickly reacted, her body tilting, lying down on the floor, shouting at the top of her lungs.

Su Muzhi was extremely calm, a smile on her face.

Jiang Linyuan thought for a moment, then put on a troubled expression:

"Auntie, don't try to scam people. You're the one whose face hit the floor, don't blame others."

Hearing this, Su Muzhi burst out laughing and whispered:

"You're really wicked, turning the tables on her."

Jiang Linyuan put on a righteous and solemn expression, saying loudly:

"Do we know each other? I'm just a simple volunteer who saw an auntie staging a fall scam. The justice in my heart couldn't let me sit by and do nothing, that's why I'm speaking up for you."

"Don't try to get chummy with me!"

The auntie lying on the floor was so angry she could spit blood.

Screw your justice! Aren't you two in cahoots!

After speaking, Jiang Linyuan glanced at the auntie on the floor and sighed:

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll stand on the side of fairness. Even though there are no cameras here, my eyes are justice!"

"Upholding social morals is our unshirkable duty!"

This young man! Really skilled at distorting the truth!

The auntie lying on the floor was so angry her mouth twisted. She desperately wanted to get up and tear Jiang Linyuan's mouth off.

But considering her current persona, she just lay on the floor crying and shouting:

"This world, no one cares anymore! Someone's hitting people! Someone's hitting people!"

Su Muzhi smiled brightly, looking at Jiang Linyuan:

"You go first. I'm the one who hit her, I'll handle it."

Jiang Linyuan didn't leave, giving her a look.

This Xiao Su, not treating me as a friend, huh?

Seeing Jiang Linyuan not moving, Su Muzhi just smiled, took out her phone:

"Auntie Yang, I have a bit of a situation here..."

Almost forgot this Su Muzhi is a Shanghai rich young lady.

My Dragon King friend, your crooked smile is truly devastating, really devastating.

Not long after, Vice Dean Yang, who had just left not long ago, returned. Behind her followed a group of people wearing security uniforms.

Seeing the newcomers, the auntie felt secretly delighted and shouted repeatedly:

"Aiyo, they hit me, look! Young people these days!"

Vice Dean Yang ignored her, walking over to Su Muzhi with a concerned look:

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Auntie Yang, just troubling you."

Su Muzhi remained polite as ever.

What? They're in cahoots! The forces of darkness are overwhelming!

The auntie lying on the floor was shocked in her heart, finding it hard to accept that this time she had kicked an iron plate.

But then she thought, she was the one who got hit! She was in the right! What was she afraid of!?

So she shouted again:

"You hit someone, what are you going to do about it! Aiyo, I'm in so much pain from being hit."

Vice Dean Yang glanced at the auntie on the floor and said calmly:

"Judging by the uniform, you're a hospital cleaner, right? Trying to scam people in the hospital? Don't want to work anymore?"

The auntie's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't figure out who this person in the white coat was, but hearing this tone, she was probably not a simple person.

So she mumbled ambiguously:

"She's the one who hit me! I wasn't trying to scam!"

"Did anyone see it?"

Vice Dean Yang looked at Su Muzhi and asked.

"Me."

Jiang Linyuan stepped forward, very proper:

"I saw with my own eyes this auntie fall down by herself, then falsely accuse someone else of hitting her!"

"That's right, just like this volunteer said."

Su Muzhi nodded with a smile.

Vice Dean Yang could certainly tell what the actual situation was, she just shook her head amusedly.

These two singing in harmony, their personalities really do get along.

"Just like they said, if you want to scam money, I'll give you 10,000, how about that?"

Vice Dean Yang looked at the auntie on the floor and said calmly.

The auntie was shocked, then delighted. Lying on the floor gets you 10,000, definitely gotta take it, only a fool wouldn't:

"Okay okay, no going back on your word!"

She agreed repeatedly.

Vice Dean Yang didn't waste words, directly scanned a code and transferred the money over.

Seeing the money in hand, the auntie was so happy she couldn't close her mouth. Just as she was about to leave, she heard Vice Dean Yang say lightly:

"Well then, now we should talk about your extortion and fraud."

"What do you mean? What do you mean by that?"

The auntie was clearly legally illiterate, not understanding the law well.

Vice Dean Yang glanced at her, not explaining further:

"You'll know when the time comes."

The auntie thought this was just meant to scare her, didn't pay much mind, snorted and tried to leave, but was stopped by several security guards.

"Your mom's little friend's methods are a bit dirty."

Jiang Linyuan witnessed the whole process, poked Su Muzhi, and whispered.

"You can't stand it?"

Su Muzhi asked.

"No."

Jiang Linyuan shook his head.

This Vice Dean Yang was clearly setting a trap for this auntie, but what's it to me?

I'd be thrilled if this auntie left the door only for her village to start a funeral feast the next moment.

"Hmph, Auntie Yang is still considered nice. My mom's methods are much harsher than hers."

Su Muzhi chuckled softly:

"So, Jiang-classmate needs to be careful."

"Would your mom come to me and say something like: Here's 1 million, leave my daughter?"

Jiang Linyuan looked at Su Muzhi and asked.

She thought for a moment and said:

"No, her methods aren't that direct."

"She would never get angry with you, but you could feel that disdain deep in her bones. You could constantly feel her crushing your self-esteem, making you feel inferior."

Got it, old Shanghai purebred.

Control freak plus pressure monster, no wonder Muzhi doesn't get along with her mom.

"Then tell Auntie to drink more loofah soup. That stuff is down-to-earth."

Jiang Linyuan didn't care at all.

Inferior?

Even Snow King from Mixue Ice City isn't afraid of Auntie from Shanghai.

What am I afraid of?