Chapter 940 So Shameless (2)

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"The two of them are in a group, so naturally they speak for her. Oh, my life is so hard. My man is going to die, the bowl is broken, and everything is gone. I still live in this world. What's the point, let me die."

After speaking, she stood up, bowed her head and was about to hit a pillar next to her.

Fortunately, the others dragged her in time.

"Let me die, let me die, if you don't believe me, you can go and find out the news. Last time we had a set of antique copper basins in our house. The antiques, I went to recover the 100 million, and she held a grudge in her heart, these things, my neighbors all know, you can go to Dongzhi Street to find out..."

The auntie was disheveled and cried, "I took the 100 million to treat my man, but I was deceived by the liar, so I wanted to sell the last antique bowl. Who knows when I meet this girl again, she Holding a grudge, you don't want to give me a way to live, so you broke my bowl, woo woo, let me kill me, none of you can stop me..."

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Yang Zimei with strange eyes.

In people's subconscious, there will always be biased towards the weak.

What's more, when I heard that Yang Zimei actually wanted to deceive an ignorant woman with an antique worth 100 million, she naturally believed this aunt.

Yang Zimei looked coldly at the aunt's self-directed and self-acted performance.

Xia Mo was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. She pulled the uncle who was selling barbecue forks and asked, "Uncle, did you see it just now? Did she break the bowl herself?"

The uncle didn't want to stir up trouble, he shook his head and said, "I was ordering money just now, but I didn't see anything."

"you……"

Xia Mo was furious when he saw that he would not testify.

When the aunt saw that no one was willing to testify to Yang Zimei, a smug smugness flashed in her eyes.

She knew that Yang Zimei was rich, and she should be thin-skinned. She would definitely spend some money perfunctorily if she got into trouble like this.

"Okay! Don't worry!"

Yang Zimei comforted Xia Mo, looked at the aunt and said, "You keep saying that I broke your bowl, and that bowl should have my fingerprints on it, now I'll call the police and let the police deal with it, if the police say it has me on it Fingerprints, then I will pay you this bowl of money. Of course, these fragments can allow antique appraisers to identify whether they are antiques. If they are, I will compensate according to the market value. If not, auntie, I will pursue your legal responsibility for slander and slander. , go to court, you have to compensate me for my mental damages."

When the aunt heard this, her face turned pale.

Yang Zimei had never touched the bowl just now, so naturally there were no fingerprints on it.

She wasn't sure if this bowl was an antique, but she dug it out of the corner, and she didn't understand anything.

If you really sue in court, you may be the one who suffers.

No, she is definitely not reconciled to stealing chickens like this without losing money.

She blinked her eyes, and started to mess with her hair again, crying with an expression even more wronged than Dou E, "I knew that you are rich and powerful, and those police courts will give you false evidence. , woo woo, in this world, we poor people have no way to live, woo woo, June Feishhuang, I am full of grievances and have no place to cry, woo woo, call the police, let them collude with you and become a traitor, to frame my poor woman..."

The onlookers are not children, and naturally they know that in this world, if there is power, there is no need for a police court.

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