CHAPTER 341: CHAPTER 341

Liu Er hurried to check on Jiang Moxi’s motorcycle, which was parked not far away.

It wasn’t the beloved mini motorcycle he used to own, but a basic blue model, which was far less valuable than the one he was riding now.

Liu Er wasn’t foolish enough to make such a losing trade, so he firmly said, "No exchange."

But obviously, Jiang Moxi wasn’t asking for his opinion; she simply increased the pressure on Liu Er’s hand.

Liu Er cried out in pain, even desperately struggling to break free.

But any movement caused the areas that had been beaten to hurt so much that his face twisted in pain.

Liu Er had no choice but to grit his teeth and ask Jiang Moxi, "What about the previous motorcycle?"

It was Liu Er’s favorite bike, into which he had poured countless amounts of money and effort to modify.

The bike was even jokingly referred to as Liu Er’s "wife" by his acquaintances.

If he could exchange it for his "wife," Liu Er might accept.

But Jiang Moxi told him, "It’s gone!"

These simple two words infuriated Liu Er more than Jiang Moxi stealing his bike and beating him up!

Jiang Moxi had actually lost his "wife"!

Liu Er was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged: "You actually lost it? Where?"

Liu Er even reached out his other hand to grab Jiang Moxi’s skirt, trying to pull her off and fight her.

But before his hand could touch Jiang Moxi’s skirt, she kicked it away with a spin of her foot.

Liu Er could clearly hear the muffled sound of his own bones breaking.

He rolled around on the ground, screaming.

It sounded like pain, but also like fury driven by Jiang Moxi.

Seeing him in severe pain, Jiang Moxi rarely explained herself, "That junk needed repairs every other day. It should have been scrapped long ago."

"The parts of that bike are particularly high-maintenance. If you use it as a commuter bike, of course it can’t withstand it."

Finally, Liu Er quieted down, but his tone sounded almost like he was going to cry.

Yet Jiang Moxi showed no trace of the guilt she was supposed to feel. Her beautiful eyes remained calm and serene, like the untainted moonlight.

"You should know, I wasn’t planning to discuss the maintenance of the motorcycles with you."

Liu Er was furious: "You just want to take advantage of the situation."

"Good that you know. Hand over the keys," Jiang Moxi threatened to kick Liu Er again.

Tonight’s mood was irritating; it suited a ride on a new bike.

Liu Er felt that with Jiang Moxi’s next kick, his internal organs might even indeed shift places.

But he wasn’t willing to give up.

One by one, his painstakingly tuned beloved bikes were claimed by Jiang Moxi, and she didn’t even care for them...

Liu Er was prepared to fight Jiang Moxi to the end, but his brothers couldn’t bear it and persuaded him: "Brother Liu Er, she will beat you to death. Just give them to her."

"Yes, better to preserve the strength to fight another day!"

Under his brothers’ persuasion, Liu Er could only hand over the keys to Jiang Moxi, and then prepare to leave with the help of his brothers.

Jiang Moxi also prepared to ride the newly acquired motorcycle.

The matter should have ended there.

However, just as both parties were about to leave, several police cars suddenly surrounded them.

As the police got out of the cars and quickly encircled them, two young girls were telling the police, "It’s this group of bad guys who wanted to bully us, and this beautiful lady saved us. They might have bullied her..."

It turned out that the two girls saved by Jiang Moxi, worried about her being bullied by them, had gone to report to the police.

"Put down the weapons in your hands, all of you kneel down. Admit your guilt for leniency, resist for severity."

The leading police officer pointed his gun at Liu Er and the others, ready to take them all away.

But the police didn’t expect that as soon as his words fell, Liu Er and the others burst into tears.

"How could we possibly bully her, it’s more like she bullies us."

"Officer, you must help us! She even stole our boss’s motorcycle."

The police observed these sneaky-looking people and then glanced at Jiang Moxi.

Her pale, delicate face and unusually refined features made her look particularly pitiful.

Such a girl does not seem like anything but a victim.

So, the police told Liu Er and the others, "Making excuses is useless, come with us to the station."

Seeing that the police didn’t believe them, someone quickly showed off the bruises that Jiang Moxi had just inflicted, with tears brimming in their eyes and said, "Look at this, these injuries were all caused by her. We are the true fragile victims!"

The police stepped forward and saw that indeed Liu Er and his group had various degrees of injuries.

Especially Liu Er, who even had two shoe prints on his face.

On the other hand, Jiang Moxi wasn’t injured at all and was in great shape, dazzlingly beautiful.

At the moment, the police were uncertain of the whole situation and could only say, "Bring everyone to the station."

Watching Jiang Moxi and Liu Er and his group being taken away, two girls were unsure whether their call to the police had helped Jiang Moxi or harmed her.

*

Blink of an eye, at the police station—

Liu Er and his group were taken for injury assessments, whereas Jiang Moxi was repeatedly questioned about what had happened just now.

Jiang Moxi said, "They were harassing women, I couldn’t stand it so I fought them."

The police then asked, "They also said you tried to steal a motorcycle, what’s that about?"

"I thought his motorcycle looked nice, and wanted to borrow it for a ride..."

At the same time, Fu Youhan was brought into the police station by Chi Jing.

The chief personally took care of Fu Youhan, "Third Young Master, Miss Wen’s bail has been prepared. As long as the victims have no serious issues and their families are willing to settle privately, there shouldn’t be any problems for Miss Wen."

Right as Fu Youhan nodded, Wen You was brought over.

Wen You, wearing a shirt-dress paired with a Scottish tartan waistcoat and a beret, looked vivacious with her playful short hair.

Upon seeing Fu Youhan, Wen You’s face lit up with a sweet smile, "I’m sorry, I really didn’t realize that it’s not allowed to speed in the downtown area."

Chi Jing didn’t have a good impression of Wen You, who plunged her supercar into a crowd, hitting a fruit stall owner and several customers.

Up until now, the fruit stall owner and a female customer are still in critical condition.

If something truly tragic befalls these two, then Wen You’s earlier statement might destroy two families.

Actually, according to Chi Jing, someone like Wen You should face legal consequences and spend some time reflecting in jail.

Yet, Fu Youhan insisted on bailing her out, even using connections to facilitate Wen You’s release, so much so that he even stood up Miss Jiang.

Chi Jing originally thought Fu Youhan was sincere towards Miss Jiang, and that their relationship would surely last.

Now, even Chi Jing can’t understand Fu Youhan.

Seeing Wen You still lively without a hint of guilt, Fu Youhan withdrew his cold gaze.

"I’ll take you back. Don’t go out these next few days."

Wen You, hearing the man’s voice turn much colder, flashed a brief shade of gloom in her eyes.

"I understand. Don’t be mad, I’ll show you the boxing gloves I bought today when we get home."

She looked petite and harmless, smiling innocently without seeming capable of any harm.

Had it not been for the day she was caught by Fu Youhan wielding a gun, nobody would have linked her to Dead Ghost, who caused countless injuries and deaths every time he appeared.

Fu Youhan just barely nodded, and the chief hastily said, "Third Master, Miss Wen, please follow me this way."

The chief was personally escorting them when passing the interrogation area, he overheard a conversation.

"Today’s case is truly bizarre. Two girls called the police saying a heroic beauty was being bullied by hoodlums, yet when we got there, those hoodlums all bruised and swollen, consistently claimed the beauty wanted to steal their motorcycles..."

Normally, this would have been just a routine chatter, but for some reason, it made Fu Youhan suddenly think of Jiang Moxi.

He instinctively looked up, scanning around the interrogation area.

Initially, Fu Youhan thought he was being absurd, associating everything with Jiang Moxi.

However, he indeed spotted Jiang Moxi’s figure in the interrogation area.

Just then, Jiang Moxi looked up, her gaze sweeping past Wen You standing behind Fu Youhan, her eyes filled only with faint mockery.