I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 635 - 601 Threats and Displaced Anger_3

He Xuerong glanced at Zhou Ruoruo, and Zhou Ruoruo was also looking at her, her eyes filled with gratitude—a situation that had never occurred before. Whenever Ruoruo saw her before, she was either seething or seething, with not much emotion involved. The two seldom played together, and even rarer were their good conversations. Although neighbors, they were no different from strangers. Even during college entrance exams, sitting at adjacent desks, they wouldn’t speak. They then went to different universities.

Zhou Ruoruo was truly grateful to He Xuerong. She leaned very close to He Xuerong, almost clinging to her, holding on to her hand without letting go. Realizing she might be holding too tightly, she loosened her grip slightly, but she did not let go.

He Xuerong pointed at Zhang Ming and said, "You asshole, one of your cronies has already fled, but though you can run, you can’t hide. Even if you all escape, the police will come to your home to arrest someone. This incident is far from over."

It was truly unexpected for He Xuerong that, in this compound where they were, which had always had very good security due to the presence of guards—especially important areas like the warehouse—even though it was a residential area, they had never experienced incidents of petty theft, let alone someone blocking a young woman on the street and trying to drag her into an alley.

Therefore, He Xuerong thought Zhang Ming was incredibly foolish and recklessly brazen.

Zhang Ming stood up, though the other two did not leave.

They were clearly scared. One of them said, "Ming, what should we do? Should I call my uncle?"

His uncle was none other than Ye Hongyuan.

"What call? They can’t find out."

Zhang Ming urgently stopped his companion from using the phone to call Ye Hongyuan, an action that reminded Zhou Ruoruo.

She immediately opened her handbag, took out her phone, took a deep breath, and called Zhou Zijiao, her older sister.

Ever since her sister had gone to university, they were not as close as before, but when faced with trouble, she still thought of her.

Zhou Zijiao was already working, had a boyfriend, but there was no settled plan for when they would marry.

She lived with Xiao Wei.

Hearing Zhou Zijiao’s voice, Zhou Ruoruo started to cry, "Sister, big sister."

Zhou Zijiao jumped at the sound of Zhou Ruoruo crying. Though their parents had many disputes, Ruoruo, though delicate and somewhat cunning, was not very brave and had never been in any serious trouble. When at home, they got along quite peacefully.

"Ruoruo, what’s the matter? Don’t cry, tell me clearly."

"Big sister, can you come over? Some boys are trying to bully me..."

Zhou Zijiao abruptly stood up from her chair, her face turning pale, "What happened exactly? Where are you? I’m coming right now..."

Her anxious tone caused Zhou Ruoruo’s tears to flow even harder. He Xuerong, feeling indescribably troubled, watched as Zhou Ruoruo cried breathlessly, unable to speak. Thinking to herself, she better not scare Sister Jiaojiao too much, she snatched the phone and crisply said, "Sister Jiaojiao, I happened to come across them. It’s all right for now, but I’ve called the police. If you have time, please come over. We’re in the alley behind the logistics department’s warehouse."

"Okay, you guys wait there for me. I’ll be right there."

Zhou Zijiao hurriedly put on her coat. Her workplace wasn’t far from there, and taxis were available in Beijing now. She walked out of her office, hailed a cab, told the driver the destination, and sped towards them.

When she arrived, two policemen were already at the scene.

They then took them all to the nearby police station.

Zhang Zening, upon receiving the call, was furious. Having spent ten years inside, he knew too well what it was like. Though his sentence was wrongful, legally, he had committed a crime—he had indeed harmed Ye Hongyuan, and now, just thinking he could be forgiven by Ye Hongyuan was unimaginable.

Yet he hadn’t expected his nephew to be such an asshole, trying to bully Zhou Ruoruo with a few friends.

Regardless of whether his nephew was merely trying to scare Zhou Ruoruo, Zhang Zening was furious. When he arrived, the boys were sitting on chairs, heads hung low, looking very dispirited.

Seeing him approach, his nephew’s eyes lit up, thinking perhaps he was there to rescue him?

What a fantasy!