Chiang Xiao took a deep breath and said, "If the person you want to arrest is me, then let my grandparents leave first; they haven’t done anything wrong. Otherwise, allow them to go out for some water and a bite to eat before coming back."
"How’s that," snorted the man, "want to get some reinforcements, do you? Just sit tight and cut the crap." He glanced at Chiang Xiao and continued, "No one’s leaving until things are sorted out. Everyone stays right here."
Chiang Xiao clenched her teeth.
She didn’t want to think of these office people as utterly beyond redemption. Maybe it was just bad luck to have run into such types?
Just as she was about to speak again, someone outside shouted harshly and pushed a woman and three men into the room.
The three men looked sneaky and sly, all in their twenties, with bruised and swollen faces, as if they had been in a serious fight.
The young woman following behind them walked with her head down, muttering, "You really are unreasonable. It was clearly a group fight. Why did you only arrest the four of us? Why not those from the other side?"
"Hey, Zhang Xiaomei, isn’t this your third time here this month?" The older Public Security Officer who pushed them in said, "I’ve already warned you, our chief hates women who get into brawls the most. Didn’t take my words to heart, did you? And here you are mixing with these guys every day!"
Zhang Xiaomei was about to retort when she looked up and saw Chiang Xiao.
Talk about a small world.
Chiang Xiao was still thinking about what the old comrade had said—the chief hates women who fight the most?
Although she was only thirteen, she should fall within that category, shouldn’t she?
Could it be because of this that the people in the station were especially rude to her?
As she was pondering, she heard Zhang Xiaomei shout, "You? Hey! You little brat, you finally got what’s coming to you!" She lunged at Chiang Xiao, reaching out to scratch her face, "Did you know you’ve ruined me? Have you been scheming with my sister-in-law? Did she keep an eye on me these past days and even stopped my brother from giving me money?"
Chiang Xiao was furious. She’d been building up a lot of anger today, and Zhang Xiaomei’s charge was the last straw.
So she quickly grabbed Zhang Xiaomei’s hand and pushed her away.
"Looks like you’ve run into another mad dog!"
Zhang Xiaomei, pushed by Chiang Xiao, stumbled uncontrollably towards a desk.
The impact knocked the entire desk over, scattering everything on it across the floor. At the same time, Zhang Xiaomei fell to the ground, her forehead striking the leg of the desk, immediately raising a bump.
"Wow!" Zhang Xiaomei sat on the floor, clutching the swelling on her forehead and howled, "Did you see that? She hit me! She must be the woman who crippled the chief’s son! Arrest her! Handcuff her! If you don’t deal with her today, I’m not getting up from here!"
Chiang Xiao’s temples throbbed.
She saw Zhang Xiaomei, who was howling, flash her a cunning and triumphant smirk.
Zhang Xiaomei did it on purpose.
She knew what troubled the chief greatly and was aware that Chiang Xiao was not the type to let her make a fuss without reaction—otherwise, she wouldn’t have acted so boldly that other day. So she had deliberately charged at her, wanting to provoke her into reacting.