After escorting her deskmate back to the residential complex, the other party was still not at ease with her: "Why don’t we stay on the phone? That way, if anything happens on the way, I can call the police in time."
Sheng Ning’an felt girl was cursing her.
"Really, there’s no need. Come on, hurry inside!" It wasn’t the dead of night, and besides, there were cameras all over the street—who would be stupid enough to commit a crime at this time?
Sheng Ning’an pushed her inside and then decisively turned away. She had barely left the residential area when she felt as if someone was following her.
Could it be that the girl’s curse had actually come true?
Sheng Ning’an couldn’t help but slow her pace, surreptitiously observing her surroundings.
At this time, the street was surprisingly empty.
Because it was evening, it was particularly quiet all around, and any small sound could be heard very clearly.
Indeed, she heard footsteps growing increasingly closer to her.
When she saw a shadow quickly approaching, Sheng Ning’an spun around sharply.
There was a man behind her, wearing a mask and a peaked cap, holding something in his hand, ready to spray it at her.
But obviously, Sheng Ning’an reacted faster than the man, as she kicked the object out of his hand directly.
As the item dropped, the man turned to run away, but then someone grabbed his wrist from behind, blocking his escape.
The masked man immediately swung his fists at the newcomer, but before his punch could land, it was intercepted by the person behind him. The man in the mask tried to struggle, but Sheng Ning’an stepped forward and kicked him, flipping him over.
As he tried to get up and flee, Sheng Ning’an stepped on him and pushed him back to the ground, tearing off the cap and mask on his head. It was actually Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe didn’t expect to get caught, and now he looked disheveled and his expression was ugly.
After the previous incident had caused him to lose face, he had been following Sheng Ning’an, looking for an opportunity to retaliate.
"Call the police!" a clear voice rang out beside her.
Chen Zhe looked up and glared at the speaker, "On what grounds are you calling the police to arrest me?"
The other person replied lazily, "Stalking a girl walking alone late at night with ill intent—isn’t that enough?"
Chen Zhe snorted coldly, "What evidence do you have that I was following her? This is a public road; anyone can walk here, right?"
"What about this?" The person produced a small bottle, which was the same one that Chen Zhe had been holding moments before, and which Sheng Ning’an had kicked away.
"I saw with my own eyes you holding this thing, ready to spray it at the girl. Plus, there’s surveillance by the roadside, which should prove my words."
Sheng Ning’an took a look at the object in the person’s hand, took it, and sniffed it. It reeked of pungent pepper spray.
Her look towards Chen Zhe then carried a bit more disdain.
This person must have known he probably couldn’t beat her, so he had specially prepared the pepper spray to target her eyes.
Quite damaging and poisonous indeed.
The man felt guilty under Sheng Ning’an’s gaze and averted his eyes.
Sheng Ning’an didn’t bother with further words and directly called the police.
It wasn’t long before the police arrived and took Chen Zhe away after understanding the situation.
Of course, as the victim and an eyewitness, both Sheng Ning’an and the person who had assisted her also went to the local police station.
The cause and course of the incident were clear: the other party, after being spurned and losing face, sought retaliation.
However, since there was no actual harm done, they only received a verbal warning, and after a parent’s signature, he was released.
Sheng Ning’an knew it was unlikely that they could lock him up, but she had taken a photo of her police report and obtained the confession about him following her.
If he troubled her again, she wouldn’t hesitate to take these documents to the principal’s office.