Chapter 260: Chapter 260: Shen Mengqi, the Nemesis of Han Xiayang
Originally hiding out to take photos, Little Jia You quickly put down the tablet in his hand, squeezed in front of him, and took out his phone to snap several shots of Lin Mubai’s tightly shut eyes before feeling satisfied and putting the phone away.
Xi Shaoqi was the most relaxed among the people tonight. Noticing Little Jia You’s actions, he walked over with a smile: "What were you up to just now?"
The little guy showed no signs of panic at being caught, and even flashed a big smile at him: "Just taking some memorable photos."
"Why are you taking these photos?" Xi Shaoqi thought the little guy’s reason wouldn’t be that simple.
His thoughts were soon validated: "When he bullies Mom in the future, this will be my leverage."
Xi Shaoqi was initially taken aback, then he raised a bright smile and praised: "What a smart little guy." Also a scheming little thing, he kept that second thought in his heart.
Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to a certain man still panting on the ground, silently mourning for him in his heart: "Mu Bai, encountering such a scheming son, you better seek your own fortune in the future."
Having tired out several people in succession, the game couldn’t continue. Just as everyone was about to call it a day, a person Han Xiayang would never forget for the rest of his life made her entrance.
Immediately, he stepped quickly past the crowd to welcome her: "Damn woman, how are you here?"
Shen Mengqi slightly curved her lips with an indifferent face: "Is this your house?" She had already recognized the person, but it didn’t matter much to her, as he wasn’t her target for tonight.
Seeing the man in front of her stubbornly refusing to speak nor move aside, she spoke again impatiently: "If it’s not, please shut up and make way for me. A good dog doesn’t block the way—no, comparing you to a dog is an insult to dogs."
"Dead Woman, say that again." Han Xiayang exploded instantly, his fingers tightly clenched together, glaring fiercely at her.
"Hm, again? I could repeat ten times, or a hundred times. But tonight I don’t feel like it, so right now, immediately, move aside for me, or don’t blame me for being rude." As Shen Mengqi spoke, her expression grew colder.
Everyone could see that she wasn’t easygoing, so they hurried up to try to separate the two. At the same time, they all wondered, how did these two know each other?
Soon, Han Xiayang’s roar cleared up everyone’s confusion: "Dead Woman, don’t think you’re something special just because you’re a cop. I haven’t settled the matter with you from last time."
Most people had heard about her getting into the Police Station before. Now, linking this to his words, it was clear that they might have met in the Police Station. Meanwhile, everyone’s admiration for this policewoman was extraordinary, since she managed to provoke the rarely angered Han Xiayang to such a state—truly a skillful feat.
Shen Mengqi shrugged nonchalantly and, unfazed by the threat, replied: "Yes, being a cop isn’t anything special. If you feel wronged about what happened last time, feel free to report it. Now, can you move aside?"
"You..." For the first time, the usually eloquent Han Xiayang was stumped for words, feeling a blockage of frustration inside, with no outlet for it. Especially since he couldn’t do anything to the woman before him—neither hit nor scold.