Chapter 209 - 209: Wrecking the Scumbags, Really Called the Duke of Muston (3)

Chapter 209 - 209: Wrecking the Scumbags, Really Called the Duke of Muston (3)

Translator: _Min

Grandma Pei had always believed that the gods watch over us from above.

“You shouldn’t do this,” Si Fuqing helped the elderly woman to her feet. “You’re the elder, and I can’t accept such gestures. I’m paid for my services; it’s a mutual benefit.”

Grandma Pei wiped her tears, her expression solemn, “Miss Si, you have a kind heart. I will make sure to thank you properly.”

“There’s no need for thanks,” Si Fuqing shook her head slightly, smiling. “I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t stay any longer.”

Mrs. Pei glared at Pei Mengzhi and said, “Hurry up and escort Miss Si out.” Pei Mengzhi shivered and hurriedly followed her.

After walking a distance, Si Fuqing stopped and turned around, “You look constipated. What do you want to say?”

Pei Mengzhi: “...”

What kind ofdescription was that?

He struggled to find the words, only to squeeze out, “I just... think you’re different from the rumors.”

Having received her own compensation, Si Fuqing had the patience to listen, “What rumors?”

“On the internet,” Pei Mengzhi stammered, nervous. “They say you’re violent, have a bad temper, and steal equipment. But you were so kind to my grandmother today.”

“Oh,” Si Fuqing tilted her head, smiling. “I treat people differently. With someone like you, I can be quite violent. Do you want to try?”

Pei Mengzhi quickly backed away as he quickly responded, “Miss Si, I won’t escort you further. Take care!”

He was still afraid of getting beaten.

He only had his face to lose, which would be gone if he got hit.

Pei Mengzhi watched the girl ride away on her bike.

He touched his head and turned to go back home.

He had a strong premonition that, one day, Yu Yao would deeply regret his decision.

With the full force of the Xingting Law Firm, Zuo Qingya’s conviction was already a foregone conclusion.

The news officially announced the arrest of Zuo Qingya.

[Good riddance, she got what she deserved!]

[Zuo Qingya is in jail, waiting for the downfall of the Zuo family.]

“Yes, it is,” the officer scratched his head. “It seems to be the number of the Duke of Muston, given by Miss Si.”

“The Duke of Muston?” The young lawyer laughed. “And I’m the king.”

Ling Feng coldly interjected, “Are you done?”

The young lawyer fell silent.

“Since it’s Miss Si’s, I’ll take it,” Ling Feng nodded. “You don’t need to bother.”

The officer was cheerful and replied, “Great, and please thank Miss Si for me.

The tea she gave me really worked!”

He had vomited blood last night, scaring his wife and daughter.

At the hospital, they found his old injuries had significantly healed.

It was a medical miracle.

The officer attributed it all to the tea Si Fuqing gave him.

The young lawyer rolled his eyes.

A tea curing chronic injuries seemed too good to be true.

In the past, the necessity for both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine was questioned.

It was truly an exaltation of Si Fuqing to the heavens.

Ling Feng chatted briefly with the officer before leaving the police station.

The young lawyer dialed the number on the note as they walked, “Sister Ling, I memorized the phone number.”

Ling Feng turned around with a frown, “What are you doing?”

“Just curious since it was left behind by Miss Si,” the young lavvyer said, shaking his phone. “It’s just a call, it can’t really be the Duke of Muston.” He still doubted the officer’s story about the tea.

Before Ling Feng could stop him, the young lawyer pressed the call button.

After two mechanical rings, the call was answered.

The young lawyer, slightly smug, whispered to Ling Feng, “See? I told you. The Duke of Muston is too busy to answer so quickly. Your phone is always full of missed calls when you’re busy.”

As he spoke, a deep, resonant male voice with a pure Western accent answered from the other end, “Hello?”nOVe-Lb-In