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No matter what, Han Yi'er did not wish for the old master of the Yun family to be in this state for so long.

Picking up the medicine pack, he paid himself and left the pharmacy …

The sky gradually darkened, and as they were about to arrive at the vicinity of the high-grade villa complex, an old lady in her early twenties fell in front of Han Yi'er.

"Granny!" Han Yi'er quickly stepped forward and supported the old lady as she asked in concern, "Granny, do you feel any pain?"

The old lady furrowed her brows, a pained expression on her face. "Oh, my waist is hurting so bad."

After being injured for a hundred days, this old lady was at least seventy years old. There weren't many cars here, so what if she were to fall down?

Thinking about it, this was an advanced villa complex, could it be that this old lady's family lived inside?

"Grandma, where does your family live?"

"Aiyo, that hurts so much …"

The granny kept screaming for pain, which made Han Yi'er even more anxious, "How about this, I'll call an ambulance."

Just as he took out his phone, a man's voice suddenly appeared behind them. "What happened?"

This man was tall and sturdy and had a ferocious appearance. Han Yi'er's frail body was in stark contrast to his.

"Teacher, this old granny has fallen …"

"Aiya, kind person, this girl knocked me down, my waist is hurting so much right now."

"..."

"..."

Hearing the words of the old lady, Han Yi'er stood rooted to the spot in a daze.

What?

What did he push down?

It was definitely the grandma who fell down, and it was just me helping her up out of the kindness in my heart. How did it become like this?

"Old granny?" What did you say? How did I bump into you? " Han Yi'er questioned the old granny in front of him, feeling wronged.

"Little girl, why are you acting like this?" The man yelled in dissatisfaction as he walked to the old granny's side. "I saw you knocking into that old granny from afar and thought you didn't do it on purpose. Who would've thought that you would still refuse to admit it?"

How could he see that he had bumped into the old granny?

Not at all...

Understood, understood!

He had finally met her. News reports were filled with this kind of thing. He should have been careful, but why did he fall into her trap?

What was their purpose in singing the same tune?

Money?

He was even poorer than them, how could he have the money to compensate them?

A good person was difficult to deal with. Heh, Han Yi'er's mind suddenly recalled those words. Although there were many examples of this, when kind-hearted people see an old granny fall onto the road, should they just sit by and do nothing? Or should he go forward and help?

Why does society have people who exploit the kindness of others?

Would they only be satisfied if all the kind-hearted people became stone-hearted?

Even if he were to call the police, it would be completely useless if he were to meet this kind of person. After all, he had proof and evidence, but he himself was at a loss for words, "Granny, what do you want?"

Han Yi'er asked coldly.

The old granny and the fierce-looking man glanced at each other in succession, and the man began to smooth things over. "The old granny is too old, your medical expenses for accompanying a few thousand dollars are all gone."

Several thousand dollars?

He only had a few dozen pieces of property on him! Where do I get a few thousand dollars in compensation?

His heart was so cold, his kind heart was trampled by someone else, Han Yi'er really felt like crying but had no tears, "I …" "Only 80 pieces." This was the truth. She didn't panic at all. She carefully rummaged through her pockets for tickets with steel plates and presented both hands to the pair of pengci 'partners'.

With a "pa" sound, the man took out the money from Han Yi'er's hands and asked, "Are you trying to send away the beggar?"

Gradually, a few more people joined the crowd. Those 80 pieces of treasures were scattered on the ground, falling to the ground at the feet of the crowd.

Right now, even a dime was precious to him, but he …

Han Yi'er ignored her image as she squatted on the ground and picked up the money. Tears of grievance welled up in her eyes …

She really wanted to tell her uncle that this 80 yuan was the only money she had left. She begged him not to make things difficult for her …

Han Yi'er's miserable state was not something that could be moved by anyone. The surrounding spectators continued to watch the "melodrama" with an unconcerned attitude.

The man's gaze immediately fell on her vegetable basket. "Isn't there a purse in the basket?"

Basket wallet? At that instant, Han Yi'er stopped picking up the money and hurriedly stood up, frantically protecting the vegetable basket, "This money belongs to someone else."

"Didn't you see that the old granny's expression isn't good?" What do you mean by 'others'? Are you going to return it later? " The man reached out to snatch it.

Han Yi'er took small steps back and placed the basket behind her. The surrounding people's gazes were so cold, and the man's face was so repulsive. Why? Why should there be such a person in society?

He shouldn't have cried! He shouldn't have cried at the wicked!

As he diluted the tears in the corners of his eyes, an ice-cold and furious expression appeared on his face, causing the man to be stunned …

He clenched his fists tightly and asked loudly, "Is it okay if you touch porcelain? This old lady should be your mother, right? Aren't you afraid of what will happen if you really hurt your mother when you bump into her? "

What do you mean you shouldn't take advantage of their kindness? What do I need to be honest about? In today's realistic society, how many people were able to listen to the great principles?

However, Han Yi'er's words were the truth!

Today, they met Han Yi'er, who had no one to rely on. What about tomorrow? What would happen to them if they met a vicious Lord? There was no point in hurting how much money the old lady had scammed!

Just how poor was he to think that he was lying? He had never thought that his current lifestyle would be such a scam. Could it be that they would be even worse off than he was?

If that was the case, then he was willing to 'save' them.

"What did you say?" The man asked, unconvinced.

"Let me tell you, I don't have much. There are only eighty or so pieces. If you are not satisfied, then call the police to arrest me!" Han Yi'er was really at the end of her rope as she sadly squatted on the floor and continued to pick up the scattered money.

I really hope...

At this moment, who could save her …

At this moment …

A familiar ice-cold figure appeared in front of her …

Lifting her head, Yun AoTian stood right in front of her, emitting a cold aura.

Slowly standing up, it was as if only Yun AoTian remained in his eyes …

Scared? Anxiety?

Why was he still praying for someone to save him, and why was he here right now?

What was he doing when he was at his most helpless?

Han Yi'er was both afraid and hesitant, and her heart was in turmoil.