When Ye Wan caught up with He Sichen, she saw him grappling with a young man wearing a duckbill cap.
The young man was holding a little boy in his arms, who was crying so hard that his nose was running with snot.
"Who the hell are you? If you don't let go, believe it or not, I'm going to call the police?"
The young man bellowed while clutching the child tightly, struggling.
His clothes were all wrinkled from He Sichen's pulling.
"Fine, you call the police!"
He Sichen let go of his grasp.
"What, is the police station owned by your family? You want me to call just because you say so?"
The young man spat out hatefully, clutching the crying child and trying to push through the crowd.
With a forceful tug on the collar, he was dragged back by He Sichen.
The young man got angry.
"You fucking touch me again and see what happens?"
Veins popped out on his stiff neck, and the look he gave He Sichen was as ferocious as if it could eat someone.
