Consider Me, On the Premise of Marriage
Editor: Atlas Studios
In a tea room in Yuncheng…
Qiao Aiyun's fingertips were trembling. She pinched some Tieguanyin and put it in a purple clay teapot. Then she poured in some boiling water and waited for the tea leaves to steep before saying, "Auntie Yan, have some tea."
The group of them had just come out of the police station. With Old Madam Yan's testimony, those people couldn't make false accusations against her even if they wanted to. They had initially wanted to extort some medical fees.
But Old Madam Yan was a tough nut to crack. She immediately said something.
"You want compensation? Then we might as well file a lawsuit. Look at what you've done in someone else's house. You made the first move to hit someone and damaged a lot of furniture. How are you going to compensate her?
"If you people aren't afraid of going to court, then let's simply go through the legal process.