The red-haired man whose collar Qin Ruan was clutching shivered as he apologized, "I, I was wrong."
If he didn't acknowledge his mistake now, he feared for his life.
Qin Ruan looked down at the clothes on his body, all from world-famous brands that ordinary people simply couldn't afford. It seemed this kid must come from a wealthy family.
Her red lips curled into a cold smile as she patted the red-haired man's cheek, her chilly voice carrying a warning, "When you're out having fun, watch what you say and where you look. Your vain attempts at showing off can get the people around you beaten up.
And cut down on the unsporting surprise attacks, after all, if you get killed, you won't even have a place to cry. You have already seriously endangered my personal safety. If we take defensive actions and the aggressor gets injured or dies as a result, it's considered self-defense, and there's no need to bear any criminal responsibility."