Perceiving the malicious intentions lurking in the three men's eyes, the usually weak Zhang Qianqian somehow found a sliver of strength, straightened herself, and resumed her typically cold demeanor. Looking down at the three thugs with disdain, she warned coldly, "You better get as far away as you can while my boyfriend's not here. Once he arrives, you won't be able to escape!"
Through her years, Zhang Qianqian had encountered a multitude of wealthy and noble individuals. Accustomed to dealing with such people, she naturally exuded an air of authority exclusive to those of higher status. The luxurious clothes, shoes, and handbag she was adorned with further manifested her extraordinary identity to the three thugs.
This, indeed, frightened the three punks— the licentious grins on their faces froze, their gazes toward Zhang Qianqian now reflecting a hint of hesitation.
"Don't listen to her bullshit, bros. Looks like she got dumped by her guy."