The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Today is Friday. Zhou Yian took the bus as usual and got off at the nearest stop to Nanwan. After getting off the bus, she vaguely felt that there were eyes staring at her from behind, but she turned around suddenly and found nothing.

This is the only way back to the bay. One side is close to the main road and the other side is lined with shops. Usually there is not much traffic. She looked around in confusion. There were only a few people sparsely on the street and she didn't find anything unusual. She turned around and continued walking towards the community.

Not long after they walked, a dark shadow suddenly rushed by, and a man rushed over from the side, fiercely protecting Zhou Yian from behind and shouted loudly: "Be careful."

At the same time, Zhou Yian heard a woman's voice behind him, saying viciously: "Fox spirit, go to hell."

This scene happened so suddenly that before Zhou Yian could react to what was happening, she was hugged from behind. When she looked up, a familiar face came into her sight. She exclaimed, "Fu Shenyan."

Fu Shenyan changed his usual playful look and frowned in pain, his facial features twisted and wrinkled, and he looked very painful with his teeth bared.

After hugging Zhou Yian, he pushed her aside fiercely and said urgently: "Wait for me here, don't move."

Zhou Yian didn't understand what was going on and watched him quickly turn around and chase after the strange woman.

After he turned around, Zhou Yian finally understood why he looked so painful. There was a large black patch on the back of his camel-colored coat. The more serious the burns, the exposed skin. Those were traces of charring and carbonization. Her heart skipped a beat, "Sulfuric acid."

This is a strong acid, very corrosive. If Fu Shenyan hadn't blocked it for him, the sulfuric acid would have been splashed on him.

She was instantly frightened. If the sulfuric acid was poured directly on her face, she would definitely be disfigured, and the consequences would be disastrous.

She looked at Fu Shenyan's back as he ran away, her heart suddenly filled with emotion and her eyes welled up with sadness. This man suddenly appeared again, just as he suddenly disappeared. It turned out that he was not really dead.

Fu Shenyan was tall and had long legs, so he caught up with the woman in no time. The woman seemed a little panicked, and used her hands and feet to kick and pull Fu Shenyan, but after all, there was a huge disparity in strength and size between men and women, so she was subdued by Fu Shenyan after just a few resistances.

Fu Shenyan pulled off the hat and mask she used to disguise herself and was slightly stunned. This was a woman, to be more precise, a middle-aged woman, probably in her fifties, and even had a lot of white hair. He couldn't understand what kind of hatred a woman of this age would have towards Zhou Yian, to the point of wanting to throw sulfuric acid on her in the street.

The woman was restrained, and she screamed and raged like a wicked person, "Let me go, what do you want to do? If you don't let me go, I'm going to scream molest."

Fu Shenyan looked at her with disdain, "Me? Molested you? Auntie, do you want to see if you are worthy? Come on, shout. You look old and ugly, who will believe you?" Fu Shenyan's mouth was as unforgiving as ever. As he spoke, he dragged her in front of Zhou Yian.

"Hi~, long time no see, Miss Zhou, come and see how you have offended her. She is so hateful that she will throw sulfuric acid on you."

"You're still alive." Zhou Yian's eyes were red and a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart. This man who looked so frivolous when they first met always risked his life to save him once or twice at critical moments.

"Is the injury on your back serious?" Zhou Yian sniffed, trying hard to hold back the pain, fearing that he would cry in front of Fu Shenyan.

Fu Shenyan saw her stubbornness and smiled gently. He looked very nice when he smiled, and his eyebrows and eyes looked very gentle. "Yes, I'm still alive. My back still hurts, but I can bear it for a while. Don't be moved yet. Let's see how to deal with her."

Fu Shenyan shouted at the struggling woman, "Don't move. Stand still."

Zhou Yian then took a serious look at the middle-aged woman in front of him, who was in her forties or fifties. She was wearing a loose black coat that was seriously inconsistent with her figure. Her hair had even turned a little gray, her skin was dark and sallow, and her face was full of wrinkles. Judging from her clothes alone, she was just an ordinary middle-aged rural woman.

Zhou Yian asked angrily, "Why do you hate me so much?"

The woman looked at Zhou Yian arrogantly, without a trace of guilt on her face, and said nonchalantly: "Sorry, I got the wrong person. I thought you were my husband's mistress, so I wanted to destroy your face."

The woman spoke unstandard Mandarin and didn't sound like a native of Tianshui.

"Mistress? Who is your husband?" Zhou Yian frowned, not believing her lame excuse.

"You don't know me. I told you I recognized the wrong person. I thought you were the vixen he kept outside."

"You didn't know me, but you followed me for several days? Auntie, this excuse doesn't make sense."

"I just recognized the wrong person. I thought you were the vixen who seduced my man. I'm sorry. I recognized the wrong person. What else do you want? Besides, I didn't splash it on you. Why are you making a fuss with me? You're a young man, don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young? You're so good-looking, but you don't have a kind heart." The woman shamelessly turned the tables and complained about Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian was shocked by her shameless attitude and couldn't help but raise his voice to question her, "No, are you kidding me? If he hadn't appeared in time to block the sulfuric acid you threw at me, I would have been disfigured by now. How could you just say you admitted your mistake so casually and let it go?"

The woman avoided his gaze, feeling guilty and not daring to look directly at Zhou Yian. She whispered, "I've already apologized, so I should pay you some medical expenses, right?"

Fu Shenyan, who was standing aside, finally couldn't bear it anymore and said with a sinister look on his face: "You pay for the medical expenses? Come, look at me, do you think I'm short of money? If you keep pretending to be ignorant, do you believe that I can kill you and then give your family a large sum of funeral expenses?"

"How can a young man who looks so gentle say such ugly things? He always says that someone should be killed. It's so unlucky. I said that I recognized the wrong person, apologized, and agreed to pay compensation. Why are you so unreasonable?"

Her outrageous remarks came one after another, and Zhou Yian and Fu Shenyan looked at each other, so angry that they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, you don't want to tell me, right? Have you seen the cameras at the doors of these shops? Everything you did just now was recorded. If you continue to be stubborn, I will call the police to arrest you. You can even throw sulfuric acid on the street. You will be convicted of intentional injury and will have to stay in jail for a few years, right?" Fu Shenyan said as he pulled her hard and pointed at the cameras above the shops to warn her.

The woman raised her head in confusion and took a look at the cameras. Finally, a trace of panic appeared on her face. She looked at the shops along the street uneasily. It seemed that there really was a camera hanging in front of every store.

"What do you think? Will you tell me or not? If you don't want to tell me, it's up to you. I can call the police now. You've seen the injuries on my back. So what? We have both witnesses and evidence. You can't escape." Fu Shenyan turned his body sideways to show her his back that was corroded by sulfuric acid, and deliberately took out his mobile phone to call the police.

Seeing this, the woman grabbed Fu Shenyan's hand in panic and looked at him pleadingly, "Don't call the police. I'll tell you, is it okay?"