"Wait," Zhao Jingmiao hurriedly stopped those people, "What are you going to do?"
So indistinctly wanting to trash her stall, she would be a fool not to speak up.
"What are we doing? Venting our anger, can't you see?" the underling said.
"Why?" Zhao Jingmiao asked puzzled, "If you want to vent, at least let me know the reason, okay?"
"You, this nasty woman, rejected our Brother Leopard, causing him to lose his appetite, and you still have the face to ask me why?" The underling said angrily.
"Wait." Zhao Jingmiao stretched her arms to block the front of her stall, "You cannot smash my stall, I... I know Da Hao. You know Da Hao, right?"
Da Hao?
The underling stopped and looked at Zhao Jingmiao in surprise.
Of course, he knew Da Hao, practically everyone in Zhabei does.
But whether Da Hao knows him is another question.
This woman actually knows Da Hao, and even dared to directly mention his name.
Could it be she really knows him?
