The next second, he was livid, and a furious roar burst out: "Who dares to search her bag?!"
Lu Jihan's face was aghast, his eyes bloodshot, his warning gaze looked murderous, and he protectively held Song Yinyin with one arm.
"..." Mrs. Zhao was indeed frightened, and her body trembled at the roar, too scared to approach any further.
Song Anqi, hiding in the crowd, seeing the situation was not right, stealthily moved behind Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin.
Then, she suddenly gave a push forward.
The person standing behind Song Yinyin was unprepared, and with the push, lost balance and stumbled forward.
Carelessly, that person knocked off the bag hanging on Song Yinyin's shoulder.
With a clatter—
Song Yinyin's handbag fell to the ground, the clasp loosened, and its contents spilled out along with it.
A phone, lipstick, a mirror... and a watch!
