The Class Beauty from Thirty Years Ago
"It's fine. I'll keep dealing with him later. I'll contact a lawyer to help you apply for a personal protection order. From now on, as long as that bastard appears within your line of sight, you can call the police—even have him detained—and let him know that money really can let a person act like a thug."
Li Bai had no intention of letting the matter go.
If he were even more ruthless, he could find people to deliberately stage accidents for him. That way, the bastard wouldn't have a peaceful day all year.
Article 38, Clause 2 of the Criminal Law stipulated: "When a person was sentenced to public surveillance, the court could, based on the circumstances of the crime, prohibit the criminal from engaging in specific activities, entering specific areas or venues, or contacting specific people during the period of execution."
"Cousin, you're amazing!"
Zhang Rong's cheeks flushed with delight as she imagined that bastard's fate.
Money really can let you act like a thug. That was so true.
Even villains had to be dealt with by bigger villains. Sometimes, problems really couldn't be solved simply by reasoning with people.
Liang Xiao had to understand that someone as shameless as him would eventually be dealt with—and dealt with harshly.
"Hey! It's time for breakfast. What are you two talking about? I think I heard someone calling Xiao Rong just now."
Han Xiuying had gotten up early and had been busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. She came out carrying a stack of bowls and chopsticks and arranged them around the dining table.
"Ah! We weren't talking about anything. I didn't hear anyone calling me?"
Zhang Rong deliberately played dumb, then shot her cousin a meaningful glance.
"Oh! It's nothing. I was