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Jiang Yizhou looked around the road and then towards the parking space across the street that had a coin-operated timer.
"Swish~~"
He felt two people on motorcycles zoom past him, and his body was yanked down as someone sitting behind him on the motorcycle forcefully pulled the digital camera hanging from his neck.
The immense force knocked Jiang Yizhou to the ground, scraping his knees and elbows until they bled.
"You bastard, just wait!" Jiang Yizhou instinctively shouted in Chinese, but the two thieves, who were not Asian, likely spoke mainstream English and Spanish in Los Angeles, and they couldn't understand what he was yelling. Besides, who would listen anyway?
Jiang Yizhou felt a bit frantic. Was he really not suited for traveling? Even going out for a trip could lead to such incidents. Although this was Los Angeles, with its high crime rate, he had mentally prepared himself. However, he didn't expect to have such bad luck and encounter this right away.
Perhaps he should be grateful that it was just a sudden theft rather than being robbed at knife or gunpoint at night?
But none of this crossed Jiang Yizhou's mind. He frantically pulled out his keys and started his car. Even though he knew he wouldn't catch up, he pressed the gas pedal and chased after the direction the motorcycle had fled.
He couldn't even see a trace of the escaping motorcycle. Jiang Yizhou pounded on the steering wheel in frustration. Such things were truly… he could only admit his bad luck. Relying on the police to recover his camera would be less effective than just buying a new one.
Hmm?
In the distance, someone was distracted while crossing the street; they were actually very close. Jiang Yizhou immediately became alert and slammed on the gas…
Bang~~
Now fully awake, Jiang Yizhou found that any anger he had from losing his camera had been doused by a cold splash of reality—he hoped he hadn't hit anyone.
He opened the car door and walked over to check on the person's condition, discovering an Asian Woman who looked to be around thirty. After surveying the scene, he realized she had only been grazed on her side; there were no signs of blood on her body. Instead, she lay on the ground with wide eyes that seemed to be in shock.
"Do you need me to call an ambulance?" The owner of a nearby car noticed the accident and came over.
"Listen, are you aware right now? How many fingers do you see?" Jiang Yizhou asked, waving two fingers in front of the woman.
"You bastard, are you trying to kill me? F**k you..." A string of repeated English curses came out of the mouth of a woman who looked older but had a gentle demeanor, which made Jiang Yizhou unable to tolerate her temper.
"Sir, I don't think you need to call an ambulance for me; this lady is quite spirited! Thank you very much!" Jiang Yizhou held back his anger and sent the well-meaning passerby away before turning back to deal with the rampaging woman.
"Bang... Bang..." At some point, the woman got up from the ground and started kicking Jiang Yizhou's car forcefully, ignoring him.
"Hey, what are you doing? This is my car; if you break it, you'll have to pay for it!" Jiang Yizhou switched to Chinese again. However, hearing the woman's continuous curses in English seemed insufficient for her expression, so he let out a few Chinese expletives.
He directly positioned himself between the woman and the car, then restrained her movements by lifting her off the ground and throwing her onto the sidewalk. He then got back into his car and parked it aside to avoid blocking traffic.
"Hey, are you done making a scene? Are you an international student?" Jiang Yizhou wanted to argue back with her but realized that her vocabulary was quite rich. After realizing he couldn't outcurse her, he adopted an attitude of "let him be strong; I'll remain calm."
He let her curse for about five minutes until she seemed a bit parched. Meanwhile, his vocabulary had significantly expanded. He then appropriately handed her a half bottle of water from his car.
"No, don’t think that by trying to get close to me, I’ll feel better!" The woman took the water and drank halfway before suddenly stopping. Her expression gradually softened, and her complexion returned to a healthy color.
"Then you must be sick!" Jiang Yizhou looked at her pitifully. "Kicking around and cursing at people—why not just ask me for compensation nicely? I might even give you a check!"
"Mind your own business; I'm just in a bad mood!" Yu Jinghong didn’t even know what was wrong with her. A sudden surge of anger arose against this driver who didn’t slow down for pedestrians, even though she also noticed that the car had no intention of yielding.
It felt like a game between her and the driver: whoever backed down first would lose.
In that moment, she didn’t back down and seemed to be contemplating what to do if she faced the worst outcome. Her heart began to race rapidly.
As if she had won, this self-righteous game where she wagered her life made Yu Jinghong feel as if she had been reborn.
Once a good girl, she now felt as if she had gained freedom. She even dared to flirt with life and death; what else could restrict her?
So I simply let myself go and started cursing Jiang Yizhou, since you hit me, let me vent my emotions!
The best way to deal with a headstrong and arrogant woman like her is to ignore her, because people like her love to get painful responses from others. Jiang Yizhou completely agreed; why argue with her? When a woman lets loose with her insults, it really has nothing to do with men. Men are usually better at taking action than talking.
"Aren't you going to retort?" Yu Jinghong, tired of cursing, was infuriated to see Jiang Yizhou lost in thought.
"No need, it's just left ear in, right ear out. There's an old saying that fits well; I won't argue with you. We're all compatriots, and living abroad isn't easy, so let's be more understanding! By the way, where are you from? You sound quite like you're from the capital!" Jiang Yizhou casually said something that left the woman speechless.
"…No, I'm from Lin'an and grew up there, went to university in the capital," Yu Jinghong quickly blurted out before stopping herself from revealing personal information. "Are you checking my household registration? Just pay the compensation and you can leave!"
Jiang Yizhou sighed slightly; he could still vaguely see her future charm. At first, he was startled and didn't recognize her, but now that he had calmed down, he remembered that she was the actress who would later guest star as "Shan Li" in the men's group.
Just as the reviews said, she became more beautiful with age; now she gave off a somewhat mature vibe.
"Do I really need to check? Sister Yu, I've seen the movies you've starred in and really liked your character. How about signing an autograph for me?" He wrote a Check and handed it along with a business card to the woman, then pulled out a notebook and pen from the car; Jiang Yizhou's collecting habit kicked in again.
In an instant, it turned into him asking for an autograph as a fan. Although he already had the compensation Check and his business card in hand, Yu Jinghong still felt a bit dazed.
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