Ding Lan ignored Mrs. Wu and walked past her with complete disregard.
Mrs. Wu leaned against the wall, breathing weakly and looked around for help, but aside from a few unconscious vendors lying on the ground, there was no one around.
Mrs. Wu hesitated for a moment, and with trembling steps, walked over to try and retrieve a phone from one of the vendors' pockets.
Not knowing where the phone was, Mrs. Wu fumbled for a long time before she finally found it, and just when she was about to take it out, the person suddenly opened their eyes.
The sturdy vendor, upon seeing the withered, dark hand on his body, was filled with shock!
Is it that he can't keep up with the thinking of the elderly now?
How could a lady of her age invade him, a greasy middle-aged man?!!
"What are you doing?!" The vendor quickly sat up after a brief shock, his eyes filled with vigilance and fear as he looked at Mrs. Wu.
Mrs. Wu opened her mouth and said tremulously, "I... I want to borrow your phone!"
