Lu Xia sat by the roadside with her mind in chaos. It was already 1:00 pm, but she could not find a room and she did not dare to visit her grandmother.
She was afraid that Huo Yulin might do something bad to her.
At this moment, a motorcycle came speeding towards her. Since she was not paying attention, the motorcyclist yanked her designer purse from her shoulder the moment he got close.
Lu Xia stumbled right away. Her luggage was right in front of her, so she tripped on that. Her identification card and bank card were in the purse, and she held the purse tightly without letting go.
The motorcyclist did not expect to fail. After yanking the purse several times, he did not succeed in snatching it. Someone else had also walked over, so the thief gave up out of fear that he might end up caught.
Before long, the motorcycle rode off and disappeared into the street.
The Good Samaritan hurriedly came over to help Lu Xia stand. "Are you okay?"
