Just as she was about to say something, an unfamiliar voice came out from her behind, "Dad, that is the young lady who stole my necklace."
It was the voice of a young lady.
The voice carried a hint of nervousness if one listened carefully, then one could note it.
Followed by the voice of the young lady, a hoarse voice sounded.
"Young lady, please hand over my daughter's necklace."
Chi Ai turned around to witness the drama.
It was a middle-aged man who had stubble he, had a sharp nose-bridge with somewhat slanted eyes.
The man had a noble aura around him.
But what attracted the audience was the young lady beside her.
The young lady had peach round eyes with a proportionate nose and plump lips.
She was in a pink mid-length dress.
Standing beside her dad, she was more like a doll than his daughter.
Even though they were in ordinary clothes, their aura tells a different story.
Soon the passer-by was attracted to this drama and gathered around them.
