Upon hearing the price of 2,800, Liu Yan's face immediately turned sour, and seeing that the person she was dealing with was Ye Qiu, she was so angry she didn't know what to say. She wanted to take the doll from her son's hands and give it back, but Kong Wenjun, seeing the little girl crying from his provocation, was even more pleased with himself and had no intention of handing it over.
"How could a broken doll be worth 2,800?" Liu Yan retorted with her chin up, her words anything but polite, "People like you can afford a toy worth 2,800? Be careful or I'll accuse you of blackmail!"
The little girl's mom initially felt bad about asking for 2,800, but now being looked down upon again, she couldn't care less: "Either you compensate me 2,800, or give the doll back to me right now, or I'm calling the police."
"Taking other people's things, you ought to pay compensation."
"Exactly, if you think the price is too high, just return the thing to them!"
