Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack
Chapter 451 - 431: Qin Nuan (Four)

Chapter 451: Chapter 431: Qin Nuan (Four)

"Oh." Qin Nuan appeared in front of the two, "What a coincidence?"

The woman glanced at Qin Nuan then looked behind her, relieved that no one was following, and said, "Why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to avoid cold food?"

Qin Nuan didn’t care what the woman said and simply sat down, "I didn’t want to come either, but I had to, otherwise wouldn’t my sister-in-law have been kidnapped?" she said, waving for a waiter, "A cup of hot milk, please."

Then, with a smile in her eyes, "You tell me, why did I come here?"

"Don’t be so melodramatic." The man frowned, clearly displeased.

Qin Nuan, unconcerned, continued, "I really don’t understand you two, perfect match, eh? One eyes the pot while eating from the bowl, and the other eats from both. Why must you pick a fight with me?" Seeing the milk brought over, she smiled kindly, "Thank you."

"What do you mean?" The woman, sensing Qin Nuan’s ill intentions, clenched her bag tightly.

"What do I mean? Don’t you get it?" Qin Nuan sat composedly, not giving her a single glance, "You, having a girlfriend and still trying to hit on me, indulging your girlfriend’s behavior while trying to impress me, this would be called scumbag behavior if someone else did it, but I wouldn’t say that about you." Because you are not even human. People eating ice cream around them occasionally glanced at their table, but Qin Nuan wasn’t the least bit embarrassed.

The man frowned deeply, grabbing Qin Nuan’s wrist, "What do you want to do? The boyfriend you mentioned, isn’t he just trying to attract my attention? And you brought a kid to act with you, isn’t that childish?"

The surrounding glances towards Qin Nuan carried mockery, but admittedly, more people were turning towards them.

"I can’t be bothered to argue with you, I wouldn’t even deign to lace your shoes," Qin Nuan sneered, turning to the woman, "As for you, even more impressive, hooking up with the visible head of a company, trying to doom the real power-holder? Oh right, and letting your boyfriend harass this power-holder."

"What are you talking about?! I don’t know!" The woman immediately denied, panic creeping into her eyes without her realizing.

"Don’t know what? Don’t know the identity of the person behind you or your boyfriend hitting on someone else? Or did the person behind you not tell you his grievances and frustrations?" Qin Nuan calmly tested the temperature of her milk, continuing, "The cost of your attire alone could not be covered by your monthly allowance even if you saved for a whole term, if that isn’t clue enough..."

"This dress was bought for me by my sugar daddy!" the woman quickly retorted.

"Oh, a sugar daddy." Qin Nuan’s suggestive tone provoked laughter from the onlookers indulging in their ice cream.

"What do you mean by that!" The woman stood up abruptly.

Unyielding, Qin Nuan stood up too, "What do I mean? Hand over Qianqian’s phone! How dare you steal her phone?" With that, the milk was already poured over the woman’s head, her delicate features drenched and her fitted dress unable to hide her disarray.

"Qin Nuan!" The man stood up, realizing it was time to intervene, or the onlookers would drown him with their opinions.

"Here I am, what about it? You want to plead? Sorry, but I’ve already called the police!" Qin Nuan said, beaming brightly.

The woman turned pale, "Don’t be such a bully by spouting nonsense!"

"Oh really?" Qin Nuan slowly sat down, figuring these two wouldn’t dare to throw their ice cream on her head.

Leisurely playing with her fingernails, "You probably don’t know, but turning off the stolen phone does no good because that child is restless, so someone had already installed a tracking app. If you’re innocent, why not open your bag and let me take a look?"

"Just show her, it doesn’t look good for you to be so unyielding," the man frowned, then turned to the woman, watching her face as Qin Nuan rejoiced, was this self-important man going to be her downfall, was she blind as a bat?

The woman clenched her lower lip tightly, glaring at Qin Nuan, "Why should I? She’s not a cop!" Her guilt did not escape Qin Nuan, who watched her intently.

Qin Nuan calmly took out her phone and called Qin Wen outside, "Brother, where’s your friend?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Wen entered the ice cream shop with a man who looked quite upright, still holding the phone that hadn’t been hung up, "Here he is."

The man lifted his ID for the people around to see, then said to the woman, "Hello, we received a report that you are involved in a cell phone theft incident. Please cooperate with our investigation."

"..." The woman hadn’t expected Qin Nuan to really call the police and was at a loss for words.

Qin Nuan sneakily added fuel to the fire, "Although this young policeman doesn’t have a search warrant, taking you back for an investigation is still possible, with so many eyes watching, I doubt you could pull any tricks." She put away her phone, smiling brightly, and looked at the store employees enjoying the drama, "Can the ice cream be packed?"

Then she cheerfully bought four crispy cones, watching as her brother handled the man and woman.

In the end, the woman couldn’t withstand the pressure, took out her phone, claiming she found it on the subway and planned to hand it over to the police station later.

But she couldn’t explain the messages in the outbox, ultimately her face was a picture of gloom.

Luo Qianqian calmly reported it to the police, and the group took a taxi to the police station.

Qin Nuan shared her cones with Luo Qianqian, Qin Wen, the young policeman, and herself, admitting the taste was indeed good. It was so delicious it made her eyes squint with pleasure.

The Luo Family rushed to the police station in a flurry after being informed by Qin Wen.

Seeing the couple, they were so indignant they nearly performed summary justice on the spot, almost scaring the old man into the hospital. Fortunately, the master wisely asked Yue Tingyu to calm down and call Qin Nuan first, since the two had left together at noon.

Upon getting her phone back, Luo Qianqian looked through a pile of messages and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Why were all her friends like this?

Fu Mingxue: Please add a chicken drumstick to her kidnapped meal. Can you tell me your bank account number? I’ll cover the cost of the drumstick.

Tang Chen: Oh, goodbye.

Qiao Xiyang: Really? When you get back, give a speech about your experience.

Luo Qianqian couldn’t bear to continue reading. What kind of messages were these?

Were these her delightful friends?

Could they not play happily anymore?

#After being kidnapped, how should I respond to friends sending chicken drumsticks for comfort? Awaiting a prompt response online#

She sent a mass text to her contacts: I am Luo Qianqian and I have my phone back, no need to worry, it’s really me.

Sneakily, she thought, could she respond with a bank account number asking for the chicken drumstick?

Meanwhile, Qin Nuan’s issue wasn’t over; she asked Luo Qianqian to drop the case.