Chapter 174 - Pulling Tricks

Jiang Yingyue stopped in her tracks. She was acutely aware that although the hair extensions were sewed in, if someone pulled too hard, they might go loose or even fall off.

She slowly turned around only to see another young lady holding her hair and pulling on it, her face displaying confusion.

Jiang Yingyue had previously seen this lady together with Yu Xiulan, and she did not need to think twice to know who had put her up to this. The scheme was simply too obvious, and the evil woman's antics so easy to see through.

"What are you doing?" She asked with a voice laced with iciness, the temperature in the hall dropping drastically.

Many were once again observing Jiang Yingyue and this new woman who had thrown herself at her to cause trouble. Although Jiang Yingyue had done nothing wrong, it seemed as if she was a magnet for jealousy and envy, causing many of the people to attack her, not just verbally but also physically.

"Why won't it come off?" The woman tugged at the hair a bit more, and Jiang Yingyue suddenly screamed in pain, exaggerating the situation, making it seem as if the pull had truly caused her damage.

The real situation was that although she had pulled the extensions, it was impossible to pull them off with her feeble strength. She was a lady and had never harmed anyone before, so although she had been coaxed into doing this, she dared not use too much force.

She had never expected that Jiang Yingyue suddenly would cry out in pain, tears brimming in her eyes, and her ample chest heaving as if she was enduring great suffering.

Those who had not already noticed the situation all turned around to look at where the outcry came from, and what met them was a socialite who was pulling on the seemingly innocent Jiang Yingyue by the hair.

Han Qingshan had also looked over, and the moment he saw the situation, an unstoppable cold, and domineering aura swept out from his body. He completely ignored the businesspeople he was talking with and headed towards Jiang Yingyue with large strides.

His usually smiling face held a grave and sinister expression, something that no one had ever seen before, and everyone held their breath in fear of what was going to happen.

"What happened here?" Han Qingshan asked with a low and immensely dangerous voice.

"I don't know her," Jiang Yingyue said aggravated as if she had been bullied, her eyes were big as a doe, her voice trembling slightly.

"I was on my way towards you, and she suddenly grabbed my hair and began tugging at it. It hurts so bad."

Jiang Yingyue was pouting and frowning. She seemed like someone who had truly been wronged, and she was so innocent and adorable that any man at the banquet had the urge to jump out in front of her and protect her, much less Han Qingshan, who was her boyfriend.

The woman was in shock. She had not noticed that Han Qingshan had appeared. Instead, she looked at the hair in her hands.

"Why did it not fall off?" She muttered to herself, but everyone close by could hear it, their faces dropping slightly. Fall off? Was she so sure that she pulled hard enough to rip it off her head?

Only Han Qingshan and Jiang Yingyue knew she had expected it to be a wig. There was only one person who could be behind this, and Han Qingshan had no intention of letting Yu Xiulan go any longer.

She had caused him problems time and time again, and her actions were still as provoking, even after being threatened by Jiang Yingyue.

Han Qingshan had initially been waiting for Jiang Yingyue to deal with it, but now he was not willing to wait anymore. He instantly fished out his phone and dialed Song Liwei's phone number.

Song Liwei had significantly been confused when he received a phone call from his boss at this point in time where Han Qingshan was supposed to be at the charity auction, but he dutifully answered.

"CEO Han, what can I do for you?"

"Release the information to the police, have them come here and take her into custody right away." Han Qingshan's voice was incredibly cold and filled with menace.

Song Liwei was stunned at first. He knew precisely who Han Qingshan was referring to, but he had already been told to keep it sealed for now.

Something had to have happened at the auction for him to make this decision, so he dared not be negligent.

He instantly contacted the police and handed over all the proof that they had against Yu Xiulan. He also emphasized that it was Han Qingshan who was the victim and that he wished for the police to act right away.

The police were no foreigners to Han Qingshan, and thus they quickly dispatched a group of officers to head to the auction in order to deal with Yu Xiulan.

The phone call took less than a minute, and by the time he finished, no one understood what he had planned.

Han Qingshan looked at the young lady who was holding onto Jiang Yingyue's hair, his eyes as cold as a millennium-year-old iceberg.

"What is your name?" Han Qingshan asked, his eyes sweeping over the hair in her hands, and she let go of it in a hurry as if she felt an indescribable pain in her fingers.

"I... I am Dong Jingjing.." Without understanding what had happened, she had already answered the question.