Grandma Jian pressed her lips together. "A gold lock like this can be custom-made in lots of copies."
"I've worn this one since I was a child. Is there some problem with it?"
Zhang Mingyue asked with a puzzled look. Just then, her parents came hurrying over; seeing so many people surrounding their daughter, they were so frightened they froze in place, not daring to move. But if you looked closely, you could see the crazed greed and excitement in their eyes, the ugliness of human nature.
"Mom, Dad!" Zhang Mingyue looked like she'd finally found someone to rely on. She stood up and threw herself into her parents' arms. "You're finally here. They took my gold lock, and they had a bunch of security guards hold me down. I was really scared."
Father Zhang put on a posture of standing up for his daughter and looked over at the Jian Family, fulminating,
"Who are you people? What do you want to do to my daughter?"
Obviously, they'd already gotten into character too.
