Lu Jincheng stood not far away, watching this scene, deliberately refraining from stepping forward to help.
Instead, seeing Li Zhao Di's eyes roll back in her head, he found it amusing and had to suppress a laugh.
Ji Yao deserved to vent her anger, to unleash her rage. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry who dared to cross her deserved this fate—all brought upon by Li Zhao Di herself.
Therefore, he intentionally did not let his men step in to help, even blocking the police.
The police had some connection with him and allowed this scene to unfold.
However, as soon as Li Zhao Di looked like she was about to vomit up bile, he calmly called a stop to it.
"Alright, Miss Ji, please step aside, we now need to take this suspect back with us."
Ji Yao was pulled aside, but she still glared at Liu Yue fiercely, unable to swallow her anger.
Li Zhao Di turned over and vomited immediately, releasing an acrid smell from the heavy, oily, and salty food she had consumed the day before.
"Ew~"