He, a perpetrator, now thinks he's got the right, assaulting a woman in broad daylight—this was the second time he got caught.
Thinking about this, who knows how many women this disgusting guy has defiled before now.
After all, listen to Zhang Mazi's words, each one persistent, women's crown jewels, all phrases hitting the nail on the head, precisely the sore spot of all the village women.
None of us are chaste maidens, and it's not the first time for any to go through such events, but to have the village stir up a scandal, lose face, tarnish reputation.
Even if they really were violated by that thing, Zhang Mazi, those who dare not speak out, because everyone knows, once it's out in the open, it will be a lose-lose situation, nobody wants to pay with their happiness as the price.
Clasping his fists tightly, gritting his teeth as he recalls, these things infuriate Wang Jie.
