Chen Wei followed the sound and saw a young girl about seventeen or eighteen dressed in a sky-blue long dress with cascading hair over her shoulders being harassed by three men.
From the behavior of the security guards and the lobby manager, who pretended not to see the incident, it was clear that these three had some significant clout.
"Beauty, don't be so absolute with your words," one of the men said. "Come with me, and I guarantee you'll be comfortable."
"You think we don't have enough people? If necessary, I can call more, but…" he said with a sly grin, eyeing her up and down, "I'm afraid your delicate body might not be able to handle it."
"Are you done talking?" the girl asked with a sharp look in her eyes, "If you've finished, then get lost!"
It was hard to imagine such a commanding presence could come from someone her age.
"Feisty! I like..." Before he could finish, the man couldn't dodge in time as the girl kicked hard between his legs.
