Bai Cui Cui, as she was being taken away, cursed Wen Ying with malice.
Bai Cui Cui and her mother also became the laughingstock of the neighborhood, the topic of conversation over tea and meals.
After learning that Wen Ying wanted to buy clothes, Zhang Wenliang thought about the shops on the street and immediately dismissed the idea. "Wen Ying, let's go to the city. I don't think the clothes here are suitable for you."
"The bus leaves at six in the evening, which is too short of a time. I'll drive you to the city."
After Zhang Wenliang returned home, he started the family car. Wen Ying sat in the passenger seat, indeed not expecting that this kid, still in school, had already gotten his driver's license.
The entire journey took forty minutes, and then we arrived in the city.
Zhang Wenliang was quite familiar with this place. After all, he had attended high school in the city and would often hang out here after school and during holidays.
"A new mall opened here this year, and it's said that everything inside is very trendy and attracts a lot of people."
They stopped outside the Wanxi Mall, and Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang got out of the car.
I don't know what event is happening in the mall, but there are a lot of people.
The mall has a total of four floors. The first, second, and third floors are for buying clothes, toys, other products, and entertainment. The fourth floor is for dining. The basement level has a supermarket and a food court, while the second basement level is a parking lot.
When Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang walked in, they attracted quite a few gazes.
After all, they were a handsome man and a beautiful woman.
Ahead, there was an indoor rock climbing setup, clearly a temporary installation, but there were also children climbing.
Fifty yuan per session.
Rock climbing alone shouldn't be this lively; there were many people gathered below.
Zhang Wenliang went over to take a look and realized that there was no longer a lottery. Anyone who bought a ticket for the rock climbing event could participate in the draw once.
And the prizes are abundant!
The first prize is an electric scooter worth over two thousand.
The second prize is five hundred yuan in cash.
The third prize is a twenty-bottle pack of laundry detergent.
You can also receive a small gift by adding a WeChat account.
Although most people were just there to watch the commotion, when they saw free items being given away, they gathered around layer by layer, creating a lively scene.
Many people began scanning the code, some even handing their phones directly to the staff to do it for them.
There are five or six types of small gifts available, and those who have finished scanning the code can choose one.
Wen Ying looked on from the side and thought, good grief, is personal information really this worthless nowadays?
The small gift cost at most four or five yuan, but when the staff scanned everyone's phones, the QR codes came one after another, adding up to nearly ten!
He even sent out some group messages, but when you got the phone, you couldn't see what messages had been sent.
Only those who receive the message can see it.
Zhang Wenliang watched this scene, frowning slightly.
But after all, this was a matter of mutual consent, and they couldn't really interfere or say anything about it. They could only say that everyone liked to take advantage of small benefits.
It seems to be the nature of most people.
Just as Wen Ying was about to turn and leave, she saw a man, around forty years old, bald.
He reached out his hand and touched the PG of the girl in the short skirt who was standing in front of him, picking out a gift.
He glanced around nervously, noticing that no one was paying attention to him. He moved closer and gave a squeeze.
"Ahhh! What are you doing?"
The man suddenly felt his feet leave the ground!
The people nearby heard the shout and all turned to look. When they saw a stunningly beautiful woman lifting a man by his collar, they all began to gossip with their eyes and their phones.
"Put me down!" The man felt utterly embarrassed!
"Now you feel ashamed? When you were extending your disgusting, nauseating hand earlier, did you not feel ashamed then? Did you think no one would dare do anything to you? Or did you think the girls would just swallow their anger?"
Zhang Wenliang stood aside, "Well done, Sister Wen Ying!"
Although he didn't see it, if Sister Wen Ying said it, then it must be true!
Originally, he wanted to help Sister Wen Ying, but now he just felt it would be better to obediently remain as an accessory.
"Touch you? Do you have any evidence? Even though you're good-looking, with a personality like yours, even if you were given to me, I wouldn't touch you! If you don't put me down right now, I'm going to call the police and have you arrested!"
The man roared loudly.
"Call the police?" Wen Ying's eyes darted. "Why didn't I think of that? Yes, we should call the police!"
"Don't be afraid, beautiful! When you encounter such scum, you should bravely stand up! We all support you!"
The onlookers began to support Wen Ying, even hurling insults at the balding middle-aged man.
"You, you, you, what are you doing holding my husband! Let him down right now!" A woman ran over from a distance, anxiously staring at Wen Ying and shouting, even reaching out her hand to grab Wen Ying's.
"Wife, please save me!"
Zhang Wenliang stood directly in front of the woman, "Your husband is touching other girls, and you still want to cover for him?"
"You're talking nonsense! My husband would never do such a thing!" The woman speaking was dressed in loose, casual clothes that looked somewhat worn, and her hair was a bit disheveled.
With a wary expression, he stared intently at Zhang Wenliang.
"If you don't let go of my husband, I'll call the police and have you arrested! So many people are watching, why aren't you helping my husband? My husband is a good man!" the woman shouted, on the verge of breaking down.
Wen Ying looked at her, wanting to feel sympathy but not quite managing it.
"I have evidence; he touched other girls, not me."
"Then why are you meddling in other people's business!" The woman seemed on the verge of breaking down.
"Because you're afraid of your husband, you can tolerate him doing these illegal things outside? Think about how many times you've been beaten. And you still plead for him? Your broken arm just healed, right? As a woman, reaching this point, I don't know whether to sympathize with you, pity you, or just watch indifferently. You could clearly report him, so why tolerate it?"
Hearing Wen Ying's words, the onlookers were all stunned.
This is domestic violence!
This woman has long suffered domestic violence from this man, yet she still begs for her husband's mercy?
"You don't understand! Where can I go if I leave him? What about my child?" The woman was somewhat hysterical. "Let him go! I can apologize! Please, let him go!"
Wen Ying watched this scene coldly. Let it go?
Stop dreaming!
"My God, this man is so disgusting and even commits domestic violence. We must call the police!"
Suddenly, a small voice said, "Excuse me, did someone just touch me?" The girl's voice was somewhat low, and she seemed a bit scared facing the situation, but she still bravely stepped forward.
"Dead woman! Save me now!" the man angrily glared at his wife.
The woman, having been kicked like that, lunged directly towards Wen Ying with both hands, but was stopped by someone.
This time, it wasn't Zhang Wenliang who stopped her, but the other onlookers.
"You have hands and feet, why can't you live without him? How much does he earn in a month that makes you so willing to be beaten, have your arm broken, and still continue to serve him?"