Qin Su twitched his lips, his fist hidden in his sleeve clenching and unclenching repeatedly, afraid that he would lose control and start fighting with her again.
Now he seems to understand that this woman was sent by heaven to annoy him.
He was just having a meal and making a casual remark, how did it suddenly elicit so many complaints from her?
A clash of personalities?
At this moment, he also thought so. He shouldn't have come to Yejun with her at all today. It really made him angry. She was so clueless about romance.
However, he did not deny that his perspective was limited. Although he was scolded and felt uncomfortable, he had no words to refute it.
Just as he was about to say something to make amends, he was interrupted by a pitiful scream.
"Ouch, my back... Why... why did you kick me?"
"So what if I kick you, you poor wretch? If you block my way again, I'll beat you to death, you believe me?"
As the voices rang out, a cocky, spoiled brat stepped out of the crowd, pouting, hands on his hips, and swaggering over to the vendor, then stomped his foot on his chest.
"You're blocking my way, you know that?" the spoiled brat said, stomping his foot hard. His companions behind him burst into laughter, their expressions extremely arrogant.
"…Sir, spare my life, I deserve to die." The vendor was so frightened that his face turned pale. Even with someone stepping on his chest, he didn't dare to argue and could only beg for mercy in grievance.
"You're smart enough to get lost." The playboy sneered, kicked the vendor's basket away, and watched as the contents scattered all over the ground before laughing loudly and leaving.
Qin Su looked at everything before him, his eyes flashing with rage. Before he could make a move, Mo Lan grabbed his arm.
"Why did you stop me?" Qin Su asked, puzzled. Could this woman be so heartless?
"You see, this is the helplessness and reality of ordinary people at the bottom of society. Anyone with a little power can trample on them. If they struggle, things will only get worse. Do you still want to be an ordinary citizen?"
Mo Lan looked at Qin Su with a cold expression and burning eyes.
“They can fight back and earn their dignity… You’re right, they’re afraid because they have no power or influence, but if they’re willing to fight back and let the other side know they’re not to be trifled with, then no one will bother them.”
If you don't even know how to fight for yourself, how can someone help you once and expect them to help you for a lifetime?
Qin Su looked at Mo Lan with a hint of anger in her eyes.
"If he resists and gets crippled, and there's no money for medical treatment, the pillar of the family will fall, and the family will fall apart." Mo Lan didn't care about Qin Su's anger at all. At this time, the man was the pillar of the family, and no mistakes could be tolerated.
"So you're just going to let people trample on you? What's the point of dignity then?" Qin Su stared directly at Mo Lan, equally unyielding.
"Compared to your so-called dignity, family is the most important thing. Endure a moment of anger, and your family will be safe, and life will go on. Besides, what do you think he has to fight back with? Do you think he's like you, able to wipe out a whole bunch of people with a wave of his hand?"
He had nothing but his exhausted body.
Qin Su fell silent. He felt he needed to calm down, afraid he might accidentally strangle her.
"...That's why I had to step in and stop it. This kind of bullying should be punished by everyone."
"How many people are bullied every day? Can you save one, or all of them? You might not only fail to help them, but also bring them retaliation."
After you've done your heroic act, vented your anger, and left, where did those people vent their rage?
Isn't it about finding the source?
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