Haishi Duli Plaza!
This is the second most bustling area in Haishi!
Wei Hong's henchmen turned pale.
He rushed over and quickly helped Wei Hong up.
Now her cleaning job in the family compound is ruined, because she was the one who asked Wei Hong to come out for dinner today.
The mayor's wife will only blame herself for what happened today, and will definitely not blame her niece.
Wei Hong lay on the ground, clutching her churning stomach, her makeup instantly ruined.
After the pain subsided, she looked up and saw a group of people gathered around them, watching the spectacle.
There was also a girl next to the handsome guy.
Who kicked her?
Looking around, she was unsure.
"Bai Li, did you see who kicked me?"
"It's that woman in the plaid shirt, it's her!"
Bai Li's fingers trembled as she tried to divert Wei Hong's anger.
"Did you kick me, you bitch?" she roared angrily. "You don't want to live anymore!"
This sound brought Situ Ming back to his senses.
"I am only fifteen years old, in the prime of my life. Even if you don't want to live, I will live."
Wei Hong endured the pain and got up, straightening her clothes. She felt like her internal organs were burning, and she was in excruciating pain.
To be honest, she had never suffered such a loss before. Who would dare to let the mayor's wife's niece suffer a loss?
She's always been the one who acts domineeringly and takes advantage of others.
How could she possibly swallow this insult?
"I'll beat you to death, you damn bitch! What right do you have to hit me?"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "Nonsense! Do I need a reason to hit you?"
Situ Ming spoke up at the right moment, "He even tried to take my fruit, and he insisted on giving it to me even when I refused."
She seemed increasingly aggrieved as she spoke, "I told her it was for my friend, but she didn't believe me and asked me where my friend was from."
People around started pointing and whispering.
Wei Hong: ? ? ?
When did this person say that?
Bai Li said timidly, "Hong Hong, let's go! They seem very powerful."
As she spoke, she shrank back slightly. She had to make Engineer Wei vent his anger today, otherwise she would be the one to suffer.
What's this move called again?
Hate transference!
It would have been better if she hadn't said that; how could Wei Hong possibly listen to her and let it go?
He shoved his bag into Bai Li's arms and rushed forward, ready to tear into Zhao Xiaoyue.
Mr. Zhao was filled with the young man's aggrieved accusations.
She looked at Wei Hong dangerously. This shameless toad spirit actually stole her little brother's fruit?
If I don't show up in time, will I still bully others?
Wei Hong stood in front of Zhao Xiaoyue. "Do you know who I am?"
A hand was already raised, its target: Zhao Xiaoyue's face!
"I don't care where you came from, what kind of garlic or scallion you are!"
A small fist meets a slap.
A slap hitting a fist is really like an egg hitting a stone.
Splat!
Egg, shattered to pieces!
The stone remained completely still!
Mr. Zhao wiped his hands, "They're so dirty, they ruined my nails."
"ah!"
Wei Hong let out a scream, her voice cracking.
The onlookers all stepped back; this little girl had studied martial arts.
"My aunt is the mayor's wife, you filthy bitch, you slut, I'm going to send you to jail! You just wait!"
Wei Hong covered her trembling hands and glared fiercely at Situ Ming and Zhao Xiaoyue.
"I will make you pay the price!"
"Hehehehehe!"
Dealing with young girls like this is a piece of cake for Mr. Zhao; his main tactic is to infuriate them so much that they can't do anything about it.
Inner monologue: There are a lot of people around today, and there's even a handsome guy here, so I'll let you off the hook for now. I'll let you off the hook for now, but if we meet again in the future, I'll make sure you get what's coming to you.
She was making faces and provoking people.
"Come on! Come on! I'm not afraid of you! You little green onion growing out of nowhere!"
Situ Ming hugged the fruit in his arms tightly, his eyes sparkling with laughter. President Zhao looked like a foxtail grass swaying in the wind.
It's fluffy and so cute!
"You, you just wait!"
Wei Hong, furious, was helped away by Bai Li.
Mr. Zhao snorted, "You think I'll just wait? You're so spoiled!"
"Hey, everyone disperse, everyone disperse, go do what you were doing. Why are you all meddling in this little girls' squabble? Go away, everyone disperse! Come on, little brother!"
The crowd dispersed, and she pulled Situ Ming forward.
He also shared his experience, saying, "If you ever encounter someone like this, remember to stay far away from them. Otherwise, you'll be like a leech; once you get bitten, you'll never be able to shake them off."
Situ Ming smiled, "Isn't there still you, this grain of salt?"
Mr. Zhao glared at him. "Hey, you're the one who should be saying that. How could someone as cute as me be associated with salt?"
Then she pursed her lips and shook her head, "I told you you're a straight man, you don't even know how to compliment someone, you probably won't even be able to find a wife in the future, sigh, it's worrying!"
"Hehe, hehe!"
With his hands behind his back, President Zhao walked beside Situ Ming and said, "What are you laughing at? I'm serious."
"You don't need to worry about that. Maybe they've already found it?" He glanced at the little girl.
Inner monologue: Isn't it already right in front of me?
Mr. Zhao exclaimed "Holy crap!" and stood frozen in shock.
Xiao Xing's eyes widened. "When did this happen?"
Then, as if she knew exactly what was going on, she said, "Oh, I know, it was a high school classmate? The kind where it was love at first sight!"
It doesn't look like it based on his expression.
Mr. Zhao guessed mysteriously, "Is it the childhood sweetheart next door? Or a marriage arranged between families of equal social standing?"
Situ Ming shoved the fruit he was holding into Zhao Xiaoyue's arms, "Alright, alright, hurry up and eat the fruit, it cost me over four hundred yuan!"
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