Qiao Zhen's eyes widened, and she shouted in a raised voice, "Shut up!"
The brat was so frightened that he choked on his sobs. He looked at Qiao Zhen with a half-crying expression, but his eyes were still fierce. It seemed that if he could beat her, he would definitely pounce on her and beat her up.
This is a typical example of how a bully is raised.
He was still a child, so Qiao Zhen certainly couldn't let him off the hook. She said, word by word, "Apologize to me!"
The woman couldn't bear to see the brat suffer. She frowned, her expression turning sharp and cutting. Just moments before, she had only been verbally harsh; now, her expression was equally so. "Consider this money as giving money to a beggar. If you don't take it, you'll have nothing left."
Qiao Zhen mimicked her disdainful look, "Who cares? You think you're richer than a country just because you have a little bit of money? I want you to apologize!"
She was aggressive. To be honest, the words "forced to feel stifled" didn't exist in Qiao Zhen's dictionary, unless she willingly felt stifled.
The woman pointed at the passersby around her, her expression menacing: "What are you looking at?!"
The little rascal, inexperienced in such situations, used to getting his way at home. Now, outside in front of a crowd, he was terrified. "Mommy, I'm scared, waaaaaah..."
The woman, as if she had gained a boost, retorted, "You've scared the child to tears, what more do you want?!"
Some onlookers also advised Qiao Zhen, "Let it go, he's just a child."
What bizarre values!
"Shut up!" She interrupted the chatter around her, launching into a morally scathing attack on the woman. "Whose child can stay a child forever? Judging by this parent's attitude, he'll grow up to be a disgrace! Isn't he just taking advantage of being a child to act so recklessly? Let him learn the harsh realities of society early on! He has no manners at all. If he had bumped into a pregnant woman today, it would have been a double tragedy! Which of you doesn't have a pregnant woman in your family? Which of you hasn't had one?!"
After this round of questioning, no one dared to refute it. Every family had had a pregnant woman before; otherwise, how could they have sprung from a crack in a rock?
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the woman took the unruly child and tried to leave, but the child stubbornly insisted, "I'm not going to argue with an ill-mannered brat like you!"
Qiao Zhen grabbed her bag and started hitting him. She had practiced Sanda, Taekwondo, and Tai Chi, but today she was going to cause a scene like a shrew! "Why are you running?!"
The crowd dispersed, mimicking the movements of birds and beasts.
Upon hearing Qiao Zhen's voice, An Zhao panicked and tried to grope his way over, but there were many people around, and Qiao Zhen's voice drifted through the crowd to An Zhao's ears. He tried to grope his way over, but was pushed aside by the crowd. "Zhenzhen..."
He couldn't see or hear anything, nor could he squeeze through the crowd to find Qiao Zhen.
Soon, a small circle formed around An Zhao. Most of the people around An Zhao said things like, "He's blind, he can't see, it's a pity he's so good-looking."
As Qiao Zhen was fighting, she caught a glimpse of the small circle next door out of the corner of her eye. Through the gaps between the people, she could see An Zhao squatting on the ground! She had just left An Zhao alone on the bench and lost her temper, forgetting to control her time! One second she promised him she wouldn't let go of his hand, and the next second she forgot her promise and let go of his hand.
She spat fiercely, "Consider yourself lucky." Qiao Zhen slung her bag over her shoulder, pushed through the crowd, and squatted down beside An Zhao, placing her arms around his back to comfort him. "Zhao Zhao, I'm sorry, I just..." she let out a breath through gritted teeth, "It's all my fault."
An Zhao stretched out her arms and hugged her waist tightly, crying and whispering, "Zhenzhen."
One cry after another broke Qiao Zhen's heart. She patted An Zhao's back and said, "Don't cry, don't cry. It's all my fault. I swear I will never let you go again."
Right now, An Zhao was just a boy who couldn't hide his emotions; his attitude was all written on his face, filled with panic and fear. "Good Zhao Zhao," he said, his voice trembling as he spoke, his own voice breaking with tears.
An Zhao held onto Qiao Zhen's slender waist and sobbed for a long time. More and more pedestrians surrounded them, but Qiao Zhen had no mood to pay attention to them. She just wanted to comfort An Zhao.
She rubbed her face against An Zhao's cheek. "It's all my fault. I just..." She had just lost her temper and didn't want to let that brat get away with it, so she went to get revenge. Who knew she would actually make herself so angry, which is why things are like this now. How could she possibly say that?
An Zhao had no intention of listening to Qiao Zhen's explanation. He said in a choked voice, "I want to go home."
Qiao Zhen helped him up. "Okay, let's go home." She immediately hailed a taxi. After she and An Zhao got into the car, Qiao Zhen gave the taxi driver the address and then called Uncle Wang to tell him that they had gone home early. "Wash your face."
She took out a tissue from her bag and helped An Zhao wipe his face covered in smears. "Please forgive me, okay?"
An Zhao replied in a low voice, "Mm."
Qiao Zhen knew that he had only forgiven him on the surface, but he was still holding a grudge in his heart. After all, he was her lover, and she knew his personality very well.
After returning to the An family home, An Zhao remained silent after being led into the bedroom by Qiao Zhen, adopting a strategy of cold violence against Qiao Zhen. At first, Qiao Zhen could coax him gently, but as time went on, she didn't know what to say anymore.
She didn't even get an apology, and she's offended An Zhao too. What terrible thing did she do today?!
"Hmph!" Qiao Zhen sat in her room doing her homework, and couldn't help but hum as she wrote. She had forgotten to apply medicine after she came back, and the wound had become a little inflamed. She was used to being rough, so she let it scab over and then fall apart.
Qiao Zhen: [Take good care of An Zhao.]
Chu Chu: [Okay.]
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