Wu Xiuer cursed like a shrew, attracting the attention of customers and sales assistants, and soon a circle formed around them, whispering and pointing.
"Juanjie is in trouble again, the gossip is starting to bite people again." The sales assistants around looked at Wu Xiuer angrily. Gossip was the nickname they privately gave Wu Xiuer, but their expressions were filled with worry as they looked at Ye Juanjuan. They clearly knew that Wu Xiuer's difficulties would certainly embarrass Ye Juanjuan.
Ye Juanjuan raised her chin and glared at Wu Xiuer, loudly saying, "The customer is king, that's our service philosophy. You maliciously slander a customer; do you have any professional ethics left? Apologize to this gentleman immediately, or I won't let you off the hook."
"You bumpkin, you dare criticize me? I've suspected you for a long time, flirting with some beggar, and you get unhappy when I criticize you. You little slut, pretending to be noble all the time, why are you defending him? Is he your old flame? If you don't apologize publicly, I will make sure you can't handle the consequences."
Wu Xiuer cursed both Ye Fan and Ye Juanjuan, examining the two with an air of superiority.
"You're the slut, your whole family are sluts." Ye Juanjuan was very angry and felt extremely aggrieved.
"How dare you insult me? I'll beat you to death, you little bitch." Wu Xiuer was used to being domineering and couldn't tolerate Ye Juanjuan's words. She aggressively took two steps forward, raising her hand to slap Ye Juanjuan.
"Now Juanjie is in for it. Why doesn't heaven strike this gossip with lightning?" The sales assistants who were good friends with Ye Juanjuan began to curse.
Ye Juanjuan was taken aback, unprepared for Wu Xiuer's actions.
The sales assistants around closed their eyes; they didn't want to see Ye Juanjuan being hit.
As Wu Xiuer's palm was about to land on Ye Juanjuan's face, something suddenly flashed before her eyes.
Wu Xiuer's hand instantly drooped.
Ye Fan had intervened; he didn't bother much with Wu Xiuer's harshness, as it wasn't worth engaging with such a woman. However, he couldn't just stand by when Wu Xiuer laid hands on Ye Juanjuan.
Ye Fan casually picked up a small cardboard box from beside him and, with slight force, hit Wu Xiuer's wrist hard with it.
Wu Xiuer froze for a moment, feeling waves of pain, and screamed hysterically.
"Well done!" said someone nearby in applause.
"You dare hit me? You actually dare hit me?" Wu Xiuer widened her eyes in disbelief. She never imagined that a shabby, poor fool in her eyes would dare lay hands on her.
"Hitting you? I'm scared I'd dirty my hands." Ye Fan tossed the small cardboard box aside.
"Bastard, I'll fight you to the death." Wu Xiuer was furious, swinging her arms and reaching for Ye Fan's face with her long nails that would certainly leave bloody marks.
"Get out!" Ye Fan said coldly, letting out this one word.
Wu Xiuer was instantly dumbfounded. The word "get out" carried a chilling coldness that grew in her heart, and instantly, she felt as though she was in a chilling environment, enveloped by a terrifying aura. She was scared silly.
Ye Fan's coldness was directed solely at Wu Xiuer; no one else noticed anything unusual.
"The gossip actually peed herself, haha."
"That gentleman casually scolded, and it scared the gossip into wetting herself, how satisfying."
"The gossip cares so much about face, now she's embarrassed to the extreme. Let's see how arrogant she can be in the future."
"The gossip is even more of a paper tiger than a paper tiger. No need to fear her anymore."
Joyful discussions arose.
Ye Juanjuan looked bewilderedly at this scene. She glanced at Wu Xiuer's sorry state, and then at Ye Fan's stern demeanor. She felt extremely gratified inside, and without knowing why, she instinctively cast a grateful look toward Ye Fan.
Suddenly, she squatted on the ground and cried, burying her head.
A bald man in his fifties hurried over; he was Manager Wu, Wu Xiuer's uncle.
"Uncle, this little beast bullied me," Wu Xiuer angrily pointed at Ye Fan.
"How did he bully you?" Manager Wu asked patiently.
"He hit me, and look at this."
Seeing the state of his niece, Manager Wu's anger soared, and he shouted, "Kid, don't you know where you are? Is this a place for you to act out? Dressed like a beggar and daring to bully my niece, are you tired of living?"
"Manager, it was your niece who insulted the customer first. This gentleman did nothing; it was your niece who wet herself. I can testify, and if you don't believe it, you can check the surveillance video." Ye Juanjuan confidently argued.
"Get lost; this has nothing to do with you." Manager Wu directly ignored Ye Juanjuan.
With a sinister look, he fixed his eyes on Ye Fan, fiercely saying, "You rascal, you'll be in jail soon. Causing trouble in my domain, after the security breaks your legs, we'll send you to the police station for reform."
After threatening, Manager Wu started shouting, "Where are the security guards? Get over here immediately."
"This is bad, Manager Wu has connections with the police; that guy is in trouble."
"Sigh, with Manager Wu's background, who can do anything to him?"
"Remember last time, someone flattered Wu Xiuer and got punished by Manager Wu? I heard that guy's legs were broken and he was in the hospital for days."
Such discussions arose among the crowd, especially among those familiar with the inside story, the sales assistants. They admired Ye Fan for teaching Wu Xiuer a lesson but couldn't help worrying that he might encounter misfortune.
"Sir, you should leave quickly. A gentleman never mounts a dangerous course." Ye Juanjuan urgently cautioned.
"It's okay, don't worry about me," Ye Fan casually replied.
"Don't put on an air of calm in front of me; soon you'll know whether this is serious or not. If you think you can run, you better give up that idea. In my territory, even if you had wings, you're not escaping." Manager Wu scolded indignantly.
Suddenly, the security guards arrived.
Ye Juanjuan was worried sick, concerned for Ye Fan's safety.