The young woman was utterly humiliated in front of everyone, and now, her eyes were filled with malice as she glared at the culprits, Ye Fan and Ye Juanjuan.
A crowd had gathered around, forming a circle as they pointed and whispered among themselves.
The mall’s security guards showed up but didn’t take immediate action; they stood by the side.
The mall manager, a man in his thirties, said nothing. He had some knowledge of the young woman; she had some background as she was a VIP customer of the mall. Anyone daring to beat her must have a significant background, too. Therefore, neither he nor the guards acted rashly; instead, they planned to leave the issue to the police, fearing to get themselves burnt.
After Ye Fan kicked the young woman, not only did the women with her call the police, but the mall staff also called them.
Not far away, Zhang Lu and Shen Tingting were also shopping and happened to witness the scene clearly.
"That guy is really fearless, even hitting a woman," Zhang Lu didn’t know what had happened, but she vividly remembered the scene of Ye Fan kicking the young woman and Ye Juanjuan making a big deal. Yet she chose to overlook it and rather watched Ye Fan, who was fully laden with shopping bags, mumbling to herself, "Ye Juanjuan really acts like a little girl, but Ye Fan, doting on his sister , is it really okay?"
"He isn’t the Terminator; he can’t be the Terminator. Our suspicions must be wrong." In Shen Tingting’s mind, a figure roared vehemently. How ridiculous, the world’s legend, the myth of the dark forces, couldn’t possibly be this man before her. Looking at Ye Fan, such thoughts became entrenched in her mind.
The two women approached Ye Fan. Zhang Lu knew Ye Juanjuan, while Shen Tingting was meeting her in person for the first time. She had thorough intelligence on Ye Juanjuan, and after exchanging meaningful greetings with her, she looked at Ye Fan and jokingly said, "Hello, Mr. Ye, we’ve formally met twice already. Surely, you haven’t forgotten me, right? I’m really surprised, Mr. Ye, you have such a gentlemanly demeanor, treating your sister so well that everyone is green with envy."
"Miss Shen." Ye Fan greeted.
"I thought Mr. Ye might not remember me." Shen Tingting said with a smile.
"Not possible." Ye Fan responded.
"Ye Fan, I never thought you’d be so diligent as a laborer." Zhang Lu quipped, her lips twitching.
Ye Fan responded with a nonchalant expression, his willing demeanor leaving Zhang Lu speechless.
"Juanjuan, what happened?" Zhang Lu inquired, "What got you so upset? What did that woman do to Ye Fan?"
"That shameless bitch, out of nowhere, said she wanted to keep my brother. She really picked the wrong day to get beaten up without checking the Chinese almanac." Ye Juanjuan whispered.
"Haha, I’m dying of laughter." Zhang Lu clutched her stomach, breaking into laughter. She couldn’t imagine what expression Ye Fan had at that moment, but she could certainly guess it was something special. She respectfully bowed toward Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, you’re not even exceptionally good-looking, yet so popular. But what’s surprising is, you didn’t kick that woman to death."
Indeed, judging from Zhang Lu’s understanding of Ye Fan, merely gifting that young woman a kick was truly merciful.
"Schadenfreude." Ye Juanjuan glared at Zhang Lu in dissatisfaction.
Zhang Lu affectionately hooked Ye Juanjuan’s shoulders, chuckling, "No wonder it made you angry. But, I must say, that woman’s thinking is really ****** bizarre; I have no idea what she was thinking."
"Pfft." Shen Tingting pursed her lips, holding back a laugh, unable to help but murmur, "Really interesting."
Soon, the police arrived, led by a square-faced man. The battered young woman rushed to complain, "Uncle-in-law, it’s that guy and that girl who beat me. There are so many people here who can testify for me."
"Okay, I understand. I’ll help you get justice." The square-faced man’s expression darkened as he walked toward Ye Fan.
"Bastard, wait until you’re in the station, I’ll make you suffer." The young woman thought maliciously. But next, her expression froze, stunned because her uncle-in-law respectfully walked toward Ye Fan with a bowed stance.
"Now, that man and woman are in trouble." Someone around whispered.
"Commander, Miss Shen, what? You both are here too?" The square-faced man licked his lips with a smile, respectfully speaking.
He was now scared to death. How could he not know about Zhang Lu and Shen Tingting? The organization had orders — these two women’s orders could directly represent the organization. The police behind him didn’t know this top-secret information; however, he was precisely qualified to know the situation.
So, thinking that these two principals knew the perpetrators, he nearly hated the young woman who caused him such trouble.
"What’s this all about? The script isn’t played , is it?" Not only did the square-faced man’s police companions sutter, but the bystanders around were equally dumbfounded.
Shen Tingting glanced at the square-faced man without any indication.
Zhang Lu impatiently said, "That woman is your relative, right? Take her back to the station for questioning."
She kept an eye on the situation with the square-faced man and the young woman. Such a small matter, she’d naturally handle it for Ye Fan.
"Alright!" The square-faced man replied in a heavy tone; he didn’t dare hesitate at all and could only obey the orders.
"Thanks." Ye Fan gratefully looked at Zhang Lu.
"Oh, come on, thanks for nothing. I’m afraid those few policemen would end up semi-paralyzed if you were to handle it. If I hadn’t come across this matter, they’d be left to their fate. But since I ran into it, I wouldn’t let you make a move, as we’re all part of the organization, lending them a helping hand isn’t much." Zhang Lu said bitterly.
She knew Ye Fan could do anything; not to mention hitting the police, he seemed to dare hit even the Father of Heaven.
Assaulting the police — a joke. In Ye Fan’s eyes, there probably wasn’t such a concept.
"Who exactly is he?" The square-faced man looked at Ye Fan, his heart pounding like a drum. If Zhang Lu was so courteous to him, surely he was someone of great background.
He almost wanted to thank Zhang Lu endlessly because if she weren’t here, based on what Zhang Lu said, wouldn’t he have faced a calamity?
"We won’t disturb you all any longer. I’ll take my leave first." The square-faced man wiped the cold sweat from his brow and walked away. The few policemen around him felt like they were dreaming, but they all understood one thing: those people with Ye Fan were definitely not someone they could afford to provoke.
"Big shots." The crowd was in an uproar.