"Bad news, Ying's in trouble!"
The waiter's voice was filled with urgency.
In their recent interactions, Ying had always been responsible for serving dishes to Xiao Yi's group, and she was quite familiar with the waiter.
The waiter genuinely liked the poor, sensible, and adorable young girl. Additionally, Xiao Yi's generous tips had made the waiter pay extra attention to them.
Just now, he heard a commotion outside. When he went to check, he discovered Ying was in trouble and rushed back to report.
Xiao Yi yanked open the door and looked at the waiter: "What happened to Ying?"
Yue Shanchuan and Little Lin behind him also glared menacingly, staring at him with eyes filled with a cold intent to kill.
The waiter inhaled sharply and quickly said, "Yi-, Ying seems to have had a conflict with someone while buying flowers outside. Now they're giving her trouble. You should go take a look…"
The three of them flashed out and ran towards the outside.
The waiter inhaled sharply, his eyes showing a trace of shock: "Damn, such fast speed..."
On the street outside the tavern.
Ying clenched the hem of her clothes, holding back tears, and forced a stiff smile on her face as she weakly looked at the glamorous woman in front of her: "Big, big sister…"
The glamorous woman slapped her across the face. Seeing Ying's swollen cheek, it was clear this wasn't the first slap. Ying didn't dare make a sound, just bowed her head even lower.
The glamorous woman snorted coldly, her thick makeup unable to hide the signs of age on her face: "Little wretch, so young and yet up to no good, stealing from others. Who knows which shameless parent birthed you, a wild girl raised without a mother's guidance..."
"I'm sorry, it's all Ying's fault, all my fault…" Ying kept apologizing and begging for forgiveness.
She didn't even know what she did wrong.
She had just bought flowers on the street and was hurrying back to the inn, eager to give them to Little Lin and Yue Shanchuan as soon as they woke up.
She accidentally bumped into the middle-aged man with a fat face beside the glamorous woman.
Ying was wearing the new clothes Xiao Yi had bought her to celebrate Little Lin's recovery, looking quite pretty. This caught the middle-aged man's eye, who immediately grabbed her and started groping her.
The glamorous woman caught them in the act.
The middle-aged man turned the tables, claiming Ying seduced him.
The glamorous woman started hitting Ying, trampled her flowers, and slapped her dozens of times.
"Humph, do you think simply knowing your mistake is enough? Crawl under my legs right now and bark like a dog, then I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll have someone sell you to a brothel today!" The woman's malicious face perfectly illustrated the ancient saying, "The viper's tongue and the wasp's sting mean little; the most poisonous is a wicked woman's heart."
Ying trembled all over.
She had nearly been sold to a brothel by her father before, and hearing those words made her tremble with fear.
Fear flickered in her eyes.
Meanwhile, the middle-aged man's eyes glittered; such a lovely girl sold to a brothel meant he could frequent it often. With this thought, the middle-aged man egged on: "That's right, she must be sold to a brothel. Such a young age and already seducing men on the streets. If not for my wife's beauty, my unwavering devotion to her, your little act just now might've seduced my soul away..."
The glamorous woman glared at him fiercely.
The surrounding crowd also chimed in, "Flirting with men in the street, this is the fate of being born in a brothel!"
"Better send her to the brothel, so she won't flirt with other people's men outside..."
"Such a woman should be drowned in a pig cage, she can't get off so easily..."
The onlookers were eager for a spectacle and began to speak one after another.
Little Ying was already scared pale, forcing back tears in her eyes and a strained smile on her face, "Big sister, please don't sell Little Ying to the brothel. Little Ying is wrong, Little Ying will do whatever you say now, just don't sell me to the brothel..."
Little Ying, with a thud, knelt on the ground and began to crawl towards the glamorous woman's crotch.
Little Ying had barely crawled halfway through,
when the glamorous woman suddenly sat down with a thump, crushing Little Ying's petite body to the ground. The pain caused Little Ying to grimace, but the glamorous woman revealed a ferocious smile, "Everyone's right, how can we let you off so easily? Now, carry me around this street twice, and while you crawl, shout that you are a whore, and I'll let you go!"
Little Ying's face contorted with pain.
The glamorous woman was nearly as big as a pig and pressed down on her with her full weight, leaving Little Ying struggling to breathe.
But Ying dared not cry.
Every time she cried at home, her father would beat her even more viciously.
Even when beaten, she could only smile through it.
Little Ying, trembling in her hands and feet, managed to lift her body slightly and took a few deep breaths, before continuing to crawl forward. However, the weight of the glamorous woman on her back was too great, repeatedly pressing Little Ying to the ground.
Little Ying gasped for breath.
She struggled to drag the glamorous woman forward, her pitiable state becoming the subject of jokes among the onlookers, "You definitely don't want to give birth to a daughter —she'd lose all her reputation for life!"
"So young and yet so indiscreet!"
"Hey, didn't you tell her to crawl and shout that she's a whore? She hasn't shouted that yet..."
Someone instigated from the sidelines, further encouraging the glamorous woman who, filled with zest, slapped Little Ying hard on the bottom and gritted her teeth, "Shout it out, say your whole family are whores..."
The fat-eared middle-aged man gazed at Little Ying's propped-up bottom.
He couldn't help but rub his hands together and with a gaping smile said, "Madam, your hands are far too precious to strike this wild girl. How about this: let your husband do the hitting for you, just like the times I drove the carriage for you, would that be alright?"
"You old lecher, don't think I don't know what you're up to."
The glamorous woman gave the man a fierce stare. She understood her husband's mind all too well, but recalling the praise he had given her just before, she said grumpily, "Fine, since you've been quite sensible today, I'll let you do the hitting!"
The middle-aged man chuckled, rubbing his hands together in anticipation of the feeling he might enjoy after he had finished smacking her.
His gaze fixed on Little Ying's bottom, his crimson tongue licked his lips, revealing a look of greed and eagerness, "This young girl has quite a firm bottom; I wonder what it feels like to touch it—heh heh..."
Just as his palm was about to land on Little Ying's body, a roar like thunder blasting through the sky resounded throughout the entire street, "Touch her, and I'll annihilate your entire family!"
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