Across from him in the booth, a young man in his twenties sat decked out in branded fashion, exuding an unruly demeanor.
"Let her get up by herself!" the young man said with a proud look on his face.
The Tea Server named Xiao Ting, biting her silver teeth, tears swirling in her eyes, still tried to get up with determination.
However, after several attempts, she failed to rise.
There was a footprint on her white chiffon skirt.
The young man had not only slapped her but also kicked her in the abdomen.
The kick was so forceful that she couldn't get up at all.
Seeing the Tea Server's struggle, many people just watched but dared not help.
Su Chen stood up.
However, Xiao Die and Xiao Yu quickly gestured to him with their eyes.
The meaning was for him not to help.
