Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Vulnerable Groups
The crowd saw Huang Mao arguing with the woman and mostly sympathized with him, after all, he was a beggar, an underprivileged person.
But when they found out that Huang Mao had actually stolen from the woman, they looked down on him with disdain. You have hands and feet, being a beggar is already shaful enough.
Now you’re even stealing other people’s things, truly shaless, you deserve to be a beggar!
Facing everyone’s accusations, Huang Mao felt imnse grievance and shouted, “I only took a few buns, does that count as stealing?”
The bystanders, who initially stood on the moral high ground and criticized Huang Mao, were stunned. He didn’t steal the girl’s valuables but just took a few buns? Could it be that this beggar was simply starving?
And this girl too, he just took a few buns, is it necessary to shout and make such a fuss?
The girl saw the crowd’s stance shift instantly, and she furrowed her brows and scolded, “What are you all doing? What are you doing? Stealing buns isn’t stealing?”
An elderly lady standing at the doorway advised, “Girl, he’s probably starved, right? It’s just a few buns, how big of a deal is it? Just let it go!”
“Let it go? Who are you? Do you have a say here? You old hag!” The girl beca increasingly angry seeing the old lady speak up for Huang Mao and started to hurl abuse.
The onlookers at the restaurant entrance beca even angrier seeing the girl verbally attacking an elderly person.
“The world is getting worse! How can such a kind girl be so vicious?” a refined old gentleman sighed.
The people around the old gentleman also began to criticize the girl, and Huang Mao, seeing so many people standing up for him, was sowhat moved.
Tears welled up in his eyes, his nose tingled a bit, and tears uncontrollably fell. It turned out that being cared for by strangers could be so warm!
Seeing him cry, the crowd felt even more sympathy for him and furiously shouted, “You girl, you’re really too an!”
The girl did not expect her few words to arouse public anger; a hint of fear flashed in her eyes as she wanted to slip away.
Although Huang Mao was moved by the crowd’s generosity, he still had the heart of wanting to be a bully. How could he let it slide when he had been humiliated?
“Miss, you need to apologize to , you can’t just leave like this!” Huang Mao said politely, mimicking a gentleman in a movie.
The crowd found his request reasonable and also chid in, “Yes, you should apologize, you can’t let people suffer unjustly!”
“Don’t be too much! If this continues, I’ll call the police! Move aside!” The girl was completely flustered and shouted.
Just as she was feeling lost and uneasy, she saw the manager of the 4S shop walking towards the restaurant.
The manager pushed through the noisy crowd, walked to the girl’s side, and held her waist, asking concernedly, “Little Wang, what’s wrong?”
The girl saw the manager coming and imdiately regained her usual arrogance, pretending to be weak and whining, “Manager—they’re bullying !”
The 4S shop manager, being one of the wealthy in the county, always looked down on these common folks.
Seeing these troubleso people daring to surround his beloved, he furiously scolded, “All of you get the hell out of here, don’t ask for trouble!”
The onlookers, although righteous, were also timid and saw this man being so fierce, they hesitated.
As bystanders, offering a word of help was already comndable, but they couldn’t risk retaliation for a beggar, right?
Everyone retreated, except for the refined old gentleman who stood his ground and sternly said, “Miss, please apologize to this young man!”
The manager saw the old gentleman unmoved and demanded an apology to a beggar and beca even angrier. How dare this old man not put him in his eyes?
The manager stepped forward a few steps, pointed his finger at the old gentleman, and cursed, “Old man, do you have a death wish?”
Leaned against the utility pole, Wu Xiaoyu saw the manager being so rude to the old gentleman, and afraid he might get violent, quickly got up and shouted, “Stop!”
The crowd turned to look, seeing a young man in his twenties stride forward with righteous indignation.
The manager and Little Wang saw Wu Xiaoyu suddenly appear and beca slightly uneasy. They had offended him inadvertently last ti, was he here for revenge?
“Mr… Mr. Wu, are you just passing by?” The manager walked up to Wu Xiaoyu, ingratiatingly smiling.
Huang Mao, seeing Wu Xiaoyu approaching, was about to greet him but was stopped by Wu Xiaoyu’s look and stood in place, watching his performance.
“I’m just passing by, is there a problem?” Wu Xiaoyu said, feigning ignorance.
The crowd, seeing Wu Xiaoyu step forward, thought he was going to uphold justice, but found out he knew this fierce-looking man, feeling sowhat disappointed.
The manager, relieved to hear Wu Xiaoyu say he was just passing by, pulled him aside, smiling fawningly, “Mr. Wu… Mr. Wu, can I treat you to a al?”
The old gentleman standing in front of them cast a disappointed glance at Wu Xiaoyu and continued to say to the manager, “Please have this lady apologize!”
The manager, seeing the old gentleman persistent, felt an imnse rage but dared not be too blatant with Wu Xiaoyu present, so he bluffed,
“Old gentleman, you don’t understand the situation, please don’t ddle. You’re quite old, better go ho!”
Wu Xiaoyu, seeing this, feigned confusion and asked, “What happened here? Can you briefly explain?”
The old gentleman reassessed Wu Xiaoyu, seeing his clean-cut appearance, and replied, “This girl falsely accused this young man of stealing, I hope she can apologize to him!”
Wu Xiaoyu then looked at Huang Mao, feigning shock, “Young… Young Master Huang? How did you end up like this?”
The onlookers, hearing Wu Xiaoyu calling the beggar Young Master Huang, were dumbfounded. What was going on?
Wasn’t he a beggar? How did he beco a young master? Did he have a hobby of pretending to be a beggar? The rich were just too bizarre nowadays!
The manager and Little Wang, hearing the term ‘Young Master Huang,’ looked at Huang Mao, astonished and increasingly fearful.
Wu Xiaoyu being Bai Yun’s friend, if he called soone young master, he must be of high status, could they have unwittingly offended another big shot?
Huang Mao, hearing Wu Xiaoyu calling him Young Master Huang, was also bewildered, scratching his head. He had already fallen into a beggar, where was he a young master?
Even before offending those two nobles, he was just a petty thug, not deserving of the title young master.
Moreover, he wasn’t even surnad Huang!
Seeing the scene before him, he figured Wu Xiaoyu knew this pair of scoundrel lovers, could it be that Wu Xiaoyu was mocking him because of them?
Huang Mao scratched his head, hesitating whether to step forward and apologize to the girl.
Just when Huang Mao was about to speak, Wu Xiaoyu quickly stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder, and exclaid, “Young Master Huang, how did you end up like this?”
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