The next day, Yu Minglang helplessly discovered 100 yuan in his pocket, along with a note from his wife.
In light of your excellent service, you offset your two strong efforts, and here’s an extra 100 yuan, keep up the good work and perform well.
When Yu Minglang saw this note, he nearly rushed back to prove himself again, if ti allowed.
Qian, feeling refreshed, went to school; bullying Xiaoqiang is her specialty~
In the afternoon, there were no classes, so Qian returned ho, where she lived with Liui. Xiaoqiang had ntioned this morning that he would be on a business trip for a week and told her to stay ho obediently because the culprit molesting won in Lishi had not yet been caught. Yu Minglang specifically instructed Qian not to go out at night and to take Liui with her if she had to go out.
When Qian arrived ho, she found there were already guests there. A portrait artist from the city bureau, sent by Yu Minglang, was sitting on the sofa with Liui. Liui said, "The girl is drawing."
It was already taking shape. Qian walked over and took a look; it was a very young face, looking about 20 years old.
"Make the eyes a bit bigger."
"Like this?" The artist adjusted it, and Liui nodded.
When Liui acted bravely the day before, she managed to get a good look at the man’s face despite the dim park lighting.
"This looks about right."
"Thank you for cooperating with us. We’ll go back and check our database to see if we can find a matching suspect."
After expressing her gratitude, the girl left, and Liui asked Qian.
"Sister-in-law, this nace has hard so many people, why haven’t more people reported it?" She had just spoken with the artist for a bit, and it seed that only three people had reported it. However, other eyewitnesses like Liui had co forward, saying they saw the act, but the victims refused to report it, leaving them helpless.
"I discussed this with Narcissus before. This is how the social environnt is; sotis the cost of reporting is greater than not reporting, and many people add secondary damage to the victims with their self-righteous ’saintly’ attitudes during the ordeal. But I’m really curious, who would have such a heavy taste, not even sparing older won?"
Qian pulled out the black-frad glasses from her bag, her mind thinking of the principal’s face.
People should be a bit kinder and not take pleasure in the misfortune of others, because you never know when that misfortune will co upon you.
It seems that the principal doesn’t plan to report it.
Qian reached out to Weiwei for a test, and the results were satisfying. Weiwei was currently stable, and her recovery was progressing as Qian had anticipated. Seeing the good weather, she had Ye Xiaoyu take Weiwei to the beach for a swim and sunbathing, believing that the sunshine and exercise could drive away the black dog in her heart.
She didn’t go with them, instead, she stayed cozy in her bed for a nap, sleeping beautifully all afternoon until the early evening when she woke up to the sll of burning paper at ho.
"izi, what are you burning?" Qian followed the sll to the bathroom, where she saw Liui stuffing burning newspapers into the toilet.
"I’m so angry! What kind of nonsense is written here? Luckily, I saw it first; if Weiwei sees it, she’ll be so upset! Sister-in-law, do these journalists have crap for brains, writing nonsense! They even dared to say our Weiwei is a troubled teenager, always at odds with her adoptive father, misbehaving at school, then got disciplined by her adoptive father. Even though no nas were used, the nickna clearly pointed to Weiwei!"
At this ti, the internet wasn’t as crazy with information as it would be a decade later, and traditional dia like newspapers still served as a voice-piece. Such misleading content had been published, and although it was just a tiny column, it was still detrintal to Weiwei’s case.
Qian patted her, "Why are you so worked up? Let them write what they want."
This kind of thing didn’t surprise Qian at all. She had already heard about the principal’s plan during her al with Narcissus. Although Mr. Ye was hospitalized after being bitten by a dog, he and Lv Zhi were constantly quarreling and on the brink of divorce.
But dumping the bla onto Weiwei was sothing pre-planned, with connections established, including witnesses at the school and dia reporters—all sorted out beforehand.
So even though Mr. Ye was getting his just deserts, Lv Zhi was holding a grudge wanting to divorce him, and the principal got molested last night, the long-planned news still got out on the paper.
Despite the small column space and the few hundred words, it was backed by a web of connections and financial dealings. Without Qian, poor Weiwei would have been trapped.
Qian had already devised a response, so she wasn’t anxious, but Liui was infuriated.
"You didn’t see how irresponsible the news was, describing Weiwei so badly, while portraying the school and parents as well-aning. I find the dia spineless, like a fickle girl who dresses up for whoever pays, saying whatever suits them. The onlookers know nothing and follow blindly! Especially the school’s statent angered , claiming Weiwei holds grudges over trivial matters and her relationship with the opposite sex is abnormal. It implies that those with depression deserved it, oh my god!"
Liui gestured angrily.
"There is no way to truly empathize with a wound; they aren’t victims themselves, just standing by and making mindless judgnts. If they spent a day with Weiwei, they’d see how wonderful and cute she is! I wish I could beat up everyone who bullied her! I wonder if they’d still act so self-righteous if they experienced what Weiwei did!"
"The impact on adult won and minors from being violated is not the sa; while both suffer psychological harm, the impact on minors is greater. I’ll tell you a psychological phenonon you probably don’t know. Do you know why many adult won don’t report when violated?"
Qian thought of the principal, who wouldn’t report no matter what.
"Afraid of losing face? Afraid of being criticized?" Liui could only co up with these reasons.
"That’s just part of the reason. So married won feel a peculiar pleasure when violently violated. Their minds resist it, but their bodies respond to primal instincts. This multiplied sense of sha makes them reluctant to report. In a case I recall, the perpetrator defended himself by saying the victim felt pleasure and therefore he shouldn’t be guilty, but of course, his defense failed and he was convicted."
"Oh my... God!" Liui’s understanding was shattered. "Is that possible? Isn’t this a trope in CEO novels where soone says no but their body is honest? Is it real?"
"It’s rely the body’s most natural response, yet so scumbags use it as a source of bragging, having nothing to do with reason.
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