Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Beat Him Crippled or Kill Him? The bag Chu Tang was carrying today was a global limited edition from the brand she was heading to—a bag only available for purchase to black-card members. It would never be listed on the official website. Ordinary people wouldn't even have the chance to see this bag. The woman sneered contemptuously. "Don't act so high and mighty. My boyfriend will give you three thousand yuan—hand over that dress." Chu Tang laughed coldly. "I said no." She turned to the sales associate. "Please wrap it up for me." "Certainly, miss." The associate took down the dress and wrapped it. Both the man and woman's faces turned ugly. Chu Tang swiped her card and paid, but the woman kept sneering from the side. "Counterfeit sister, that dress isn't cheap—over fifty thousand. If you ask me, you should just let me have it and go search online for a knockoff. A fake bag with a pirated dress—perfect match, right?" The man had actually been quite taken with Chu Tang at first. But she wouldn't give him the time of day, which made him lose face in front of his girlfriend and the store staff. Then he learned her bag was fake, so he joined his girlfriend in the mockery. "Honestly, woman, if you're broke, why be so vain? Carrying a fake bag and trying to compete with us for things—do you even deserve it?" "Exactly. Counterfeit sister, even if you buy the authentic dress, people will still think you're wearing a fake, you get that? Because everyone around you knows your spending level. You think splurging on one dress will make them look up to you? Hah. They'll just gossip behind your back about how vain you are." The couple's words were too harsh—even the sales associate couldn't bear to listen anymore. But customers were customers, and the couple was wearing designer clothes too. Maybe if they couldn't get that dress, they'd buy something else? The associate didn't dare offend the couple, only tactfully trying to mediate with an apologetic smile, suggesting they look at other items. Just then, Zhou Xueluo sent a message. [Tangtang, I'm at the store. Didn't you say you were coming to pick up the bag? Where are you?] Chu Tang looked down and typed a reply. [Buying clothes. Coming now.] [Okay, I'll wait for you in the lounge.] Zhou Xueluo had already arrived. Chu Tang didn't want to deal with the couple's mockery anymore. She took the packaged dress from the associate and turned to walk out the door. Seeing himself ignored, the man flew into a rage. The Tan family was, after all, a well-known prominent clan in Suzhou. In his circle, everyone always fawned over him—Tan Bin was used to being worshipped and couldn't stand even a hint of cold treatment. Seeing Chu Tang walk away, Tan Bin followed. "Who are you trying to fool with that act?" Tan Bin sneered. "Name your price—how much for a night?" Suddenly, Chu Tang stopped. She turned and slapped him across the face. She put all her strength into it. A red handprint instantly appeared on Tan Bin's face, and the corner of his mouth split, drawing blood. Completely caught off guard by a woman's slap, Tan Bin was stunned. Liang Chuman, who had followed behind, saw Tan Bin get slapped and froze mid-step, also in shock. Once Tan Bin snapped out of it, he was furious. He cursed and charged forward to hit her. He raised his fist, cursing, but A Wen arrived just in time and seized his wrist. A Wen said coldly, "Looking for death," then twisted Tan Bin's wrist. A crack sounded. Tan Bin screamed, his face instantly turning pale. Then A Wen kicked him. Tan Bin collapsed to his knees. The floor was slippery, and Tan Bin ended up kowtowing right in front of Chu Tang. A Wen looked down coldly at the reckless man on the ground. She'd only stepped away to the restroom for a moment—how had someone already dared to cause trouble for her boss in just a few minutes? "Beat him crippled or kill him?" A Wen's eyes gleamed with deadly intent as she turned to ask Chu Tang. "..." Chu Tang said helplessly, "Calm down, calm down. We're in a law-abiding society, in broad daylight—let's keep it restrained. Call the police first." After all, her slap was justified. They'd been provoking her with sneers and taunts in the store the whole time. She'd ignored them because she was in a hurry, but they'd pushed their luck and followed her out to pick a fight. The man had even insulted her dignity. Legally, their behavior constituted provocation and picking quarrels. Her slap was perfectly justified. When the man tried to retaliate, A Wen's intervention was self-defense. Even if the police came, Chu Tang was confident she wouldn't face any punishment. The mall was covered in surveillance cameras, and the sales associate was a witness. Chu Tang had no fear of calling the police. Tan Bin scrambled up from the ground, still cursing. Filthy language. Quite a few passersby gathered to watch. A Wen's face was cold as she called the police as Chu Tang instructed. The police responded quickly and arrived in about ten minutes. The store clerks' testimony, along with the mall's surveillance footage, confirmed Tan Bin's provocation and affray, and he was taken away by the police for administrative detention. Although Liang Chuman hadn't resorted to violence, she had instigated the conflict and verbally abused Chu Tang, so she was also taken away by the police. Half an hour had passed by the time everything here was settled. When Chu Tang arrived at the store, Zhou Xueluo had been waiting in the VIP lounge until she was nearly bored to death. Zhou Xueluo smiled and asked, "Tangtang, you're finally here. What took you so long to buy clothes?" Chu Tang walked over and sat down on the sofa, handing the shopping bag in her hand to Zhou Xueluo. "Here, it's this dress." Zhou Xueluo opened the bag, took out the dress, and looked at it. "It really is beautiful. Did you try on many dresses before choosing this one?" Chu Tang shook her head. "No, I liked this one at first sight." "Then why did you take so long? Didn't you arrive at the mall before me?" "I ran into some trouble. Someone was picking a fight." "What happened?" "Nothing, it's all been handled." Zhou Xueluo frowned and asked, "Who was causing trouble?" Chu Tang shook her head. "I don't know them. From their accent, they sounded like they were from Sucheng." Zhou Xueluo's eyes were filled with concern as she asked, "You weren't hurt, were you?" "No, A Wen was there. They were no match for us." "That's good." Knowing that Chu Tang enjoyed tea, the store clerk specially brewed a pot of fine West Lake Longjing tea and brought it over. Fruits and desserts were also served. The clerk brought over the handbag. Chu Tang gave it a look to confirm there were no issues, then had the clerk wrap it up and set it aside. In the VIP lounge, Chu Tang and Zhou Xueluo chatted.