When An Yin looked up, she noticed that all the eyes around her were focused on her. Her heart pounded violently as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
"Oh my, what's wrong with you, young lady? Aren't you watching where you're going at such a young age?" The lady shot a glaring look at the young girl, complaining incessantly.
At this moment, a nearby salesperson who was quick to react hurried forward to assist, but the lady waved her hand, "Don't touch me, call an ambulance, my back hurts."
The salespeople around her stopped mid-reach, afraid of getting themselves into trouble. Now that a young girl was taking the blame, naturally, no one else dared to step forward.
Then the manager approached, bowed, and said, "I'll make the call for you."
An Yin stood nearby, completely at a loss about what to do.
The lady looked at the pale face of the young girl and said arrogantly, "Young lady, don't leave, this is your fault, you have to take responsibility."
