The boss, who had been watching the drama unfold from behind the counter, was satisfied as he swept the sunflower seed shells into the trash, and leisurely said, "That ice cream was bought by those three people over there. The money was paid, and it was this young lady here who snatched it away." The boss's words almost nailed the woman to the pillar of shame, her face turning alternately red and white, like a palette.
"Oh my god, it's like she hasn't had ice cream in all her lives and had to steal someone else's," the guy who had just spoken out righteously shook his head, exclaiming in amazement.
Seeing how everyone's gaze towards her had changed, the woman felt panicked, her mind going blank. She opened her mouth and said with a sobbing tone, "You said that on purpose. Why are you lying to slander me? Clearly, that's not how it happened. You're all ganging up on me. What have I done to make you dislike me so much that you treat me this way?"
