Wei Qing's steps became faster, and the man behind her moved faster too.
Wei Qing regretted it; in hindsight, she should have stayed close to Wei Lai and the others.
Now, with so many people around, she had no idea where Wei Lai and the others were.
To protect herself, Wei Qing could only push her way further into the crowd.
Perhaps realizing that Wei Qing dared not resist, the man's actions grew increasingly audacious.
What started as a subtle brush became direct touching.
Tears welled in Wei Qing's eyes.
She didn't know what to do; she had never encountered such a situation before.
She didn't dare to shout; what if the man became furious?
Suddenly, the man grabbed Wei Qing's wrist and shouted loudly, "Wife, I was wrong; I was really wrong. I won't stop you from buying clothes anymore. Let's go home."
At the moment her wrist was seized, Wei Qing let out a scream.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
