Chapter 302: Pretending to Encounter

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

No one could figure out exactly how she had managed to do it.

However, the whole incident unfolded in an instant, and the man was wailing in agony, clutching his groin in excruciating pain.

“Honey!” The woman rushed over to help her husband to his feet.

But the man was in immense pain and roughly pushed the woman back down, accidentally cutting his hand on a piece of broken glass on the ground, causing fresh blood to trickle.

“Hey, why are you so foolish? He hit you, and you’re concerned about him?”

Even the women who had been watching couldn’t stand by any longer and came over to help the woman to her feet.

“This is just a lesson. Next time, if I see you hitting a woman in public, I’ll make sure to beat you to a pulp!”

The girl, with an angry glare, dropped this threat before pulling down her cap and walking away.

The woman stood there, shocked, staring at the girl’s retreating, resolute figure until she disappeared around a corner at the far end of the market, and then she fell silent.

“What the hell are you looking at? I got beaten up, and you didn’t even think to call the police?” The man, now relieved from the intense pain, came over to the woman and slapped her again.

“Hey, why are you hitting her again?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong with you?”

Many onlookers, who had been infuriated by the man’s behavior, began to voice their discontent.

Grumbling, the man grabbed the woman’s wrist and forcibly dragged her away from the market.

Back at home, the man vented his frustration on her, pummeling her mercilessly. Between blows, he yelled, “You b*tch! It’s all because of you! Damn it, I shouldn’t have come to Lin City with you! These people here are all insane! Slutty wh*re! I’ll beat you to death today!”

Inside the house, the woman screamed in pain, running and hiding, yet still ended up covered in bruises.

This time, the man had lost his temper and would not stop until he had taken out his anger on her.

Outside the door, the girl in the cap stood silently in the dimly lit stairwell. She removed her cap, revealing sweat-soaked hair beneath.

This building had one staircase per household, so even if the woman had been beaten to death in her apartment, no one else would hear any noise.

Mei Shu tightly clenched her fists and forced herself not to act impulsively, not to disrupt her carefully planned scheme just because she felt sorry for the woman.

However, she still kept her ears open, worried that the woman might lose her life over this incident.

After a while, possibly because the man had tired himself out, there were suddenly heavy, rapid gasps from inside the room. Following that, there was the sound of glass shattering against the floor.

The woman screamed again, clearly in shock, but then there was silence in the room.

Mei Shu approached the door cautiously. She could faintly hear someone inside sweeping up the broken glass.

It seemed like nothing too severe had happened.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Confident that the man inside was not going to lay a hand on the woman again, Mei Shu turned away from the door and called for the elevator.

The next day, Mei Shu returned to the same apartment complex.

She stood outside, pretending to be a student studying her notes. After a while, she saw a woman, wearing sunglasses and a mask, coming down the stairs to throw away the garbage.

Mei Shu approached her casually. As they passed each other, she pretended to stumble and accidentally knocked the sunglasses off the woman’s face.

In an instant, the woman’s eyes, swollen with bruises, were revealed.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Sister. Are you okay?” Mei Shu quickly picked up the sunglasses.

“I’m fine.” The woman hurriedly put her sunglasses back on and began to head back upstairs without looking back.

Mei Shu wasn’t going to let her go so easily. She stopped the woman and asked softly, “Sister, what happened to your face? Do you need any help?”

“No, thank you,” the woman replied hesitantly. She was clearly cautious.

She was afraid her abusive husband might see her with her injuries. If he found out that she had easily revealed her wounds to a stranger, she would likely face another round of violence that evening.

“Sister, have you been mistreated by someone?” Mei Shu took a pack of tissues out of her pocket and handed it to her. “I can see that your eyes are bleeding.

Maybe you should wipe them. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me.”

The woman smiled and hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take the tissue. “Thank you, little girl. I’m really fine. You’d better go home.”

With that, she hurried into the elevator.

“Sister, are you new here?” Mei Shu followed her with a warm smile. “My family lives in the same unit. That’s probably why we haven’t met before.”

Mei Shu’s demeanor was sweet and innocent, and her voice was gentle. Calling the woman “sister” had an unexpected effect, making her feel closer to the girl. Smiling, she replied, “Tes, we just moved here. Which floor do you live on? Let me press the elevator for you.”

“The tenth floor.” Mei Shu smiled.

The woman was slightly surprised. “You live right below my place. Thank you for the tissues, little girl.”

“Sister, you don’t have to stand on ceremony with me. We are neighbors. We still have a lot of time to get along.”

With a ding, the elevator door opened. Mei Shu walked out first, but she turned her body slightly and was not in a hurry to leave. “Sister, I have some medicine at home. I’ll send it to you later..”

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