Mr. Zhao made up his mind, emboldened by alcohol, and lunged forward, attempting to grab her. He said eagerly, "All day long, I see you cozying up with that pretty boy. Stop pretending to be some virtuous woman. If you dare to scream, not only will you lose your standing, but your son will too."
He had encountered countless women like her—those from out of town, unable to afford high-end apartments, forced to live in old residential areas. They were always the easiest targets.
Mr. Zhao was experienced. In the past, he used sweet words to deceive girls from out of town, waiting for them to fall for him, half-willing. Once the deed was done, the women often didn't dare make a fuss. After tasting the benefits, it became a habit for him to target such women.
