Chapter 35: Anger, Touch My Son and You Die

Hearing Yanbao mock her, Lu Qing'er's expression turned even uglier at once.

Immediately following, she flew into a rage from shame and raised her hand toward Yanbao!

"Lu Qing'er, you dare!"

Jiang Baobao's expression turned stern; she grabbed Lu Qing'er's wrist and flung it away fiercely!

Lu Qing'er stumbled back in a disheveled manner, nearly crashing into the display shelf behind her.

With a look of extreme displeasure, she started to step forward again: "Jiang Baobao, you..."

Jiang Baobao coldly interrupted her: "Just try touching a single finger of my son! See if I don't break your legs and make you crawl out of here!"

The words Lu Qing'er was about to say stuck in her throat; meeting Jiang Baobao's icy gaze, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of dread in her heart.

Was it an illusion...

Why did she feel that this Jiang Baobao was completely different from the one before!

She was no longer the pushover she used to be!

Lu Qing'er felt a sense of unwillingness in her heart, but she dared not target Yanbao again.

Her eyes shifted, and she suddenly caught sight of the dress in Jiang Baobao's hand.

She immediately curled her lips into a smile and, unhurriedly, pulled a silver card from her bag.

"I want that dress; go wrap it up for me."

Lu Qing'er said to the shop assistant nearby, casting a triumphant glance in Jiang Baobao's direction.

Although the card in her hand was only a Silver Card, it was something one could only possess after spending six figures in this store.

As for a Gold Card, that naturally required an even higher price!

Upon seeing the card in Lu Qing'er's hand, the shop assistant reacted instantly and, without a second word, moved to snatch the dress from Jiang Baobao's hand!

"This is the dress my Mommy saw first!"

Yanbao darted out from behind Jiang Baobao, glaring unhappily at Lu Qing'er and the shop assistant before him.

This woman is really so annoying!

If it weren't for the need to hide his identity, he would really want to call Daddy to come and teach them a good lesson!

Looking at the little fellow in front of her, Lu Qing'er dared not have any more thoughts of laying a hand on him, but she sneered out loud.

With a look of disdain, she said: "Who told your Mommy she has no money? This place is all about status; since I've taken a fancy to it, this dress is mine!"

Jiang Baobao was so angry she almost laughed.

She has no money?

If she were to cash out all her assets, she could probably drown this idiot Lu Qing'er!

She gently patted Yanbao's little head, swept a cold glance at Lu Qing'er, and said indifferently: "No matter how much money you have, these clothes look no different from a burlap sack on you. You'd better not ruin these dresses; they're an eyesore."

Leaving those words behind, Jiang Baobao took Yanbao by the hand and walked away, intending to go straight to checkout.

Lu Qing'er was livid with rage; she gave the shop assistant a look and said sharply: "I said I want this dress, didn't you hear me? Hurry up and wrap it up; I'm in a hurry, otherwise I will never..."

"Miss, please wait a moment!" Seeing that her big client was unhappy, the shop assistant immediately blocked Jiang Baobao's path.

"Miss, you should just give the dress to this lady; it was... it was reserved by her in advance, I just forgot."

The shop assistant changed from her previous smiling attitude and stared fixedly at the dress in Jiang Baobao's hand.

The others and the shop staff heard the commotion, and after finding out what was going on, they all dared not come near.

Jiang Baobao sneered in her heart.

"Didn't you just say you were going to wrap it up for me? If your manager finds out about your work error, do you think you'll lose your job?"

Jiang Baobao asked coldly, looking as if she were watching a show.

Immediately after, she heard Lu Qing'er's triumphant voice: "With me here, you won't lose your job. Don't you know how much I've spent in your store?"

Hearing this, the shop assistant's heart tightened.

Anyone who could produce a Silver Card was either wealthy or noble!

If she offended a big client...

She weighed the situation in her mind and immediately made a decision.

"Miss, please hand over the clothes, otherwise I will call Security to handle this!"

As the shop assistant spoke, she took out the walkie-talkie she carried with her.

Jiang Baobao was simply amazed at the speed with which the other party changed her face.

She let out a cold snort and casually took out her phone.

She had originally wanted to give this shop assistant a chance.

Now it seemed there was no need!

Jiang Baobao casually dialed a number.

A few seconds later, the call was connected.

"It's me. Yes, I'm at the mall, at the DREAM store in Zone C on the fourth floor."

Jiang Baobao said a few words to the person on the other end and hung up.

Lu Qing'er's expression became even more disdainful: "What? Went to get reinforcements? This lady doesn't have time to waste with you, hand over the dress!"

As she spoke, she reached out to snatch it again!

"Bad woman! Don't touch my Mommy!" Yanbao clenched his little fists tightly and reached out to grab the hem of Lu Qing'er's dress!

"Ah!" Lu Qing'er lost her footing and nearly fell.

"You dare pull me!"

Regaining her composure, she suddenly lifted her leg and kicked Yanbao's calf!

Yanbao sat down heavily on the ground.

"Mmm..."

The little one let out a cry of pain, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Fire instantly flared in Jiang Baobao's eyes as she quickly helped Yanbao up.

"How are you, baby? Where does it hurt? Tell Mommy!" She nervously lifted Yanbao's pant leg and discovered a small bruise there.

It was clear how much force Lu Qing'er had used just now.

Afraid that Jiang Baobao would worry, Yanbao hurriedly pulled his pant leg down, wanting to cover it: "Mommy, I'm fine..."

Jiang Baobao's lips were pressed into a thin line, her expression so cold it was nearly freezing.

Lu Qing'er was still on the side, unafraid of death, saying: "As expected of a bastard who has never seen the world! Do you know how much this dress of mine costs? Hmph, pulling on a woman's skirt now, who knows if he'll grow up to be a rapist! This is the kind of thing you'd raise..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Jiang Baobao stand up abruptly!

The next second—

Slap!

A loud sound of a slap rang out.

Jiang Baobao's palm tingled.

But before the other party could recover, two more slaps followed in quick succession!

Three times in a row, Lu Qing'er was hit so hard she nearly fell over.

By the time she steadied herself, her originally fair and tender face was already swollen high, bearing puffy palm prints.

"Jiang Baobao! You dare hit me!"

Lu Qing'er covered her cheek, her gaze toward Jiang Baobao looking as if she wanted to tear someone to shreds.

Jiang Baobao flexed her wrist, her eyes still full of unspent anger.

"What if I hit you? Have you heard that an elder sister is like a mother? To me, your aunt and uncle are no different from the dead! I'm just helping them discipline an orphan like you!"

"You're the orphan! You bitch!"

Lu Qing'er let out a roar, raising her hand and rushing over, refusing to submit.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Jiang Baobao's eyes, and she grabbed her wrist in one move, just about to apply force, when at that moment—

"What are you all doing?!"

A middle-aged man in a suit, leading a team of security personnel, ran over and charged directly into the store, surrounding them in the middle.

"Manager He!"

Lu Qing'er's eyes lit up, as if she had seen a savior.

She glanced triumphantly at Jiang Baobao and immediately said loudly: "Someone is causing trouble in the mall! And they're hitting people! Help me grab this woman! I want to go to the police station to have my injuries documented!"