Chapter 1186

Such a young girl, how could she withstand such tugging?

Bruises had already been pulled onto her arms.

Her entire person was even crying with a face full of tears.

A pair of innocent, large eyes were red from crying.

Her eyes were filled with fear, and she was clutching her sister's arm tightly, refusing to let go.

Such a cute little girl, how could this father bring himself to do this?

"Let go of that little girl; if you have any issues, come at me."

Ying Ying Zi Ye's voice was loud, and the onlookers were instantly startled upon hearing it.

They all turned their heads one after another to look at where the voice came from.

They saw a young man, as handsome as jade, standing quietly.

He had the air of a crane standing among chickens.

It was only because they had just been distracted by the little girl's situation.

Otherwise, they should have discovered this handsome man long ago.

"Who are you?!"

"You say let go, so I should let go?"

"This is my own daughter; what does it have to do with you?"

"What kind of th..."

The swarthy middle-aged man turned his head back.

He looked over in the direction of the voice.

At one glance, he didn't even have time to finish saying the word "thing."

His voice stopped abruptly.

The clothing this young man wore and his unique temperament made it clear at a glance that he was no ordinary person.

He might even be some young master from a noble family out for a stroll.

Such a person was someone he could not afford to offend.

If he insisted on offending him, it might lead to the ruin of his family.

Such things were common occurrences among ordinary commoners like them.

"I don't know why you, my lord, would want to manage my family's affairs?"

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

"This lowly one will take my daughter home right now."

"I won't let her come out and cause trouble again."

The swarthy middle-aged man's tone softened significantly.

It appeared he did not want to offend the young master before him.

The swarthy middle-aged man knew they were not people of the same level.

Such a person was not to be offended.

The onlookers also began to point and whisper.

"Who is this handsome man?"

"This is someone's family business; how can he meddle in it?"

"Exactly! Just because he's handsome, can he meddle in other people's business?"

"Just because he's handsome, can he do whatever he wants?"

"He looks like a young master from a noble family; being this handsome, he really can do whatever he wants."

These were the voices of men, while the women's voices were even more excessive.

"Oh my, seeing such a handsome man, my heart is fluttering with desire."

"Upon seeing this handsome man, I only feel a wave of heat and am sweating uncontrollably."

"I wonder which family's young master this is; I feel like my second spring has arrived."

"Sisters, find out which family's young master this is; this young lady wants to offer herself to him!"

"Young master, where do you live? How old are you? Do you have a wife or concubines?"

"If you have a wife or concubines, would it be convenient to add one more? What do you think of this young lady?"

The atmosphere on the scene changed abruptly.

A family dispute had evolved into a flirting session.

Most of the onlookers were young married women, and their words and actions were even more unrestrained.

Some young women were blushing, their legs unable to help but press slightly together.

They looked hungry and unable to restrain themselves.

Among them were also some bold young maidens.

This scene left the surrounding men speechless for a long time.

Aren't these women being too shameless?

They had been standing here for a long time, so why hadn't anyone flirted with them?

Did they lose the ability to walk just by seeing a handsome man?

These words and actions were incredibly bold.

The behavior of these women made the surrounding men feel a surge of jealousy.

Is this the power of being handsome?

Can one really do whatever one wants just by being handsome?

Flirting, teasing, and mocking sounds were endless.

It left Ying Ying Zi Ye feeling both amused and frustrated.

What the hell is this?

Just like that, he was being flirted with?

He did a good deed for once, and this was the result—being flirted with.

Why were these women so bold?

Weren't they supposed to be reserved?

At this moment, he caught sight of a courtyard not far away from the corner of his eye.

Only then did he understand.

So that's how it was...

Wang Li was trying hard to suppress his laughter on the side.

Such a scene was too rare.

If he didn't lack pen and paper, he would have wanted to record it on the spot.

The voices in the crowd slowly changed direction.

They were all discussing Ying Ying Zi Ye.

That swarthy middle-aged man and the little girl were forgotten by the people.

They, who were originally the protagonists of the incident, seemed to have become insignificant.