Because it affected everyone's interests, even the ordinary people on the outskirts began shouting angrily.
For a moment, the entire lobby in the middle of the shopping mall erupted with noise.
"We didn't take anything! We didn't take anything at all, so how are we supposed to hand anything over?"
Zhang Wenli was frantic, furious, and terrified. Her eyes reddened as she shouted with all her might.
She gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground, pointing at Kang Weibao and his son with a face full of hatred:
"Kang Weibao, I know you're trying to harm Ah Hai because he refused to hand me over to you that day."
"If you want to beat us or kill us, then come at us openly. There's no need to use such a despicable framing tactic!"
Song Hai watched his wife bite through her lips, his eyes turning red as well. But he was being held down with overwhelming force and couldn't break free at all.
Kang Minghui felt somewhat guilty, but he still retorted coldly, "You're slandering me. What kind of woman could I, Kang Minghui, not have? Why would I have to set my sights on a secondhand woman who's already married?"
Kang Weibao also looked at her coldly. "If I really wanted to harm you, I would've done it then. Why would I have let you leave?"
The others had still been somewhat wavering, but after hearing Kang Weibao's words, the scales in their hearts tipped toward him again.
"Exactly. If Boss Kang really wanted to do something, he could've just acted directly. Why would he need to go through all these twists and turns?
"Do you think things are still the way they used to be? Does everything have to go around seven or eight bends?"
Kang