The staged accident (II)

The man in the man-eating flower shirt kept screaming, leaving the onlookers stunned. When they noticed Jun Wangchen gripping his hand and steadily squeezing harder, their faces darkened.

"Shit, isn't that going a bit too far?"

"Exactly! Hitting someone with your car might be an accident, but beating them afterward is just wrong!"

"You can tell that brat's no good just by looking at him. Who raised this little bastard? I can't believe anyone could be that vile!"

The crowd condemned Jun Wangchen one after another, leaving Xu Yirou livid.

What was wrong with the world?

Had nobody noticed that the man in the flower shirt had been faking it?

"Xiaohua! What happened, Xiaohua? You can't die!" Just then, a man with an afro rushed over in a show of panic, threw his arms around the man in the flower shirt, and began wailing.

"Boohoo! You never had a decent life, even as a child. Poverty forced you to drop out of kindergarten. You started farming at three and working for money at five. All those years of overwork left you with so many illnesses. If you die now, how am I supposed to live? What about the children?"

The afro-haired man's acting could not have been more fake, yet quite a few onlookers choked up and sniffled, overflowing with sympathy.

Just look at them. Even though they were a gay couple, their love ran deep. They ignored society's judgment and cared for each other without hesitation. Ah, forget it. Better stay away from gay couples from now on. This scene was fucking shattering their worldview.

As the afro-haired man took out his phone and pretended to dial 120 for an ambulance, a man with a garish punk hairstyle slipped up beside Jun Wangchen and lowered his voice. "Buddy,