He no longer wanted to go to the Boundless Restaurant at all.
Wang Xiaoliang called to cancel their reservation. When asked why, he said something had come up and promptly hung up.
The internet everyone depended on every day was absolute garbage.
In less than two hours, three or four topics had hit the trending list. "Famous female host's husband attacks man in street." "Full footage of man brutally beating senior in his sixties." "Wei Zijin's husband is a thug."
He scrolled through several pages of comments, all of them cursing him.
"People like this should spend a few days behind bars."
"That old man's over sixty, right? Hitting him that hard-isn't he afraid he'll kill him?"
"An intentional assault conviction wouldn't be too much, would it?"
Wang Xiaoliang curled up on the comfortable massage bed, unable to feel comfortable at all. His phone lit up and went dark, then lit up again. Something remained tightly lodged in his chest.
Wei Zijin had a server bring in the menu.
"Have something to eat."
"I can't."
"You have to eat even if you don't feel like it." Wei Zijin pushed the menu into his hands. "If you get angry on an empty stomach, you'll still be hungry when you're done. Not worth it."
Wang Xiaoliang didn't open it.
Wei Zijin ordered a few dishes herself, then turned back and sat cross-legged at the other end of the sofa, facing him.
"Honey, hear me out."
He raised his eyes slightly.
"You and I both know what really happened. A camera hidden in a shoe, secret filming-the police have already opened a case. These people online are watching clips with the beginning and end cut off, without any context. Give it a couple of days. Once the facts come out, along with the