The Time-Limited Love and Marriage
Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 172

The next day, Jiang Moxi was ready to head out at eight o’clock sharp.

When she opened the door, she saw a breakfast from a well-known hotel, indicated by the logo on the takeout bag hanging on the door handle.

Additionally, there was a sticky note attached that read: "Xixi, no matter what, you must eat breakfast. Be obedient!"

There was no signature, but one glance at the powerful and vigorous calligraphy revealed it was from Fu Youhan.

Jiang Moxi actually didn’t have much of an appetite, but she wanted to see what sort of breakfast Fu Youhan had prepared.

However, upon seeing that the breakfast bag also contained a pair of sterilized practice chopsticks, her appetite inexplicably returned...

After she finished eating, Jiang Moxi hurried to the charity sale event on University Street.

On the way home after dropping off Ling Ye yesterday, Ling Ye mentioned this charity event to Jiang Moxi and asked if she’d like to come and have fun.

He said the school would donate the proceedings from the sale to the children at the orphanage, giving them a chance to feel the love and care from people from all walks of society during the Spring Festival.

Jiang Moxi had spent some time in the orphanage and knew how tough life was there.

If her actions could bring a little warmth to the children in the orphanage, Jiang Moxi was naturally willing to help.

Soon, Jiang Moxi met up with Ling Ye and the others.

Many people came to participate in the charity sale, making University Street bustling today.

Thanks to Ling Ye’s many friends, their booth was quite lively and attracted a lot of spectators.

However, Lai Xueer and her girlfriends’ booth was relatively quiet.

Lai Xueer couldn’t be bothered to manage the booth, and if it weren’t for the student council’s insistence that the officers take the lead, she wouldn’t have bothered to come out early in the morning to face the cold.

While Lai Xueer and her girlfriends were passing the time by playing with their phones, several lavishly dressed women suddenly rushed over.

"It’s this little slut! Beat her up!"

Upon hearing this shout, Lai Xueer’s hair was grabbed, and she was dragged from in front of her small booth.

"Help me!"

Stunned, Lai Xueer still remembered to cry for help from a few of the sisters she had been close with.

But they were all frightened by the sudden scene and kept stepping back.

Especially when one of the muscular women pointed at them and shouted, "I’m smacking a mistress! If any of you dare to help her, I’ll tear you apart as well!"

As a result, the girlfriends dared not step forward, not wanting to end up with the same fate as Lai Xueer.

Lai Xueer knew she couldn’t count on these sisters anymore, and could only look up at the muscular woman and ask, "Who are you? I don’t even know you!"

In fact, she guessed that this person was probably Cao Hongcai’s wife, but with the university’s people all around today, if she submitted to the beating, how could she face anyone at school afterward?

Her question didn’t convince the onlookers, and Lai Xueer received several slaps in quick succession.

"Who am I? I’m Wei Hong, Cao Hongcai’s wife! You dare to seduce him and not admit it now?"

"I don’t know him; you’re talking nonsense," Lai Xueer, holding her swollen face, denied outright.

But as soon as her words fell, she received several more slaps!

"Shameless bitch! You even dared to have him buy a house under your name, Lai Xueer, now you’re denying it?"

Wei Hong beat Lai Xueer to the point of wailing, all the while cursing and grabbing her hair.

"When I was with him, he was a penniless nobody that everyone avoided. It was I who invested money step by step to get him to his position today. You’re still wet behind the ears dreaming of reaping the benefits!"

Lai Xueer’s face twisted in pain as she continued to try to defend herself: "I didn’t. You’re misunderstanding me. If you keep hitting me like this, I’ll call the police."

What she received in response was even more violent slapping and tearing.

"Go ahead and call the police. I’d actually like them to help me investigate. See what else that old creep has bought you, so I can take it all back."

Wei Hong cursed and swore, her friends joining in to help voluntarily.

"Strip her clothes off, let everyone see what kind of cheap trash she is."

"That slut, daring to do such shameless deeds while still in school! Strip her, and I will send the video to her school, see how she can still show her face and study there."

Soon, Wei Hong’s friends teamed up and started to strip Lai Xueer’s clothes.

Lai Xueer struggled and fought back, but it was all in vain.

Because she was no match for these people in strength, and she was outnumbered.

All she could do was scream for help: "Somebody help me! Help..."

But the onlookers didn’t step forward to help, after all, being the "other woman" was not something they saw in a good light.

It wasn’t until Lai Xueer was stripped naked and beaten black and blue that they finally backed off.

But before leaving, Wei Hong said, "Lai Xueer, don’t think this is the end of it. I’ll not only make Cao Hongcai leave with nothing, unable to show his face in society, but I’ll also get the court to recover the money he has spent on you. And I’ll make a scene at your school so they’ll expel you."

After Wei Hong dropped her threats, she took the lead to leave.

Her friends still felt unsatisfied, spitting on Lai Xueer before they left, and gave her a few more kicks.

But even after Wei Hong’s group left, the onlookers didn’t let Lai Xueer off.

They discussed Lai Xueer amongst themselves, and some kept on taking pictures.

Some even started a live broadcast: "Take a good look, this is the former belle of the Technical College, beaten up for destroying someone’s family! Now she is beaten to a pulp, what’s that on her face, crocodile tears?"

Lai Xueer couldn’t bear those eyes and the filming, curling up into a ball, desperately covering her body.

"Stop looking, stop filming!"

"Please, I’m begging you..."

It wasn’t until Ling Ye hurried over and draped his jacket over Lai Xueer.

And under his direction, his friends also started to disperse the crowd of onlookers.

"Are you okay? Do you need me to take you home?"

Ling Ye’s clear voice finally gave focus to Lai Xueer’s eyes.

But at the instant she clearly saw Ling Ye’s face, Lai Xueer hysterically lashed out.

"What are you doing here? No matter how down on my luck I am, it’s not your place to come here and laugh at me!"

"I didn’t come to laugh at you," Ling Ye said.

He had just been shining brightly at his modest stall, but when a brother passing by told him about Lai Xueer being beaten, he didn’t hesitate to come and help.

Not only because Lai Xueer was someone he once adored, but also due to his chivalrous nature.

But Lai Xueer didn’t believe him.

"You’re not here to laugh at me? Or maybe you’re hopelessly wishing to be with me? Let me tell you, Lai Xueer would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on your broken bike. You better get rid of that thought!"