Chapter 391: Leaving Her to Die

"Help, Little Boss, help…"

Sister Ping couldn't take the pain and shouted. The drunkard was impatient and wanted to hit her again, but just as he raised his hand, he was stopped by Mu Jingzhe.

Now that her ox-like strength had returned, Mu Jingzhe could easily hold the drunkard in place to prevent him from moving.

Mu Jingzhe was shocked when she saw Sister Ping's head bleeding. "Can't you see that she's bleeding?"

"She's not going to die. Let go of me!" Unable to break free, the drunkard actually raised his other hand, wanting to hit her again. Sister Ping's body trembled as she screamed.

Mu Jingzhe frowned when she saw the drunkard's unwillingness to let go and directly dislocated his hand.

The drunkard was slow to react for a few seconds before touching his dislocated hand and screaming. "Ah…"

Although he screamed terribly, Mu Jingzhe knew what she was doing, so she ignored him and turned to help Sister Ping. "You're bleeding a lot. Let's go to the hospital to take a look…"

Sister Ping interrupted Mu Jingzhe. "What's wrong with him?"

As she looked at the drunkard, who was screaming, Sister Ping's expression changed. She suddenly pushed Mu Jingzhe away. "How dare you hit my man? How can you be so evil!"

Mu Jingzhe was dumbfounded. "What?" Clearly, Sister Ping was the one who had shouted for help, yet she was blaming her now?

Sister Ping glared at Mu Jingzhe and quickly ran over to help the drunkard up. "Father of my child, are you alright?"

"It hurts so much, you smelly wretch!" The drunkard kicked Sister Ping, wincing in pain. Although Sister Ping was kicked by him, she only looked at his hand worriedly. "Why does your arm look like this? Don't tell me it's broken?"

Sister Ping had just touched him when the drunkard screamed again. Sister Ping looked at his hand in fear.

She then turned around and looked at Mu Jingzhe, her face filled with anger. "How can you hit people casually and break their hands? Listen to me, if anything happens to the father of my child, I'll fight it out with you!"

Mu Jingzhe scoffed, finally certain that she had helped an ingrate. "You can try." She waved her fist.

Sister Ping shrank at the thought of her methods and only glared at her with hatred.

Feeling that all this was very meaningless, Mu Jingzhe pulled the indignant Shao Dong and the others back. "Let's go. No point wasting my breath on them."

People like that were truly trashy. There was nothing to say to them, for it would only anger one to death. No one could understand their logic.

This Sister Ping definitely couldn't stay around. She had to get Li Zhaodi to fire her as soon as possible.

"Don't run. You're not allowed to run. You want to flee after hitting someone? Even if you're the boss, you can't do that. You have to take responsibility for whatever happens to my child's father." When Sister Ping saw that Mu Jingzhe was about to leave, she couldn't care less about her fear. Her expression changed, and she stopped her. "You have to go to the hospital with me and pay up!"

As Sister Ping spoke, perhaps afraid that Mu Jingzhe would run away, she ordered her daughter, "Stop them quickly. Don't let them leave!"

Her daughter actually ran forward and stretched out her arms to block the way. Sister Ping looked around. "Everyone saw it. She injured the father of my child!"

She sought confirmation from the surrounding people, wanting them to help or testify, leaving Mu Jingzhe no choice but to take responsibility. However, the people watching the show had basically been there the entire time and had seen everything clearly. Some of them had even been beaten up by that man. No one stepped forward. Instead, they looked at Mu Jingzhe with sympathy in their eyes.

Someone even directly called Sister Ping out for being shameless. Sister Ping didn't seem to expect such a reaction and was furious as a result.

"In any case, you have to take responsibility for this!" she said firmly.

Mu Jingzhe looked at her face, which was still stained with blood. Because of her agitation, her originally pretty face had become hideous. This was probably the most twisted and fickle face she had ever seen. It had changed from the most pitiful state to the most vicious.

This was also the speediest case of 'returning kindness with ingratitude' she had ever witnessed.

"I saved you because you asked for help. If it weren't for me, you might have been smashed to death by that beer bottle by now!" Mu Jingzhe sneered. "You and your husband must have plotted this. You're deliberately extorting me, right?"

When she heard Mu Jingzhe say that she would probably have been dead by now if it had not been for her, a hint of fear flashed across Sister Ping's face. However, when she heard the last part, she lost it.

"Who's extorting you? I know you broke my child's father's hand. My child's father needs to earn money. Our family's livelihood depends on him. I wanted you to save me, not hit him. Who knew you were so vicious?" Sister Ping looked at her husband with heartache.

"I'm vicious?" Mu Jingzhe laughed out of sheer anger. Recalling that the onlookers had helped her just now, she said, "So the reason you shouted for help was to get someone to take the beating for you? To make your husband happy so that you'd suffer less?"

Mu Jingzhe was speechless. "A scumbag paired up with a cheap woman. You two are really a match made in heaven. However, in the future, you two can play this kind of game alone. One of you can act willing to hit, and the other can act willing to take a beating. Since you two are so loving, in the future, don't shout for help or dupe others!"

"My husband's hand…"

Mu Jingzhe couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on them and went over to fix the drunkard's dislocated hand. "Alright, your husband is fine. He absolutely won't have a problem beating you to death in the future."

Sister Ping didn't detect the sarcasm in her voice at all and was only concerned about one thing. "Really? Give it a try, father of my child."

The drunkard, who had sobered up due to the pain, moved his hand when he heard that. "Yes, it's fine now."

"That's great. You scared me to death."

Before Sister Ping could finish speaking, she was slapped in the face. "It's all your fault, you b*tch!"

The drunkard bullied the weak and feared the strong. After seeing Mu Jingzhe's strength, he didn't dare provoke her, so he only focused on venting his anger on Sister Ping and continued hitting her, his expression changing rapidly.

Sister Ping screamed and shouted for help again, but this time, no one paid attention to her. Mu Jingzhe left with the children without looking back.

After taking a few steps, she remembered something and turned around. Sister Ping's eyes lit up, as she thought that Mu Jingzhe was going to help her. Mu Jingzhe informed her, "You don't have to come to work tomorrow. Our family won't employ you anymore."

She couldn't afford to have such an employee.

Sister Ping's expression changed drastically, and she quickly broke free from the drunkard's hand. "What? I didn't do anything wrong. How can you fire me?"

She had the cheek to say that she hadn't done anything wrong? The corners of Mu Jingzhe's mouth twitched. "Then what have you done right? Our family doesn't want someone who repays kindness with enmity."

"No, you have no right. You're not the boss…" Sister Ping panicked. She had never met such a good boss.

It was quite an easy job, and she didn't have to get beaten up. She could support herself and her daughter every day and eat very well. She was even paid a wage. Where else could she find such a good job?

"That's my mother. Do you think she won't listen to me?" Mu Jingzhe turned around and left, ignoring Sister Ping's indignant questions and cries of pain.

Sister Ping hadn't expected Mu Jingzhe to really leave just like that. Furthermore, everyone around her had run away, and no one gave two hoots about her. Her body hurt more and more as the beatings rained down on her. When she heard her daughter's cries, fear welled up in her heart. "Don't go. Little Boss, save me. You can't leave me in the lurch… How can you be so ruthless…"

Leave her in the lurch? Ruthless?! How could she say such a thing? There was no doubt that she had suffered from cerebral thrombosis for ten years.

Mu Jingzhe quickened her pace, and the children's faces looked numb. Shao Dong even felt some pity. "Mommy, why don't we help Grandma recruit someone? The people she's recruited were all weirdos."

Mu Jingzhe thought to herself, That's right. She can't even hire a normal person. She didn't know if Li Zhaodi was always attracting such pieces of work because she was a piece of work herself. It seemed like such people always liked to approach her. If this continued, she would be able to start a collection soon.