Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 537: The Fat Woman

Yan Yuhong took the elixir from Hao Jian but hesitated, suspecting that Hao Jian might have poisoned the medicine.

Seeing his pitiful state, Hao Jian, infuriated, slapped him again, "To hell with it, you're practically a dead man already, do I really need to kill you again?"

Hearing this, Yan Yuhong finally put aside his suspicion and swallowed the elixir.

"One pill can only save one person. If you don't want both your wife and son to die, then tell me where He Changhuan is at, honestly," Hao Jian said with a smile, confident that Yan Yuhong would make the right decision!

Three hours later, Hao Jian received a text from Yan Yuhong — it was the WeChat location coordinates!

Hao Jian stuffed his phone into his pocket and then stepped out of the car.

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"Mom, where are we going?" Meiya asked, puzzled.

"We're going to an anime-themed restaurant!" Before Ye Mei could speak, Hao Jian interjected.

Hearing Hao Jian speak, Meiya hid behind Ye Mei, staring fearfully at Hao Jian.

"Meiya, don't be afraid, uncle isn't a bad person," Ye Mei said softly to comfort her.

"Mom, what's an anime-themed restaurant?" Meiya now a bit braver, asked Ye Mei.

"This..." Ye Mei was also embarrassed because she didn't know what an anime-themed restaurant was; she was already forty years old and had never dined in such a trendy place.

"An anime-themed restaurant is where everything is based on cartoon characters, like Doraemon, Snow White, Mickey Mouse. Meiya, which cartoon character do you like?" Hao Jian asked, patting Meiya's head.

"I... I like McDull," Meiya said timidly.

"They have McDull there too!" Chen Zhiyan chimed in.

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up with excitement, eagerly asking.

"Of course, come on! Let's go see McDull fast!" Chen Zhiyan said, grabbing Meiya's hand and heading towards the restaurant.

Once inside the mall, Meiya ran around like a wild horse that had broken free, here and there, looking utterly fascinated.

This was a children's mall, with everything related to kids including clothes, shoes, restaurants, and more. This was precisely why Hao Jian chose to dine here on purpose.

Meiya, seeing many people dressed as Cinderella, The Little Mermaid, and other cartoon characters in the mall, screamed with delight. Ever since her father died, she had never set foot in a mall, let alone a children's one.

"Hey, slow down! Really!" Ye Mei shook her head helplessly but didn't stop Meiya, knowing that she needed to let off some steam.

"Wow, a Christmas tree!"

Meiya exclaimed while pointing at a Christmas tree, stepping back continuously in her excitement, so much so that she didn't notice someone passing behind her.

Then Meiya accidentally bumped into the person behind her.

It was a slightly overweight middle-aged woman carrying a Louis Vuitton bag, dressed in brand-name attire, evidently someone of some economic means. When Meiya bumped into her, the woman immediately turned around, and upon seeing Meiya's ragged clothing and even her flip-flops, her face turned dark.

"Whose brat is this?" the plump woman bellowed immediately, her voice exceptionally loud, drawing sidelong glances from many.

Hao Jian and others took notice, frowning disapprovingly upon hearing the fat woman's words.

Realizing she had caused trouble, Meiya lowered her head embarrassingly, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Sorry? Is sorry useful? Do you know how expensive these Gucci leather shoes of mine are? You dared to step on them? And also you've dirtied my Armani pants! Get your parents to come here, you'll pay for this!" the fat woman said with an extremely nasty attitude, her gaze sharp and filled with disdain.

"Wuwuwu..." Meiya, intimidated by the fat woman's fierce demeanor, started to cry, her head lowered and her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, sobbing pathetically.

"Crying? You've got the nerve to cry? Little brat, are you trying to win people's sympathy? Then extort me? Speak!" Seeing Meiya cry, the fat woman felt not a whit of sympathy, but grew even more annoyed.

In her view, this girl, looking no better than a beggar, was surely instigated by someone to extort her deliberately.

"I haven't..." Meiya shook her head frantically in panic, her lips pouting with a clueless expression.

"Haven't? I think you have! Look at your ragged clothes; which other kid here looks like you? With your status, what right do you have to come to this kind of mall? Still saying you don't want to blackmail someone? Speak! Who's behind this, let him come out!" The fat woman was insistent, convinced that Meiya was trying to scam her.

"I didn't... I really didn't..." Meiya cried out lamentably, her sobs especially piercing, as if she might stop breathing at any moment.

She was truly aggrieved, and such grievance did not stem merely from the fat woman's insults but from the realization that her father, who should have been there to protect her at this time, was gone!

In the past, no matter how aggrieved she felt or who bullied her, her father would always step up to protect her at the first opportunity!

But now, the man who had sworn to protect her for a lifetime was no longer there. Thinking of this, Meiya's psychological defenses collapsed completely, and she cried uncontrollably, her wails so heart-wrenching that it pained others to hear them.

The surrounding crowd could not stand to watch, either. It was just a child, was it necessary to be so harsh?

Some people were even prepared to come forward and blame the fat woman. Just then, Hao Jian hurried over, quickly scooping up Meiya and glaring defiantly at the fat woman, "She's just a child. Do you really need to be so harsh?"

"Are you her guardian? Are you the one who let her go out and scam people?" The fat woman sized up Hao Jian from head to toe, and after seeing Hao Jian dressed like a construction worker, the disdain on her face grew even thicker.

"Watch your mouth! We came here to eat!" Hao Jian glared angrily at the fat woman.

"Eat? What a joke! With your bumpkin looks, what right do you have to eat here? I think you're just trying to scam people!" the fat woman scoffed.

"Pfft, I can't be bothered with you!" Hao Jian rolled his eyes, uninterested in giving the woman another glance. This kind of idiot was not worth his time.

"Trying to leave? You stay right there!" The fat woman abruptly blocked Hao Jian's path, not allowing him to leave so easily.

"What do you want?" Hao Jian asked frostily, his patience wearing thin.

He didn't want to stoop to the woman's level, but she persisted in her harassment.

"This little runt got my shoes and pants dirty. Pay up!" the fat woman demanded arrogantly. How dare Hao Jian dismiss her? Did he really think she was a pushover?

"You're quite amusing. If the shoes are dirty, wipe them. If the pants are dirty, wash them. Do I really need to teach you that?" Hao Jian sneered, fully aware that the woman was trying to extort him.

This fat woman, on one hand, accused them of scamming, and on the other, she was attempting to scam them, which Hao Jian found laughable.

"I have OCD; when something gets dirty I don't want it anymore, especially if it's been touched by hands as filthy as a beggar's. That kid is all grimy, wearing clothes that look like they were picked from a garbage pile—who knows if there are germs on her? What if she transmitted viruses to me?" the fat woman said with contempt.

"Alright, then how much do you think you should be compensated?" Hao Jian asked with a cold laugh.

"Hao Jian, don't bother with her. She's clearly being unreasonable," Chen Zhiyan hurriedly interrupted, recognizing that the fat woman was just looking to cause trouble.

Yet Hao Jian raised his hand to stop Chen Zhiyan from continuing. He wanted to see just how much of a fuss this fat woman could make!

"These are Gucci shoes and Armani pants that I just bought in Europe; they cost a total of five hundred thousand. You've dirtied them, so just give me a cleaning fee of thirty to fifty thousand, and we'll call it even!" the fat woman demanded audaciously.

"Thirty to fifty thousand? Why don't you just go rob someone?" Yuan Shanshan also said angrily. She worked in the fashion industry and knew the cost of cleaning designer brands well—it wasn't nearly that expensive.

A few thousand would usually suffice, at most ten thousand. Thirty to fifty thousand was just ridiculous.

"Country bumpkin, do you have any sense of fashion at all? These are luxury items that can be damaged by regular cleaning. If you don't know, then don't pretend to," the fat woman said with disgust.

Yuan Shanshan was speechless. She specialized in fashion and luxury goods, had designed for top luxury brands, and now she was being insulted by this fat woman?

"If the luxury goods were indeed authentic, paying that amount wouldn't be an issue, but are you sure what you're wearing is the real deal?" Hao Jian asked with a wry smile.

Upon hearing this, the crowd grew puzzled. What did Hao Jian mean by that? Could it be that the luxury items the fat woman was wearing were fake?

The fat woman's expression certainly changed, briefly revealing a flicker of guilt before she grew angry and defensive, "You... what nonsense are you talking about? My things are obviously real!"

"Is that so?" Hao Jian mocked with a sneer, then pointed at the fat woman's LV bag, "Let me tell you the difference between a real and a fake bag!"

Immediately after, Hao Jian turned his head to look at Chen Zhiyan and Yuan Shanshan, "Both of you work in fashion, so make sure to listen carefully to what I'm about to say."

Chen Zhiyan and Yuan Shanshan both nodded simultaneously, appearing eager to learn.

Hao Jian then addressed the onlookers, "If anyone else is interested, feel free to listen as well, so you can avoid buying fake luxury items in the future."

On hearing this, the crowd looked at Hao Jian expectantly, curious as to what he was going to do.

"First of all, authenticating luxury goods is similar to the principles of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which involves looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. The authentication of luxury items involves looking, smelling, touching, and checking! As for how to look, let me show you all next!"