A Chance To Become An Adonis

Chapter 364: Suspect of stealing

Zhang Jian comes out of the dressing room, and the clerks couldn't help but gasp at the sight. 

"That suit looks perfect on you!" The gray suit accentuated Zhang Jian's proportions and gave him a softer and kind look. Zhang Jian scratches his head as his face turns red. He felt embarrassed. 

But then he noticed that Lu Chen was missing. He asks, "Where is brother Chen?" 

"He's in the changing room right now." "I see."

"Let's get you more clothes!" Zhang Wenling wasn't going to stop with just one suit. She felt that she could buy all of it. As they continue to look around for the clothes, 

"Zhang Jian! Where have you been?!" The happy expression Zhang Jian had before turns twisted. Never did he expect this person to be here. 

Zuo Qiaolin and Zhang Ying are standing there. And they weren't alone. Zuo Qiaolin's friends and children were beside the two. 

"Why are you people here?" Zhang Jian's voice is rigid. It's filled with the blackest of hate towards those people. 

"Why couldn't we be here? We just came here to buy Xiao Ying and his friends some clothes." Zuo Qiaolin's expression shows no sight of anger or contempt. Instead, she was more smug. Since Zhang Guo wasn't there, there wasn't a need for her to act kindly to Zhang Jian. 

While she has that expression, Zhang Ying was the opposite. His face was dark, and he was glaring at Zhang Jian, showing his hatred towards him. 

Zhang Jian just gave a mocking smile, "How's your face doing?"

"You!" Zhang Ying's still angry from the beating. His face still had bruises from Zhang Jian's punches. He wants to lounge at Zhang Jian, but Zuo Qiaolin stops him,

"Don't get angry at what he said." Zuo Qiaolin denounces her son. But then she turns over to Zhang Jian, "Come back home with us. 

Your father is worried about you."

However, Zhang Jian laughed at what she said, "Worried about me? Can you not word it like that? We know what he wanted to do to me."

Zuo Qiaolin sighs, "How can you be so stubborn? Do you know what chance we are giving you?"

"Stubborn? How am I stubborn when I don't want to be used as a pawn? We both know that we don't like each other. So stop trying to act kind, you old hag." Zhang Jian wasn't going to hide his disgust for her. 

"Is that any way to talk to your mother?!"

"Qiaolin, stop patronizing this boy. If he doesn't want to go back home, then just leave him on the street."

"How can he be your son? No manners at all."

"Do you know how good Qiaolin has treated you even though you are her stepson?"

Zuo Qiaolin's friend begins to denounce everything about Zhang Jian right at his face. And the two can hear their children snickering at them as well. 

"I don't know what type of poison she has been feeding to you guys, but do you really think she treated me well?" Heck, it might have been better for him to live on the street than be here.

"And what are you going to do about staying out? Do you think becoming a singer will help you make a living?" Hearing that, her friends and the children were laughing at him. Zhang Jian's hand gripped into a tight ball. He knows if he throws the first punch, it's his loss. 

"Would you all be quiet?" But a cold and piercing voice broke all that snickering. Zhang Jian's anger leaves his body as he looks at Zhang Wenling. She has a cold gaze locked onto the group. 

"What do you want?" Zuo Qiaolin's expression continues to be stale. 

"Do you think I will just sit here and listen to all of your bullshit? How dare you talk about Zhang Jian like that." Her voice turns colder and colder as she talks.

"And what are you going to do about it?" One of Zuo Qiaolin's friends sneers. And she looks at Zhang Wenling up and down, "Wearing such a cheap dress, and you think you can talk down to us?"

"I bet she can't even buy anything in this shop."

"Probably just another window shopper."

"Isn't he wearing one of the suits?" Seeing Zhang Jian wearing the suit, one of them sneers. She calls out, 

"Manager!" 

"What do you need, miss?" The manager quickly comes over. 

"I suspect that these people are going to steal these clothes. Please contact the security."