After being reborn, I decisively broke off my engagement and married a cold-faced military young mas

Chapter 151: Lost face on the very first day.

"What do you mean, 'touch'?"

"When I went downstairs, an older woman said she had encountered a pervert who accused me of touching her."

Yi Yunshuo: "..."

"She's talking nonsense. I've never even touched any pretty girl in the world, why would I touch an old lady like her?"

"So how did you hit her? Why do people say you touched her?"

"I..." Yi Yunshuo felt like he was about to die of frustration. "It sounded like an old woman's voice. How could I touch her? Do you think I'm a person without ambition? She's just talking nonsense and framing me."

Fu Huaiyi tossed the medicine to him and said, "You go back to the army first, I'll go back and check on things."

Yi Yunshuo and Fu Huaiyi got out of the car, and Yi started the engine while cursing.

"What bad luck! I didn't check the almanac before I went out today."

When Fu Huaiyi returned, they were still arguing.

Wang was outnumbered and powerless; not only did her neighbors not believe she had encountered a thug, but even her daughter-in-law did not believe she had met with one.

She was furious when she saw Fu Huaiyi return.

"Xiao Fu, you're back just in time. Where is he? Did you catch him?"

"No."

It was within her expectations that she didn't catch him, after all, that brat ran so fast.

"Never mind if you don't have any, just tell them quickly, did I run into some thugs?"

Everyone looked at Fu Huaiyi.

Fu Huaiyi said, "Sorry, I didn't see anyone."

"Huh?" Wang was taken aback. "How could you not have seen anyone?"

“I really didn’t see anyone. I heard you scream and thought you had fallen, so I went inside to get a flashlight. When I got here and saw you, you were sitting on the ground all by yourself. There was no one else with you. You said you had encountered some thugs, so I chased after you.”

Someone asked, "Did you hear anyone else's voice besides hers?"

Fu Huaiyi shook his head. "No."

The onlookers were thrilled to hear Fu Huaiyi say that.

"See? They didn't see any hooligans at all, they just saw her sitting here all by herself."

"I told you, it must be that you old lady accidentally fell and it's just a hallucination."

Yes, it must be a hallucination; everyone thinks so.

Wang, with her sharp tongue, debated with the assembled experts, arguing her case with reason and conviction.

Just then, a young man who had been watching the commotion came over, and with a few words, Wang's situation worsened, and everyone's gaze towards her changed.

"Hey, aren't you the auntie who was dancing disco just now?"

what?

She even dances disco?

"Seriously? At this age, still dancing disco?"

A slacker mocked, "Old woman, are you lonely because your husband died young?"

Wang originally thought that dancing disco was improper, like a bunch of demons and monsters.

Seeing the mocking looks on everyone's faces, she realized that disco was really no good.

At least for an elderly person like her, dancing would be something to be laughed at.

So what did Fu Huaiyi say to her that she should go?

"Don't talk nonsense. I didn't jump. It was my daughter who wanted to jump, and I went with her because I was worried about her."

"Your daughter is still dancing, why did you come back alone?"

Wang: "..."

"I came back on my own because I saw that there was no danger."

Despite her vehement defense, everyone had already concluded that she was an improper old woman.

As for Wang's claim that someone had sexually harassed her, she was utterly speechless, and no matter how much she pleaded, no one believed her.

Not only was she unable to get justice for herself, but she was also ridiculed by a group of people.

They say she's been a widow for many years and is desperate for a man.

Wang was furious; she had only been here today and had already become famous.

After returning home with her daughter-in-law and eldest granddaughter, she continued to curse and grumble, insisting that she had really encountered a hooligan.

Huang Chun rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.

"Mother, stop talking."

She felt ashamed; she had only been there a day and this had happened to her. She had completely lost face.

"What do you mean? You don't believe me either?"

Huang Chun was speechless.

"Okay, okay, I believe you. I believe you were really touched by someone else, and almost kissed by someone else, alright?"

Wang: "..."

Not long after, her daughter Pan Xiaohua returned, and she pulled Pan Xiaohua aside and talked to her for a while.

Pan Xiaohua looked at her with an expression as if she were looking at a monster.

Their mother is over fifty years old and works in the countryside all year round. There are countless wrinkles on her face. Who would molest her?

If someone wants to commit indecent acts, they should wait until you come back before doing so.

Pan Xiaohua said, "Come on."

Wang: "What do you mean 'get what'? I've already been molested by a hooligan, what am I supposed to do? Quick, go call your second brother and tell him to come over right away."

"Oh dear, you still dare to say that?" Pan Xiaohua got angry too. "At your age, who would touch you? And we have to tell Second Brother, aren't you ashamed?"

"You... well, you brat, you don't even believe me? I'm your mother."

Pan Xiaohua said, "No one will believe you no matter how much you say it. Go ask around, who in the building or downstairs would believe you?"

Huang Chun added from the side, "Sister, everyone says that Mother was just hallucinating because she fell and got scared."

"That's right, I think so too."

Everyone said it was a hallucination she had after falling, which made Wang herself lose confidence.

Could it really be that she fell?

But she took several solid hits, and it hurt terribly.

Wang cried out in pain, her body covered in several green patches.

But none of them believed that this was left by someone who had harassed her; they all thought she had fallen on her own.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Yuyao finished her nighttime writing and pushed the last manuscript in front of Fu Huaiyi.

"That's all for today. I'll be able to finish writing the finale by tomorrow night and then send it to the editor."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll come downstairs as soon as I'm done copying."

Fu Huaiyi became her assistant; he insisted on becoming one himself.

In other words, after Lin Yuyao finished writing the first draft, Fu Huaiyi was responsible for copying it into a new notebook, and also helped with the layout, checking for typos, and so on.

After all, when a writer is bursting with inspiration, their hand can't keep up with their brain, and it's perfectly normal for them to slip up accidentally.

Seeing him engrossed in writing, stroke by stroke, Lin Yuyao sighed and said, "Actually, you don't need to write so carefully."

He wrote like he was writing on a blackboard, and it felt like he was being very careful while he was writing.

Writing like this must be tiring.

"Give them the manuscript; as long as it's clear to them, that's fine."

Fu Huaiyi said, "I can't let you down. If someone asks you later, you'll have to say it was written by your... assistant, right?"

"Ah."

"If your handwriting is too bad, people will definitely laugh at you."

Lin Yuyao: "..." Really?

"Writing it like this, I think I'm making you look good, right?"

Lin Yuyao chuckled twice, "Definitely."

"That's good."

"You're writing so diligently, but I don't pay you a salary," Lin Yuyao joked.

"I'll be your assistant for free."

Lin Yuyao smiled, went to boil the water first, and then sat down next to him and watched him.

The burning gaze made his ears turn red, and it took immense self-control for him to keep writing.