"Ye Shaohua, I never expected you to be such a person!" Ye Shaohua’s roommate, who didn’t get along with her, glanced at her. She was familiar with Liao Yizhou within her social circle.
"Who doesn’t know that Yongteng’s CEO is Zhao Family’s precious daughter’s boyfriend, and yet you still become a mistress? Let alone that, how can you stomach being involved with someone so much older?" The girl spoke with disgust, "You really disgust people."
This plot was indeed in the story, but what Ye Shaohua hadn’t anticipated was it surfacing much earlier than in the original plot.
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Then she glanced sideways, and saw the complex looks in the eyes of most people in the dorm room.
The boss pursed her lips, "Shaohua, is what they’re saying true?"
Her heart was truly conflicted, she didn’t want to believe the post, yet when Ye’s mother was sick, the two hundred thousand Ye Shaohua raised it in such a short time.
But——
She also didn’t believe that Ye Shaohua was that kind of person, after all, having lived together for nearly four years, she had seen what sort of person Ye Shaohua was.
"Then do you believe me?" Ye Shaohua didn’t answer, but instead, she asked her a question.
Looking into her dark eyes that seemed bottomless, the boss thought again about her usual conduct, how hardworking and struggling she was. If she really had become someone’s mistress, how could she live so wretchedly?
"So what about this post?" The comments under the post were mostly unmentionable words, even the boss, a bystander, found them shocking.
Ye Shaohua chuckled lightly, "Don’t do anything about it, I just think that some people might think I’m easy to bully."
But how could a top-grade special agent, who had once climbed to the pinnacle of the world, be easy to bully?
Not to mention anything else, any of her hacker identities could erase these posts without a trace.
**
Meanwhile, at the hospital.
Ye’s mother was in the ward, discussing their children’s matters with fellow patients.
Her complexion was getting better by the day, and as they were discussing, a visitor came to see her.
The old grandmother in the next bed looked at the visitor and was slightly startled, "Xiaoye, do you have an older daughter?"
But would this older daughter dress so elegantly?
When Ye’s mother recognized the visitor’s face, her expression visibly changed.
"Auntie Ye, may I call you that?" Zhao Yijun smiled warmly at the elderly woman who looked much older than her age, her smile exceedingly gentle, "Do you have time to talk with me about your daughter?"
Ye’s mother, who was usually very amiable to strangers, was extremely cold when she saw Zhao Yijun, so cold it was unlike her.
She got into her wheelchair and went to the corridor with Zhao Yijun, saying with a cold face, "Speak, what do you want?"
"Auntie Ye, it seems you still remember me," Zhao Yijun said with a faint smile, "But today I’m not here to talk about the past. There’s something I need to inform you about."
"Do you know, your daughter has been kept by many men?" As she spoke these words, she watched Ye’s mother’s expression.
Ye’s mother furrowed her brows tightly, "Don’t talk nonsense! Shaohua is not that kind of person."
"Whether I’m talking nonsense, don’t you have a clue in your heart? Take a look at the news online before you say anything," Zhao Yijun sneered, "Otherwise, where do you think the high costs for your surgery and your maintenance come from? It’s all thanks to your daughter’s despicable means."
"Like mother like daughter," Zhao Yijun said, changing her tone as she looked at Ye’s mother’s demeanor, "Believe it or not, my purpose today is to let you know about your daughter’s character and also, to warn you to tell your daughter to stop seducing other people’s boyfriends, otherwise..."
At this point, she leaned forward slightly, looking down on Ye’s mother with a mocking tone, "You know, with my means, making you disappear from Imperial City isn’t impossible."
Zhao Yijun said what she wanted, left a few photos with Ye’s mother, then left the hospital, striding away like a proud swan in her high heels.
Ye’s mother was still sitting in the wheelchair, covering her chest, nearly out of breath.
Fortunately, a passing nurse quickly attended to her emergency.
After thanking the nurse, Ye’s mother, with trembling hands, took out her cellphone.
This cellphone was newly bought for her by Ye Shaohua.
Looking at the new phone, she felt none of the previous joy, only to call Ye Shaohua, "Shaohua, come to the hospital."
"Do I need to come right now? Mom, I’ve got something..." Ye Shaohua was thinking of handling the forum situation.
"Come right now," Ye’s mother didn’t wait for her to finish and hung up abruptly.
Nothing was more important than her mother to Ye Shaohua. Setting aside the matter at hand, she hurried to the hospital. Ye’s mother wasn’t on the bed but had dressed and was standing beside it.
"Mom, are you right now..."
"Kneel down!" Ye’s mother’s eyes were red as she looked at her, her voice trembling, "I want you to kneel down for me!"
Ye Shaohua hadn’t knelt many times in her life, and seeing those reddened eyes and the raised hand of her mother, which she never had the heart to bring down, she pressed her lips tightly and knelt straight down.
When Ji Yunchen, who had received the news and rushed over, arrived, he saw such a scene.
"Shaohua, what do you want your mom to go through? Mom’s not afraid of death or pain, she raised you so big while being pointed at the spine, let you go to university, all for you to grow up honest, find a decent job, but what are you doing?!" She threw the photos given by Zhao Yijun in front of Ye Shaohua, "You’re a student of S University, my pride, my reason to brag—how could you deceive me, how could you do such things?!"
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