Chapter 1122: You’re F*ck*n Ridiculous

Translator: Yunyi

Song Yaoyao was sleepy. She was in a daze. When she was called that, her phone almost smashed into her face.

“Huh? What?”

“Are you on Weibo?” Ye Meichen asked.

“Yeah, what’s wrong now?” Song Yaoyao had really given in to the media’s ability to make groundless accusations. Whether she was fine or not, she was not distracted by their words.

Wang Jiayu scratched her head. “Didn’t you see the trending searches? That Rookie Director S.”

“I did. Does it have anything to do with me?” Song Yaoyao replied. She wasn’t a rookie, was she?

Usually, Song Yaoyao wouldn’t pay much attention to those that had nothing to do with her or Tang Xinrou and the others. Sometimes, she would only take a break to check Weibo for relevant information.

Ye Meichen and Wang Jiayu were both speechless. After a long while, they said in unison, “That director… They’re talking about you…”

What a silly child.

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She was obviously quite smart and was the top scorer in the college entrance exam. Why was her reaction so slow sometimes?

Was this considered natural stupidity?

It was rather cute.

Song Yaoyao: “…” I’m sorry, I really didn’t expect this.

She clicked on the news and looked at it seriously. The more she looked at it, the more confused she became.

Domestic violence? Attending school with injuries? Wealthy family?

Looking at the comments section again, Song Yaoyao almost doubted her life. Was this really talking about her?

Why was there someone who claimed to be her classmate, saying that he saw her covered in wounds and could tell at a glance that she was beaten up? What the hell?

However, the account also attached a photo. Song Yaoyao didn’t know who took the photo secretly, but the wound on her forehead was indeed quite obvious. It was shocking to look at.

The comments section was in complete chaos.

“Can you shut the f*ck up about domestic violence? Did you see it with your own eyes? Editor, are you dead? Making up fake news here, aren’t you afraid of getting hit by a car when you go out?”

“I really don’t understand why so many female celebrities want to marry into a rich family. Is it comfortable to be beaten up like this every few days? Are you a masochist?”

“My heart really aches. My baby is so cute. How can anyone bear to hit her?”

“Baby, break up with him. We’ll take care of you!”

“Actually, with Song Yaoyao’s ability, she can live very well on her own. There’s no need to rely on a man. There’s really no need. Why?”

“It’s hard to say whether it’s domestic violence or not. Can some people stop acting like they saw Mr. Huo beat up Song Yaoyao with their own eyes?”

“It looks so scary. Do you think we’ll believe you if you say she fell on her own?”

“Ugh, scumbag! I threw up!”

“You don’t want to scold Big Boss anymore? /DogHead.”

“What’s so great about being powerful? Let’s be honest, can he travel through the internet cables and come here to kill me? The truth cannot be hidden forever. I always felt these two weren’t normal. Song Yaoyao is young and beautiful, only 20 years old! Yet, she’s marrying an old man from a wealthy family whose appearance is unknown. Wake up, the handsome and domineering CEOs in novels don’t exist. Stop daydreaming!’

“Thinking of such a beautiful girl being penetrated by an old man every night, I feel so sad that I want to cry!”

“I’m going crazy! How can there be such a disgusting person in the world? Can you be more rational instead of insulting women with your every word?”

“What are these f*ck*n morons doing here? Even if Yaoyao breaks up with him, would she take a fancy to you? Moreover, there’s no solid evidence that it was domestic violence. Isn’t it too early to conclude?”

…

Song Yaoyao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She immediately went to send Huo Yunque a message.

Yaoyao: “[screenshot][screenshot]”

Yaoyao: “[Laugh.jpg] Gege, everyone’s saying you’re domestically violent. How will you explain it?”

Huo Yunque replied two minutes late.

Huo Yunque: “What kind of violence? Does sex count?”

Huo Yunque: “If you want, I can download Weibo again and explain it to everyone.”

“Pfft!”

Song Yaoyao suddenly jumped up from the bed and spat a few times.

Ye Meichen and Wang Jiayu looked at her with confusion and worry.

“Yaoyao, are you okay?”

Fortunately, the lights were not turned on in the dormitory. Otherwise, they would have seen Song Yaoyao’s cold, jade-like face turn red. This time, even her ears were not spared.

YaoyaoLovesGege: “No downloading! No posting!”

Huo Yunque: “I’m innocent.”

YaoyaoLovesGege: “[HandsOnHips.jpg] Actually, you’re not completely innocent. In some aspects, you are indeed very ‘violent’, okay?”

Huo Yunque: “…”

Huo Yunque: “Behave on campus and sleep early.”

Okay.

After saying goodnight to each other, Song Yaoyao got up and went to the bathroom.

Ding ding ding—

Notifications kept popping up on Weibo.

LittleTangIsTheBest (verified): “Hahahahahahahaha, today’s trending search is interesting. Who did you say was domestically violent to who? It’s more believable if you said that Yaoyao domestically abused Mr. Huo!”

TangXinnan (verified): “My mother said that if Yaoyao can’t stand staying in Huo Manor anymore, she is welcome to come to Tang Manor and be her daughter @SongYaoyao”

TangXinbei shared a post: “Bro, you forgot to add an emoji so everyone knows you’re joking.”

KangYuan (verified): “What’s wrong with my dear disciple? Was it really Mr. Huo who hit you? @SongYaoyao

LuoXingguang (verified): I’m a bit surprised… Are you crying from the pain? @SongYaoyao

…

The spectators were quarreling non-stop, but in Song Yaoyao’s friends’ and relatives’ eyes, this was something that could be ridiculed.

Whether it was the fans or the passersby, they were all dumbfounded.

Could they use some common sense?

While her relatives and friends were joking around, everyone went to Song Yaoyao’s Weibo page and saw that her last update was still half a month ago. They couldn’t help but wonder…

Could it be that Mr. Huo really abused her?

Just then, a new message appeared on the main page.

SongYaoyao: Surprised, indeed. I just questioned Gege and asked him what he wanted to explain about these claims of ‘domestic violence’. The conversation was a little too casual, so I won’t show it to everyone. Thank you for your concern, and the student who took this ‘domestic violence’ photo. It’s not a good habit to take photos secretly. If you have too much passion and inspiration to vent, you can come to me. The studio is short of people /DogHead”

[photo][photo][photo]

The first two were photos of Song Yaoyao’s wounds. One was of her forehead, one was of her arm, and the third was a screenshot of their conversation.

Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque’s, of course…

It was the conversation log from the day before.

It was roughly as follows:

Huo Yunque: “Don’t get water on your wounds. Don’t eat spicy food, don’t sneak desserts, and don’t have cold drinks.”

Huo Yunque: “You’re only allowed to stay for one day. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

Huo Yunque: “When you’re thirsty at night, remember to turn on the lights and get some water. Watch your step.”

Song Yaoyao: “[RollingEyes.jpg] Yes, Dad!”

Huo Yunque: “???”

The following conversation was mosaiced out.

The chat record could be faked, but it wasn’t necessary.

This record was from the day before, the day Song Yaoyao returned to university.

“So, it wasn’t domestic violence? You drank water and didn’t turn on the light, so you fell and knocked yourself?”