With his other hand, he quickly put on a mask.
Several older women got angry when they saw her, pointing and whispering in her direction. Some even cursed, "Now you know you have a sense of shame? How could you be so shameless when you were sleeping with that young man? You're a grown woman, and you have no sense of responsibility at all."
"Oh my, there are all kinds of people in this society. We've really learned something new today. Don't think that this is the end of it. I'm very free. If you don't resolve this, I'll sit down in front of your company and make a scene every day."
An older woman leaned over the car window and forcefully tried to remove Song Hengjue's mask. If Song Hengjue hadn't reacted quickly and stopped her, Song Hengjue's reputation would have been ruined.
Yang Qingheng was startled and took two steps back.
The company was completely surrounded, and more and more people were gathering outside, with a few reporters carrying cameras also visible in the distance.
Yang Qingheng was impatient. If she didn't resolve this matter on the spot, the company would probably be in the news tomorrow.
The more he looked at Song Hengjue's subtly smiling expression, the more displeased he became.
That brat did it on purpose! He timed her return perfectly, catching her completely off guard. Her eyes flashed, and she burst into a wail, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.
Clutching her heart, overwhelmed with grief, she grabbed the older woman's hand: "If you insist on doing this, then I won't live anymore, I'd rather die..."
Hot tears fell onto the eldest sister's hand, startling her so much that her fingers trembled and she was at a loss. Her previous arrogance instantly vanished: "Hey... you little sister, don't cry. Why... why do you want to die? Tell your sisters whatever grievances you have."
Upon hearing that Yang Qingheng was going to die, the older women's hearts pounded in panic. They were just there to watch the show, they never really intended for anyone to die.
An overwhelming sense of guilt arose in my heart.
"This man is a liar!" Yang Qingheng pointed at Song Hengjue's nose, tears streaming down her face. "It's not that I didn't want to be with him. I was trying to have a proper relationship with him, but he sneaked into my room in the middle of the night, took off his clothes, and insisted that I had taken his body and demanded money from me. All my wages since I started working, several thousand yuan, have been swindled away by this man. It's outrageous! Now you want the company to fire me. If I lose my job and my money, I don't want to live anymore."
Sun Rong: ...Awesome!
Why does this sound so familiar?
The older sister stared in disbelief, her gaze towards Song Hengjue changing: "Isn't this a honey trap!"
"Well, so that's why a young lady would do something like this. Turns out you're a conman, you've fooled us all!" Several women rushed forward, grabbed Song Hengjue by the collar, and pressed his face against the car window. "The police said a few days ago that there were a lot of conmen lately, and I didn't believe it. Now they've delivered themselves right to our doorstep. Today, I'm going to rid the world of this scourge!"
A large pancake flew in from the outside and angrily hit Song Hengjue on the head, making him shudder from the heat.
"You fraudster, you've tarnished that girl's reputation."
From being a wronged woman to a fraudster, Song Hengjue was stunned. When he met the mocking dark eyes of the woman in the car, his composure crumbled.
With tears welling up in her eyes, she knelt down with a thud, gazing longingly at Yang Qingheng, and slapped herself: "Hengheng, it's all my fault. I truly love you. That money was our family's lifeline. You know my grandmother is sick."
“Yes, Sister Heng, please forgive him,” Fang Nan received a look from Song Hengjue, raised her sleeve to wipe the corner of her eyes, and burst into tears. “My brother really had no other choice. Grandma is gone, and you are his only family now. You can’t be so heartless.”
Meeting Yang Qingheng's threatening gaze, he felt like crying but had no tears, and shrugged his shoulders.
He's just a worker; if there's a grievance, there's a reason. Just make things difficult for his boss.
The bizarre story left the aunties completely bewildered, looking at one after another until their brains were about to explode.
Even the scripts aren't this captivating.
Song Hengjue knelt on the ground, and Erkang beckoned: "Hengheng, Hengheng, how can I live without you? I have already returned the money to you, please give me another chance."
"A fool who turns back is more precious than gold. Why don't you give him another chance, young lady?" the older woman tentatively suggested.
...a fool?
Fang Nan suppressed a laugh; to be honest, that description was quite apt.
A group of people chattered on and on, wishing they could rush up and take Song Hengjue's place.
Yang Qingheng's lips twitched. Her eyes stung from his amazing acting and she couldn't bear to watch. She smacked him on the head with her backhand: "Idiot, get up now."
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