You are my lovely wife

Seeing that Yang Zixuan was still indifferent, Yang's mother clenched her teeth, plopped directly, knelt on her knees, and deliberately squeezed out a few tears in her eyes.

"Even if my aunt asks you, help me," she said, and tears fell down directly.

Yang Zixuan was also suddenly stunned, and the whole person seemed at a loss.

Until Yang's mother's hand held her tightly again, Yang Zixuan didn't return to her mind. She sighed for a long time and was a little irritable, "aunt, will you get up first?"

Then he stretched out his hand to help Yang's mother up, but his strength was too small to move at all.

Yang's mother held Yang Zixuan's hands tightly and stared at her. The tone of request sounded again, "Zixuan, even if your aunt asks you, you can help us."

Finally, Yang Zixuan nodded and motioned, "aunt, get up. Can't I promise you?"

As soon as this fell, the tears in the corners of Yang's mother's eyes disappeared in an instant, and her face was filled with a satisfied smile, "aunt, thank you!"

After saying that, he got up directly, but he hung his head. On the surface, it may seem that he was grateful, but in fact, Yang's mother was laughing to herself. The matter was finally solved.

Looking at Yang's mother, Yang Zixuan directly got through the familiar phone.

"Tomorrow we urgently need a group of sailors. Please contact us at night and I'll call you for work and money tomorrow morning." Yang Zixuan ordered coldly.

"Yes, miss!"

Until she hung up the phone, Yang's mother smiled again, stretched out her hand to hold Yang Zixuan tightly and said gratefully, "thank you very much. I don't know what to do if it weren't for you."

After that, he blinked deliberately at the corner of his eye, as if tears would fall out again.

In fact, Yang Zixuan is not entirely because of Yang's mother. After all, people are still selfish. They just can't stand seeing Yang's fake posture.

The tone is a little irritable, "food, things are handled, aunt, you can go home at ease."

Everyone can understand the overt rush.

Yang's mother flashed an unknown light in her eyes, then pulled a smile from the corners of her mouth, patted Yang Zixuan's hand and continued, "in this case, my aunt will leave, and you will have a good rest."

When Yang's mother left, Yang Zixuan relaxed and rushed upstairs to wash and change clothes.

After Yang's mother went out, she looked at Yang Zixuan's gorgeous villa and saw a plot in her eyes, which was elusive.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and the early sun was just right, spilling on the streets, bringing a good omen.

However, the Internet is like an ant in a hot pot, boiling hot and spreading news. Even some netizens have begun to swear.

If only people pay a little attention, they will fall into an argument and can't extricate themselves.

The Navy bought by Yang Zixuan is worthy of great power. The incident of plagiarism of Weiyang's works soon spread, and even a large group of actors were questioned by netizens.

Yang's mother got up early in the morning. Looking at the online comments, the whole person flew happily. Even the breakfast that has always complained has become a delicious meal.

Weiyang, who was still on campus, didn't know the truth. He still finished class. He didn't hear some gossip until he and Changle rushed to the classroom.

"Look, it's her. She copied it."

"A good girl, how can she learn from others to copy, or from our school!"

Sarcastic words continue to spread into Weiyang's ears, and Weiyang is more confused. Some even stopped to look at her and constantly pointed.

Changle's temperament itself is careless. Seeing that everyone has been pointing at Weiyang, his small temper broke out suddenly.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman!"

Then he took Weiyang directly to the company regardless.

Even if Changle scolded the people or blocked Weiyang in front of him, the gossip spread quickly on the campus. Even in class, the teacher looked at Weiyang with strange eyes.

"Ringling"

After class, the bell rang. When the people left, Weiyang wondered, "what's going on?"

Changle reluctantly waved his hand and frowned, "I also know that we all blame our hurry in the morning. We didn't even bring our mobile phone."

Then he beat his head angrily.

Weiyang looked tight, got up and said, "let's go. Go to the canteen first, and then go back to the bedroom."

"Uh huh." Changle picked up the book on the table and left with Weiyang's footsteps.

The afternoon sun is more brilliant, and rumors are also vivid.

"Look, that's the people who plagiarize works on the Internet, but the level of plagiarism is not very good. How can it be burst out now?"

"It's her. I saw it this morning. You know people, you know faces, you don't know hearts!"

Satirical remarks prevented the two men from moving forward. Standing at the door of the canteen, they didn't go in or out. The scene was once out of control.

Changle directly stretched out weiyanghu's hand and shouted, "what are you looking at? Don't you people know how to respect others?"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd sounded, "what is respect? At least we won't copy works like her and wander around the campus so openly."

"You..."

Changle was so angry that he wanted to do it directly, but Weiyang suddenly pulled him, "let's go back to the bedroom!"

Then he took Changle and left.

When the two hurried back to the dormitory, they found that Weiyang's microblog had already been occupied and was severely labeled as plagiarism.

"What's going on?" Weiyang looked at the comments on the Internet. The whole heart was like falling in ice water, soaking in a bone chilling cold.

"What?" Changle closed the dormitory door and hurried to the computer with a confused face.

After browsing all the information, Changle suddenly threw the apple in his hand on the ground, "how can this happen? It's clear that your works are created by yourself. What's the matter with these people?"

Weiyang had already been stunned and shook his head rigidly. The whole person was in a godless state.

Changle didn't believe it. Once again, he carefully read all the remarks about Weiyang's plagiarism, but found that almost no one defended Weiyang, all questioning and abusing.

I trembled in my heart and looked at Weiyang. It was difficult for me to speak.

The two men stood like this and fell into rigidity.

The more you look, the more angry you are. Weiyang looks at the words one by one. There are drops of crystal clear things dripping on the ground at the corners of his eyes. The whole person is completely at a loss.

"Weiyang, it will be all right!" Changle could only pat Weiyang on the shoulder and comfort him.