You are my lovely wife

Seeing that Yang Zixuan ignored herself, Yang's mother asked Yang Zixuan again and said, "daughter?"

Yang Zixuan also continued to peel the apple in her hand, deliberately turned aside the topic and said methodically: "the apple is about to oxidize. If you don't eat it again, you probably can't eat it."

Yang's mother looked at the fresh apple on the bedside table and knew that Yang Zixuan deliberately opened the topic with herself. She knows that her daughter doesn't like, or even... Hates her father, but he is his father after all. What hatred can't be solved.

Yang's mother slowly opened the quilt, sat up, and then suddenly knelt down with a "bang". Yang Zixuan was also frightened by Yang's mother's move. She immediately put down her things and squatted down to help Yang's mother up.

Who knows, Yang Zixuan just met Yang's mother's hand. Yang's mother immediately threw her hand away, knelt on the ground and said with these crying voices: "if you don't promise me to help your father today, I won't get up."

"Mom! What are you doing? Is it worth it?" Yang Zixuan begged herself for her mother and father Yang. She asked herself to help father Yang kneel down and beg herself. It was really worthless for her mother.

Yang's mother continued to kneel on the ground and said, "it's worth it. Why not?"

"Do you know what he did? You still treat him like this. He's not worth it. We can live without him." Yang Zixuan suddenly shouted at Yang's mother.

Of course, Yang's mother knows what Yang's father has done, but she has loved him for many years and can't put it down. Although he has done so many things sorry for herself, she still forgives him, doesn't she? If he really loses his reputation, she will be sad.

"I know, I know what he did, and I know you hate him, but even if Mom begged you, mom begged you, just this time, just this time, okay?"

Yang's mother knelt on the ground and begged Yang Zixuan with her hands folded.

Yang Zixuan felt helpless when she saw her mother like this, so she had to promise: "I promise you, get up quickly and I'll help him, but only this time."

Yang Zixuan helped Yang's mother up, sat on the bed, then squatted and knelt, holding her mother's hand.

She felt heartache for her mother. She didn't know why her mother fell in love with such a scum and was so obsessed.

But for his mother, I still have to help him, but only this time, only this time!

Yang Zixuan peeled the apple, handed it to her mother and said softly, "take your time to eat the apple. I'll call my friend."

Hearing what Yang Zixuan said, Yang's mother knew that Yang Zixuan would help Yang's father, smiled, and then Yang Zixuan handed her the apple and ate it slowly.

Yang Zixuan went out to call her friends and was ready to contact the navy to let another news completely suppress the ghost incident of Yang Jiayuan and the nail household incident.

But who will operate?

"Hey, it's me. Who's hot now? Weiyang, a star? A novelist. Is it someone under Mu Qingqing's company? That's her. Go to the Navy and accuse him of plagiarism. The bigger the trouble, the better. Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zixuan's mouth turned into a ferocious smile.

It seems that this time we killed two birds with one stone. We not only followed my mother's wishes, but also engaged the people under Mu Qingqing's hands, which made Mu Qingqing lose face. Before reading her, she thought that the books of her popular authors were so good that they were not all copied. Za ZA, Mu Qingqing, just look at them.

Sure enough, the hot topic on the Internet the next day was that Weiyang's work "floating and sinking" copied the wonderful fragments of many unknown novels, and the topic heat always ranked first.

Yang Zixuan's search for the Navy this time is really not bad. All the comments below indicate that she is familiar with Weiyang's floating and sinking somewhere. It turned out to be plagiarism. Such comments.

After class at noon, Changle and Weiyang are ready to go to the canteen for dinner. Who knows that Weiyang is pointed out everywhere along the way, which makes Weiyang feel very strange.

So Weiyang asked Changle and said, "is there anything on my face? Why are they always looking at me?"

Changle looked at Weiyang's face carefully, shook his head and said, "there's nothing. It's estimated that your novel is too hot, so I read yours."

"But their eyes are disgusted!" Weiyang wondered.

After they entered the canteen and had a meal, they found a place to sit down and eat quietly. Weiyang always heard everyone passing by their table and would look at Weiyang with disgust.

Some even look at Weiyang when walking across the table and say "what a shame".

Weiyang looked at Changle wrongfully. They didn't know what had happened. Why did everyone look at Weiyang with such strange eyes and say that Weiyang was ashamed.

Changle gave Weiyang a sparerib at home, put it into Weiyang's dinner plate, and comforted: "it's all right, eat, don't care about them."

Weiyang nodded.

Who knows, in the middle of the meal, a group of brightly dressed girls came to Weiyang's table, supported the table with both hands, looked at Weiyang, and said strangely: "Yo, isn't this a famous great writer? How can you eat in our small canteen? Shouldn't you be reading novels secretly and take others' novels as your own works?"

The group of people behind also laughed.

Weiyang doesn't understand why those girls say she wants to take other people's novels as her own works. Her works are clearly written by herself.

Changle couldn't see it. He immediately patted the table, stood up and shouted at the girl, "why do you say that about others? Do you know it's an insult to an author!"

The girl sneered, looked at Weiyang and said sarcastically, "since you know it's an insult, don't do such a thing, great writer."

Changle was angry, but she said so Weiyang, but she really disdained to quarrel with such people in public. She didn't know some civilized etiquette, but she knew it.

So Changle took Weiyang back to the dormitory immediately.

After returning to the dormitory, Changle immediately searched the Internet for information about Weiyang and found that someone opened a post to frame Weiyang's works as plagiarism. He was angry and worried. He thought: these people didn't know the truth, so they talked with the wind and a group of keyboard men.

Weiyang is very confused. She doesn't know how to deal with online plagiarism.