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Han Yuhao posted all my personal information online and told everyone that I am a Scamming for Bride Price fraud.
He didn't mention our five-year relationship or the unreasonable demands made by his mother.
He even maliciously edited a video of me flipping the table and cursing Zhao Youliang.
In an instant, I was labeled as a Scamming for Bride Price and a "shrew."
Several unscrupulous marketing accounts spread the news without verifying the truth, and soon my personal information was completely exposed.
Even my boss and colleagues called to ask what was going on.
Just when I was at my wit's end, Zhang Yanyan called me.
I vented at her: "What do you want? Do you know that spreading rumors and defamation has legal consequences?"
"Little girl, I warn you not to speak carelessly. Do you have any evidence proving that I did this?"
The post was made by a newly created account, and I currently have no evidence to prove it was her.
But she seems to have forgotten that all video accounts must be registered under real names now; finding out the identity is just a matter of time.
"Auntie won't beat around the bush with you. You and Yuhai should get your marriage certificate and get married. That 18.8 Bride Price is still yours."
"It's just that we need to use that money now, so we'll borrow the Bride Price for a while, and we don't plan to hold a wedding."
"So all this effort is just to make me return the Bride Price and continue marrying Han Yuhao?"
"Yes."
"Yes???"
"What if I refuse?"
"If you refuse, then there will probably be more posts like this in the future. I wonder how this will affect your work and life."
"Auntie, are you threatening me?"
"You said yourself that you would marry my son without seeking money. Auntie is doing this for your own good, as well as for the two of you."
Heh, so it turns out that slandering, spreading rumors, and threatening me was all for my own good? It's simply absurd.
I almost became relatives with someone so shameless.
[You! Must! Be! Dreaming!]
After saying that, I immediately hung up the phone. Fortunately, I had recorded our entire conversation.
Looking at the insults directed at me online, I wasn't scared; instead, I quickly posted to defend myself.
I provided explanations for the maliciously edited videos one by one, and with that recording from earlier, public opinion quickly shifted.
Several friends and family members called me after seeing the posts, all expressing their willingness to help clarify things online.
With this series of counterattacks, the anger of netizens quickly turned towards Han Yuhao and his mother.
Han Yuhao's workplace and address were soon dug up, and several girls even exposed evidence of Han Yuhao flirting and cheating on them.
Han Yuhao was instantly condemned and turned into a laughingstock; finally, after a few hours, he couldn't take it anymore and deleted his post.
This farce came to an end.
For a while after that, Han Yuhao seemed to have vanished from my life without a trace.
I no longer cared about that mother-son duo; my focus was solely on taking care of my dad and preparing for this year's Graduate Entrance Examination.
Fortunately, I managed to register at the last moment, and thankfully I still remembered the professional knowledge well enough that studying wasn't too difficult.
I thought I could gradually forget about Han Yuhao and those five years of feelings.
But unexpectedly, half a month later, I ran into him downstairs in my building.
[You, how come you're here?]
[Heh, don't get me wrong. I'm here to find my fiancée; she moved into your neighborhood recently.]
Fiancée?
Just as I was looking surprised, a gentle female voice came from behind me.
I turned to look at the girl; she seemed so familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere before.
Han Yuhao noticed my confusion and said provocatively, "Familiar? She was at the Engagement Banquet too. I told you she was my cousin, and I didn't expect you to actually believe it."
No wonder that day I saw him exchanging glances with this "cousin." It turns out he was having an affair right under my nose.
That's really disgusting.
"Han Yuhao, I truly regret wasting five years of my life on a scumbag like you."
"The one who should be regretting is me. You were messing around behind my back and caught an STD. Who's the real scumbag here?"
"Is that so? Can you and your mother not understand Chinese? Can't you read the name and identity information on that diagnosis report?"
Han Yuhao sneered, then pulled out his phone to show me a photo: "Who can't understand Chinese? Your name, Xia An'an, is clearly written on it. What are you pretending for?"
I took the phone and maximized the image; indeed, my name was written on that diagnosis report!
But this clearly isn't my report. What on earth is going on?
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