An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 35 Social Events
After leaving the Cultural Palace, Meng Youyou hurried along the street, asking around as she went. After turning into several alleys, she finally found a branch of a supply and marketing cooperative.

This supply and marketing cooperative is a gray brick and tile building with clean and tidy walls. The main door is a dark brown wooden double door with a prominent "Supply and Marketing Cooperative" sign hanging above it.

Stepping inside, the space is spacious and bright, with the cement floor spotless. The wooden shelves are neatly arranged, simple in style but very sturdy, and filled to the brim with goods.

The glass counter was polished to a shine, revealing a wide array of goods on display, and a faint, mixed aroma of various products filled the air.

Behind the cosmetics counter stood a saleswoman, a shrewd-looking middle-aged woman, dressed in a simple light blue blouse, her hair neatly pinned up at the back of her head.

When she saw Meng Youyou enter, a glint of light flashed in her eyes, and a warm smile immediately spread across her face as she said, "Comrade, welcome! What would you like to order?"

Meng Youyou glanced at the shelf and replied, "I want to buy a bottle of baby oil."

As the sales clerk responded, she took the baby oil from the shelf and placed it on the counter, but her eyes were scanning Meng Youyou's clothes and appearance. Her exquisite clothes and unique temperament made her feel that this girl's spending power must be quite high.

So, she smiled and took out a "Horse Brand" eyebrow pencil from the box next to her, and enthusiastically introduced it: "Comrade, take a look at this eyebrow pencil. It's a best-selling product here. It makes eyebrows look beautiful and natural. Many fashionable girls like you love to use it."

Meng Youyou took it casually, without even having a chance to examine it closely.

The female sales clerk quickly picked up another lipstick and continued her introduction: "Take a look at this Maxam lipstick, the color is so stylish. Young lady, you have fair skin, this color really complements your complexion. Sister Xin, you'll definitely look incredibly beautiful after wearing it."

Unable to refuse the kind offer, Meng Youyou, who is easily swayed when it comes to shopping, thought about how she would have to remove her makeup with baby oil later, and realized she couldn't possibly host the show with a bare face. So, she decided to buy the eyebrow pencil and lipstick as well.

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After removing her makeup in the bathroom, Meng Youyou returned to the temporary dressing room and sat in front of the mirror to start putting on makeup again.

Her features were already exquisite, with a delicate and petite face, cherry lips and a pert nose, but the most striking feature was her pair of bright and expressive almond-shaped eyes.

Meng Youyou picked up the eyebrow pencil and gently outlined her brow bone with delicate and smooth strokes. Before long, two naturally curved eyebrows were drawn, adding a touch of classical charm to her face.

Then, she opened the lipstick, slowly applied it to her lips, and then blended it out little by little with her fingertips, leaving only a light color on her full lips. It brightened her complexion just right without being too flamboyant, and simply added a touch of coquettishness.

The remaining red marks on her fingertips were lightly dabbed onto her cheeks, then blended into a cherry blossom pink with her fingertips, making her even more charming.

Without excessive embellishment, it appears as if naturally formed, exuding a lively charm in every smile and gesture.

Just then, someone knocked on the door and called out, "Is Comrade Meng Youyou inside? The event is about to start in ten minutes."

Meng Youyou immediately replied, "Okay, I'll change my clothes and come right away."

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The central hall of the Cultural Palace.

Meng Youyou, wearing a light green silk blend dress, immediately attracted everyone's attention upon her appearance, including Huo Qingshan's.

Meng Youyou was already used to this kind of scene where everyone was in the spotlight, and she was not intimidated at all. A few minutes before the event was about to start, Meng Youyou walked back and forth in front of Huo Qingshan as if by accident, wanting to redeem herself!
"Just wait till I make you happy!"

DouDou couldn't help but complain: "Didn't you come here today to set up Battalion Commander Huo with another girl?"
You've dressed yourself up so beautifully that you've stolen everyone else's thunder. Isn't that just being the guest of honor?
Meng Youyou retorted confidently, "I didn't wear much makeup at all, okay? This dress was provided by the organizers. Is it because I'm too beautiful? It's just that my talent doesn't allow me to be low-key."

DouDou was utterly speechless: [...]
But they were powerless to refute it.

Just as Meng Youyou was engrossed in "posing"... she caught a glimpse of Huo Qingshan walking towards her out of the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat for some reason... She subconsciously continued to keep an eye on his movements.

Feeling the man seem to stop behind her and let out a soft laugh, Meng Youyou was confused. She could no longer see him out of the corner of her eye. She only felt a rough, warm finger gently slide across the back of her neck, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

The man pulled a wisp of hair from the back of her neck and brought it in front of her, saying in a low, husky voice, "Your Highness, there's still a lock of hair you haven't tied up."

His tone rose, accompanied by an ambiguous smile.

Meng Youyou: "..."

"This is truly humiliating. I deliberately went to that scoundrel's place to 'offer myself up,' only to be humiliated by him once again."

Having made a complete fool of herself, Meng Youyou slunk away to the right side of the stage, angrily taking off her carefully styled "princess-style updo" and simply letting it hang loose, ignoring it completely.

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The social event officially began, and Meng Youyou had a male partner; the two stood side by side in the center of the stage.

The male host spoke first, his voice loud and enthusiastic: "Dear comrades, friends, hello everyone!"

With a smile and radiant spirits, Meng Youyou continued, "On this hopeful and vibrant day, we gather here for a joyful get-together."

Male host: "xxxxxxxxxxx..."

Meng Youyou's gaze casually drifted down to the audience, and her eyes inadvertently met Huo Qingshan's. Meng Youyou's expression turned unusually flustered, and she hurriedly looked away.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. The male host raised his hand and said, "Now, let's give a warm round of applause to the seven nurses from the County People's Hospital for their beautiful and elegant performance of 'Fan Dance in the Gentle Breeze'!"

Meng Youyou once again entered professional mode: "These angels in white not only have compassionate hearts, but also a love for life and a pursuit of art. Let us look forward to their wonderful performance on stage and usher in this beautiful time for us!"

On stage, nurses from the county hospital, dressed in elegant light blue and white gradient dance costumes and holding exquisite long fans, danced gracefully to the melodious and soothing music. Meng Youyou and the male host then retreated to the audience.

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Meng Youyou looked at the day's activity schedule in her hand and blinked in disbelief.

"No way! This is what adults do at matchmaking events these days?"

"How can doing these things possibly cultivate feelings?"

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