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

Chapter 39 Confrontation
Huo Qingshan pushed open the door and entered, where he saw Meng Youyou holding the torn green dress, her pale face wrinkled and looking distressed.

Huo Qingshan walked over quietly, but for a moment he couldn't think of any suitable words to comfort her.

For the first time in my life, I felt like I couldn't speak properly.

After hesitating for a long time, Huo Qingshan finally spoke up: "I acted very quickly, they probably didn't see much of it."

Hearing this, Meng Youyou looked up and said nonchalantly, "Who cares if they saw it or not? It's just a back view, it's not like I'll lose a piece of flesh if they see it."

But the next second she looked aggrieved: "What I'm worried about is that this dress looks so expensive, what am I going to do if I can't afford to pay for it?"

Huo Qingshan: "..."

He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up a chair and sat down, patiently asking, "Haven't you withdrawn the money from the draft yet?"

"The night I returned to the army after that charity event, I was packing my things in the dormitory when I accidentally spilled hot water with longan extract on the bank draft. Later, when I went to the bank, they said that some of the key words and signatures on it could not be accurately identified, so they could not withdraw the money."

Meng Youyou wasn't telling the truth. Actually, after returning to her dormitory, she was admiring her Sparrow Clan dress and wandering around the room when she accidentally bumped into a table and knocked over a cup, which led to the disaster.

Meng Youyou looked heartbroken: "So now I'm penniless."

Huo Qingshan: "..."

However, she quickly regained her composure and said, "I know who broke the zipper, it was Xue Sisi!"

His words were filled with resentment at being treated unfairly.

Huo Qingshan asked in confusion, "Who is Xue Sisi?"

Meng Youyou: "..."

"It's that girl with shoulder-length short hair who throws a handkerchief behind you in the morning, brings you mung bean cakes in the afternoon, and wears a pink floral shirt, light blue straight-leg jeans, and white flat leather shoes, with a lace headband on her head."

Huo Qingshan: "...How do you remember it so clearly?"

Meng Youyou: "..."

Meng Youyou selectively ignored the question, lifted the zipper of her skirt and showed it to Huo Qingshan: "Look here."

……

Throughout the ball, Xue Sisi kept her eyes fixed on the entrance to the banquet hall, but Huo Qingshan did not return until the ball ended.

After the dance ended, everyone gradually returned to the dressing room to change clothes. Meng Youyou, along with the chairman of the state-owned textile factory's labor union, blocked the door and waited for them to come out.

Xue Sisi changed her clothes and walked out of the dressing room with her bag.

Meng Youyou stepped forward and stopped the person, asking meaningfully, "Comrade Xue, why didn't you ask to borrow my dressing room to change clothes this time?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Sisi's expression changed, but she quickly regained her composure and replied calmly, "I feel bad about always troubling you. Anyway, the ball is over, so queuing a little longer won't hurt."

Meng Youyou's gaze gradually sharpened: "Oh? Is that so? Or is it that when you asked to borrow my dressing room to change clothes before the ball, it wasn't to save time at all, but to get rid of me and secretly tamper with the zipper of my dress, with the aim of embarrassing me in public?"

Xue Sisi slightly raised her chin, a hint of panic in her eyes, but she still tried to remain calm and said, "Comrade Meng Youyou, you can't just say things without evidence."

Her voice trembled slightly, but she tried her best to make her tone sound more steady.

Meng Youyou sneered, calmly took out a dress from the bag, held it high in her hand, and raised her voice, saying, "Then why is the nail polish residue on this zipper exactly the same color as the nail polish on your hand? Looking around the whole place, only you, Xue Sisi, use this kind of fuchsia nail polish, right?" Hearing this, two girls standing near Meng Youyou curiously leaned over to take a look, and one of them exclaimed in surprise, "It really is exactly the same!"

This was like a drop of water splashed into a hot oil pan, instantly igniting the curiosity of those around, who began to discuss it animatedly.

Xue Sisi's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her voice trembled noticeably: "Just because the nail polish on the zipper is the same color as mine, does that prove that I broke the zipper? Isn't that a bit too arbitrary? No one here wears this color of nail polish, but that doesn't mean I'm the only one in the world who wears this color of nail polish."

Meng Youyou stepped forward, her imposing manner intimidating: "Then do you dare to open your bag and show it to everyone? I bet you have tools for committing a crime in your bag!"

Xue Sisi instinctively tried to hide her handbag behind her back, her resistance was obvious.

At this moment, Wang Tao, the leader of the textile factory, stepped forward to take charge of the situation. He said to Xue Sisi with a serious expression, "Xue Sisi, since there is nail polish of the same color as yours on the zipper of your clothes, and you are the only one who has been in Comrade Meng Youyou's dressing room, things have developed to this point, so open your bag and let everyone check it."

With things having come to this point, Xue Sisi had no choice but to reluctantly hand over the bag to Wang Tao.

However, she had already thought of what to say a second before handing the bag over.

Wang Tao eventually pulled a pair of scissors out of his bag.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "There really was something in her bag! Isn't that the tool she used to commit the crime?"

Xue Sisi calmly explained, "I work in a textile factory, so what's so strange about carrying a pair of scissors in my bag? Does the presence of scissors in my bag prove that I broke the zipper?"

Besides, she knew better than anyone that these scissors were just the most common style on the market, something anyone could buy, and nothing special.

Meng Youyou casually followed up with a question: "You're saying these scissors are yours?"

Xue Sisi's confidence grew, and she said decisively, "Of course I bought it myself."

Meng Youyou fell silent.

Seeing this, Wang Tao was somewhat troubled: "Comrade Meng, you see, this stalemate can't go on forever."

Meng Youyou looked at Wang Tao and pleaded earnestly, "Chairman Wang, could you give me another five minutes?"

After thinking for a moment, Wang Tao agreed: "Okay, then wait another five minutes."

After receiving the promise, Meng Youyou's gaze shifted to the end of the corridor, as if she was expecting something.
*
Huo Qingshan stood on the windowsill, pressed against the edge of the outer wall, his eyes fixed on the rusty drainpipe on the wall.

He slightly separated his feet, bent his knees, tensed his leg muscles to gather strength, and suddenly pushed off, his body soaring into the air. His hands quickly reached forward and accurately grabbed the drainpipe.

The moment you grip firmly with both hands, bend your arms to cushion the momentum of your forward thrust, then tighten your abdomen and wrap your legs around the drainpipe.

The man's hands moved upwards alternately, each grasp steady and powerful, propelling his body up the drainpipe.

Huo Qingshan's gaze remained fixed on the target windowsill, his eyes firm and focused.

Once he was close to the windowsill, he didn't hesitate for a moment and lunged forward, grabbing the edge of the windowsill precisely. Then, with a swift and clean flip, he successfully stepped onto the inside of the windowsill.

*
Five minutes passed, and seeing that the situation was not progressing, the enthusiasm of the onlookers gradually waned, and most of them left one after another.

As time passed, Xue Sisi's previous unease and apprehension disappeared, replaced by a growing arrogance. Her true nature was revealed, and she began to mock and ridicule: "It's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so I won't waste any more time with everyone. This farce should end now. Everyone, go home."

Turning to Wang Tao with a fawning smile, he said, "Chairman Wang, as for Comrade Meng Youyou's group slandering me, I don't intend to pursue it any further. After all, I can understand that Comrade Meng Youyou was exposed in public today, was in a bad mood, and lost her temper."

To clarify, this part doesn't mean the female lead is intellectually challenged and can only wait for the male lead's help; rather, it means they have different roles.