Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1012: Those Years 22

Beside the half-naked Zhou Meijuan was a similarly disheveled man, his arms wrapped around Zhou Meijuan’s waist, loudly yelling at the crowd who had gathered to watch.

”What’s going on, what’s going on? We’re a couple, just having a rendezvous, it’s perfectly normal. Why are you all gathered around to watch us? We haven’t done anything to bother you. Watching others on a date, don’t you have any shame?”

The crowd hadn’t yet reacted to the man’s words when Zhou Meijuan exploded. She pushed the man holding her away, and crying, she shouted to the crowd, ”I am not seeing him. He took advantage of my inattentiveness, dragged me to this place intending to rape me. I’m going to report him to the police!”

When the man heard Zhou Meijuan say this, his eyebrows immediately shot up as he glared at her viciously, cursing angrily, ”You little bitch, how dare you turn against me.”

As he spoke, the man reached out and slapped Zhou Meijuan hard, making her scream as she fell to the ground, half of her face swelling up, a look of terror involuntarily appearing on her face after being slapped.

The man, persistent, pointed at the half-swollen face of Old Gao, questioning the humiliated and prostrate Zhou Meijuan on the ground.

”You say I raped you, so why are you here with me? I didn’t force you to come. If I had, from the team to the mountain, there’s quite a distance, and so many people along the way, someone would have seen it.

Clearly, you and I came here to have an affair, but now caught by others, you falsely accuse me of rape. How can you be so cruel?”

Questioned by the man, Zhou Meijuan’s eyes avoided his. She was now at a loss for words. The reason Zhou Meijuan ran to such a remote mountain alone was because she picked up a letter in the door slit.

The letter was written in the tone of Qu Chengdong, inviting her to meet on the mountain, saying he had felt fondly towards her for a long time. However, he was intimidated by the fierce Lin Qianqian and dared not openly express his feelings for Zhou Meijuan.

To show sincerity, ten yuan and several food coupons accompanied the letter, making Zhou Meijuan believe it was surely written by Qu Chengdong.

Because Qu Chengdong was the wealthiest at the entire Zhiqing point. Although other educated youths didn’t lack money from their families, none spent lavishly for Lin Qianqian like Qu Chengdong, never showing any sign of lacking funds.

Zhou Meijuan admired Qu Chengdong solely for his wealth. With ten yuan and food coupons tempting her, she didn’t pause to think and happily searched for the address in the letter.

Dumbly, she followed the letter’s advice, burned it after reading to avoid accidental discovery by Lin Qianqian someday, causing trouble.

Zhou Meijuan simply wanted Qu Chengdong to provide money and food tickets to secure comfort, caring little if he intended to make her his embarrassing mistress, nor did she fancy provoking Lin Qianqian.

The result was Zhou Meijuan unable to explain, having destroyed the sole evidence, the letter. Thus, she remained incapable of countering the man’s interrogation.

She never anticipated such bad luck, burning the letter, then eagerly rushed up the mountain. Arriving at the appointed meeting spot beneath the largest wild apricot tree, called by Qu Chengdong in the letter.

Unexpectedly, upon arrival, Qu Chengdong was absent. Instead, someone gagged Zhou Meijuan from behind, silencing her as they forcibly pinned her against the tree, stripping her.

Zhou Meijuan struggled desperately, but the person behind was too strong, immobilizing her resistance. Her efforts merely delayed the man stripping her clothes, soon leaving her half-naked.

In utter despair, convinced she wouldn’t escape her ordeal that day, a timely woman’s scream finally rescued her.

Upon feeling saved, Zhou Meijuan turned to discover the screamer was Lin Qianqian, whom she feared and envied. Worse was Lin Qianqian accompanied by many men and women, all witnessing her plight.

Her mind went blank at that moment, recalling nothing, instinctively pointing at the man assaulting her and accusing him of rape to the onlookers, threatening to report him to the police.

The man harassing Zhou Meijuan was notorious, a scoundrel well-known in the production team, kin to team leader Lin Cheng’an. He ranked second; everyone called him Lin Laoer. Few remembered his genuine name.

Lin Laoer, idle in daily life, earned as little as women, thus no one desired their daughters to marry him. Despite decent looks, no women fancied him, for he was hopelessly indolent.

A man like this was disregarded by women in the team. Zhou Meijuan, an educated youth, did not fancy him, nor did any onlookers believe Zhou Meijuan would stoop to Lin Laoer’s vagabond scoundrel level.

Initially, the crowd believed Zhou Meijuan’s claims, assuming Lin Laoer indeed bullied her. In the present era, not the old society; minds were simple. Discovering such matter, they first felt sympathy and just indignation for Zhou Meijuan.

Had it been the keyboard warrior era, although most shared correct views and sympathized with victims, some fools would blame women while facing oppression.

Clearly a woman wronged, yet the blame falls on her shoulders. Most tragically, often, women themselves disdain and harm other females.

For example, if an assaulted girl went out late, society comments on her fault; questioning a respectable girl being out late, unaware of night shifts.