Chapter 37: The Shura Field - She kept crying; how much does she hate you? ...

Both Shen Qinghuai and Chen Baihui considered remarrying as an option in their lives.

Unfortunately, due to various reasons at the time, it did not come to fruition.

Over the years, we've been at odds. If you don't visit our daughter, I won't either; if you don't give our daughter money, I won't either. Let's see who has truly let go, who is truly carefree.

Unexpectedly, their peaceful life was completely shattered by the sudden appearance of their adopted daughter.

Chen Baihui was almost certain that Liang Yuting would cause a huge scene this time, and might even bring up the elders of the Shen family.

On her side, Zheng Linmao will probably cause trouble too. After all, Shen Qinghuai, this powerful and influential boss, seems to still have feelings for Chen Baihui, while his current partner has very little wealth.

A man's pride will inevitably lead him to rebel and cause an uncontrollable uproar.

She sighed silently, then quickly went to greet him, saying in a reproachful tone, "Xiaoman, stop it. Your father has been remarried for so long, why would he still use my birthday as the password? Okay, quickly give the card back to your father, don't make things difficult for him."

Qiu Xiaoman couldn't be bothered to talk to Chen Baihui.

In her past life, no one paid any attention to her, leaving her to die alone and desolate from a high fever in a small hotel. Her parents were so cold-hearted; she must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes.

Now everyone's rushing to fawn over her, isn't it all because she's become successful? She only feels happy when she sees them in complete chaos.

However, it's better to just feign an attack and let them go back and cause trouble.

She laughed and retorted, "Mr. Chen, I was just joking. You actually took it seriously? Hahaha! Do you think that's possible? Mr. Chen has been remarried for so long. His ex-wife and that unwanted daughter are long gone."

Chan Pak-wai was speechless. Her daughter's methods of manipulating people's hearts were truly remarkable.

Come to think of it, Shen Qinghuai has been having children with Liang Yuting for a long time, and now that they have a son, how could he still have feelings for her?

She could only force a smile: "You silly child, you're already at work and still acting like this. You can't joke like that anymore. Your Aunt Liang will be sad, and your father will be in a difficult position too."

Qiu Xiaoman shrugged, looked at the woman with a face covered in white shavings, pretended not to recognize her, and said, "What 'Auntie Liang' and 'Auntie Hot'? President Chen, please introduce me to her next time."

As she spoke, she glanced back at the name of the jewelry store—Baihui Qianhuang, which was indeed Chen Baihui's shop.

Unlike traditional jewelry stores, her shop employs young designers and craftsmen, and targets young people. Her jewelry designs are cutting-edge and trendy, making it popular among white-collar and gold-collar workers.

Qiu Xiaoman carefully examined the scene, leaving the chaotic situation behind her to the four adults.

The four of them stared at each other, but only Shen Qinghuai knew that his daughter was not joking at all.

His password was indeed still Chan Pak-wai's birthday. He was trying to avoid Leung Yuk-ting, who would guess based on her own and her four children's birthdays, but would never guess based on Chan Pak-wai's birthday.

But he never expected that Xiaoman would know? Did he accidentally let it slip when he was drunk one day?

Could it be that he went to the police station to look for her that day? He was definitely drunk then...

He shook his dazed mind, pretending nothing had happened, turned to look at Liang Yuting, and calmly said, "Why are you here? Don't you even wash your face?"

Liang Yuting didn't say anything, but grabbed his arm and silently pulled him to the side.

She was determined to make a scene today, but not now, otherwise all the saleswomen would laugh at her!

She walked to the side and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you promise me you wouldn't acknowledge this daughter? What do you mean? You still want to spend money on her? Are you crazy?! What am I then? What are our four children?"

"Stop joking. Xiaoman is working now and doesn't need me to support her anymore. What's wrong with me buying her a couple of outfits?" Shen Qinghuai naturally wouldn't admit that he had transferred 500,000 yuan to his daughter.

He tried his best to persuade her, and his main idea was the same as Chen Baihui's: that having a successful older sister would make things easier for the child in the future.

Liang Yuting stared intently at him, trying to read something from his face, but in the end she held back and said, "In that case, you shouldn't mind if I come along, right?"

"If you're not afraid of being laughed at, then go ahead and follow me." This stupid woman doesn't even wash her face; Shen Qinghuai was speechless.

Liang Yuting gritted her teeth, untied his tie from around his neck, and slapped it directly onto his face until it looked somewhat presentable. Then she sneered and warned, "With Chen Baihui here, you're not allowed to pay a single penny! Also, go and get your bank card back!"

Shen Qinghuai was concerned about his reputation. Everything would be fine once they got home, but now, in front of everyone, he couldn't possibly listen to her. He ignored her words, pried her hands off, and turned to go to the jewelry store.

Chen Baihui was in pain, suspecting that Qiu Xiaoman had done her research beforehand and deliberately stopped in front of her jewelry store.

If Shen Qinghuai weren't there, she could pretend to be oblivious, but now... Hearing the footsteps behind her, rather than waiting for Shen Qinghuai to embarrass her, she might as well take the initiative and choose a less expensive piece of jewelry for her daughter.

She smiled and took Qiu Xiaoman's arm, leading her into the shop. She explained, "Xiaoman, this is a shop that Mom borrowed money from others to open. We still have to pay off the debts and interest, so I can't pick out any fancy jewelry for you. Besides, you're still young, and gold is too tacky. How about Mom picks out two pieces of plain silver for you? Once Mom has paid off the debts, and you're older, I'll definitely pick out some high-end pieces for you as your dowry."

It would be a miracle if Qiu Xiaoman believed her nonsense.

She scoffed, "You're so poor, Mr. Chen. Can you even afford to raise three kids? I remember there's a group of beggars at the train station. How about I ask my friend to save you a seat tomorrow? That way you can earn a little more money."

Chan Pak-wai almost had a heart attack from choking on her daughter's food.

But who can blame her when this child might end up working for Old Wei? Even if she stays in Beidu, she's still Director Wen's favorite, and she can't afford to offend her.

He could only laugh and say, "Old Shen, look at this kid, he's really funny."

"That's still not as funny as you. How come you have to complain about being poor in front of your daughter when you own the whole shop? Since you're so stingy, then stop calling her 'Mom' all the time, it's disgusting." Shen Qinghuai raised his chin and pointed to a beautiful butterfly diamond brooch, saying, "I'll buy this and wrap it up for Xiaoman."

Chen Baihui's face was burning hot.

She admitted that Shen Qinghuai understood her. She couldn't resist being provoked, so she grabbed Shen Qinghuai's bank card and said, "Hey, do I need to report to you whether I've borrowed money or not? Do you think everyone is as rich as you? But don't worry, I can still afford to give you a butterfly brooch!"

The sales clerk was dumbfounded, not knowing what her boss was angry about with President Shen. She could only look at this and then that, hesitatingly asking, "Whose card should I swipe?"

"Swipe my card!" Chan Pak-wai pulled a bank card out of her handbag.

It's her own shop, which is fine, but she still needs to keep proper accounts; otherwise, she'll have trouble explaining it to the tax authorities.

After swiping her card and getting the receipt, she handed over the diamond brooch, receipt, jewelry appraisal certificate, and other documents to Qiu Xiaoman, and sneered, "Hey, Mr. Chen, we've got this agreed. The child doesn't belong to either of us. Each of us will buy two sets of clothes, from head to toe, inside and out. Nobody's following anyone else. We'll meet downstairs later."

"Do you know Xiaoman's size?" Shen Qinghuai noticed Zheng Linmao's fiery gaze but ignored him.

Chen Baihui naturally saw it too; she needed to get Qiu Xiaoman away so she could appease her man.

So she retorted, "Nonsense! I'm her mother! Unlike you, you can't even buy her cosmetics!"

Shen Qinghuai was too lazy to argue with her, so he called Qiu Xiaoman and went upstairs. Liang Yuting followed like a sinister female ghost, her hair disheveled, and she had a sour face the whole time, which was quite frightening.

After the three people left, Chen Baihui quickly took out another gold watch from the counter, swiped her card, and handed it to Zheng Linmao.

Zheng Linmao was still unhappy and muttered, "Only fifty-eight thousand."

"Alright! My daughter's brooch is only 2,600." Chen Baihui originally wanted to use plain silver jewelry to get rid of her, but unfortunately she failed, and she felt a little helpless.

Well, two thousand isn't too expensive.

But Zheng Linmao was still dissatisfied, making a fuss that she didn't love him. Helpless, Chen Baihui had no choice but to give him a pair of gold earrings and a pair of gold bracelets: "Take these, give them to your mother as gifts for her birthday later."

Zheng Linmao finally smiled. That's more like it.

With the gold watch included, it's now over 60,000, and I finally feel at peace.

He happily carried a bag full of jewelry boxes and went shopping for clothes with Chan Pak-wai.

The clothes here are ridiculously expensive. Even if I bought the most basic ones, it still cost me over three thousand yuan.

Zheng Linmao was heartbroken, and Chen Baihui was also reluctant, but what could they do?

Oh well, let's just consider it an investment.

When they got downstairs, Shen Qinghuai still hadn't come out, so Chen Baihui had to ask Zheng Linmao to watch over the shopping bags while she went upstairs to check.

When they arrived at the clothing store on the second floor, they found Liang Yuting crying.

When asked why, Chen Baihui laughed. It turned out that Shen Qinghuai hadn't shown Liang Yuting the PIN when he swiped his card, and Liang Yuting was making a fuss without saying a word.

Shen Qinghuai looked at the gloating Chen Baihui and mocked, "How can you laugh like that? You must have been secretly buying gold for your gigolo downstairs, right? How much did you spend? At least 50,000?"

Chen Baihui stopped talking, rolled her eyes, and prepared to leave.

Shen Qinghuai immediately tattled to Qiu Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, did you hear that? She didn't deny it. She only buys you cheap silver items. She only bought you this brooch because she couldn't bring herself to do it. In her heart, you are not as important as her gigolo. Don't worry about her when you get old. Let the gigolo take care of her."

Chen Baihui was furious. "You, Shen Qinghuai, what kind of good person are you? If you're so capable, why don't you buy a house for your daughter?"

What's the use of just having a mouth and talking non-stop?

She was so angry that her eyebrows stood on end, and she wanted to retort to Shen Qinghuai.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Xiaoman spoke up. She calmly looked at her indifferent parents and asked, "Can you please stop arguing? Is no one going to do anything about this woman? She keeps crying and crying. Who is she? She's so annoying."

Shen Qinghuai suddenly realized that he hadn't introduced the two women yet, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "This is my wife, you can just call her Aunt Liang."

"Love? Hate? She's been crying all the time. How much does she hate you? Aren't you afraid people will spread rumors about you? You need to be more careful! The worst thing in business is when your family is crying. Your profits will just flow away with those tears. Don't you know that harmony brings wealth? Honestly!" With that, Qiu Xiaoman took Shen Qinghuai's bank card and swiped it.

Shen Qinghuai quickly called Manager Zhao and asked him to take Qiu Xiaoman back. He needed to comfort Liang Yuting, who was crying so hard she was practically flooding Jinshan Temple.

After he finally managed to coax the person back home, he reached for his briefcase and realized his card was missing.

Oh no, it's all gone to Qiu Xiaoman.

Qiu Xiaoman returned to the courtyard house, put down her things, and then came out.

She found an ATM nearby and checked Shen Qinghuai's balance.

He probably has more than one card, since he has two other cards with her, so she doesn't have high expectations for the balance.

However, when she saw the numbers that popped up on the machine, she was still deeply shocked.

Shen Qinghuai, how cruel you are! You're so rich! Why didn't you reply when you wrote to ask for money? Why?

Soon, the cell phone rang. Without asking, it must have been Shen Qinghuai calling. Qiu Xiaoman pretended not to hear it; he needed to vent his anger first!