What are you doing?
I want to be your mom.
Shen Haiyang was furious and even wanted to take action.
Shen Jichuan glanced at his unsteady adopted son and said coldly, "Haiyang, sit back down."
Even though Shen Haiyang was angry, he had no choice but to sit on the sofa.
Shen Jichuan lit a cigarette and glanced at Wen Qiao.
"Come with me to the study."
Seeing his father get up, Shen Haiyang immediately said anxiously, "Dad, Wen Qiao is just deliberately playing a trick on us. You can't agree to her request."
Fiancée becomes stepmother?
How could he possibly stay in the Shen family after that?
Shen Jichuan glanced at him coldly.
Do you have a better solution?
Shen Haiyang is about to graduate from military academy and will be assigned a job in the second half of this year. If he causes trouble at this critical juncture, Shen Jichuan is afraid that things will not end well.
Even if he has power and influence, he can find someone to settle things.
But if Wen Qiao keeps causing trouble, things will only get worse.
Could it be that he's going to kill Wen Qiao?
Shen Jichuan felt that this matter needed to be resolved eventually.
Since this woman is willing to make a request, then things are easy to discuss.
Wen Qiao obediently followed Shen Jichuan into his study.
The study door closed, and Shen Jichuan sat in a chair.
This is the first time Wen Qiao has entered Shen Jichuan's study in both her past and present lives.
The fabric is very simple, with a clear black and white contrast, and a large red lacquered wooden table.
The things on the table were simple: a fountain pen, ink, and a few military books.
And the ashtray that hadn't been cleaned up yet.
He seems to really enjoy smoking.
In his past life, Wen Qiao had seen him smoke several times during their encounters.
"Now it's just the two of us, you can name any terms you want."
“If you want money, I’ll give you two thousand. If I’m not mistaken, you can’t even save a hundred a year’s income in the countryside. Two thousand is not a small amount for you.”
"Moreover, I can offer you a relatively easy job."
"I think these two options are more realistic for you than a marriage based on a piece of paper, right?"
These things are indeed very tempting.
But can she really just let go of all the humiliation she suffered in her past life?
She can earn her own money and find her own job.
Why should she let that slut Shen Haiyang get away with this?
Even though she was almost defiled in her past life and sent to the countryside.
Why would he spread rumors in the countryside?
Everyone in the surrounding villages knew that Wen Qiao had gone to the city to find her fiancé, that wealth and status were dazzling, and that she made money in the city by engaging in promiscuous relationships.
His stepfather believed it to be true.
They assumed she had a lot of money, so they asked her for money every day.
If she doesn't give it to him, he'll yell at her, saying whatever hurtful things he can think of.
They were all the murderers who drove her to her death.
Recalling her past life and the helplessness and humiliation she felt when she hanged herself, Wen Qiao's eyes reddened.
“I don’t want any of those. I just want to marry you. I came to the city to find my fiancé. If he doesn’t want me, someone else has to.”
"you……."
Shen Jichuan never expected her to say that.
"Are you just going to marry anyone you find? You're still young, I'm old enough to be your father, don't you mind?"
Wen Qiao, "You're a high-ranking official."
Shen Jichuan was so angry he laughed.
"Wen Qiao, do you really want to marry me?" Shen Jichuan asked her again.
Wen Qiao nodded, "If you don't marry me, I'll stay in your house and not leave. If you try to kick me out, I'll..."
"So what?"
Wen Qiao was incredibly bold. She rushed up to Shen Jichuan and kissed his thin lips. Then she tore open her clothes, revealing her fair shoulders. Her skin was like her father's, pale and never tanned.
With her bare shoulders exposed, her cleavage was faintly visible, making her wish she could just straddle Shen Jichuan.
“I’ll accuse you of molesting me and of having illicit relationships with women, which you won’t admit.”
Shen Jichuan suddenly pushed Wen Qiao away, forcing her to take several steps back before she could regain her footing.
"I think you've really gone mad."
Shen Jichuan's veins were bulging, and his temples throbbed slightly.
She's gone mad.
If he weren't crazy, how could he have thought of staying in the Shen family at all costs, just to ruin Shen Haiyang's reputation?
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