Chapter 58 "I'll inherit it from you after I die"
No matter how chaotic the night before, the Shen family remained peaceful the next day.
When Lu Zhenyu came downstairs, the father and son were already sitting in the dining room.
"Daughter's awake." Mr. Shen waved to her. "Come and have breakfast."
Good morning, godfather.
Lu Zhenyu wore a sky-blue silk shirt today, with the ribbon at the neckline wrapped twice around her fair and slender neck and tied into a pretty bow, paired with a pearlescent satin A-line skirt.
The blue shirt and white skirt against her fair skin made her look even cleaner and purer. In addition, her complexion had recovered and her once chubby face was becoming fuller, making her look youthful and energetic.
The girl hadn't worn such brightly colored clothes in a long time, and Shen Jingsi, sitting opposite her, glanced at her several times.
His gaze seemingly casually swept over the faint green beneath the collar, then he silently looked away.
"My dear sister, is your tummy ache gone today?"
Mr. Shen folded the newspaper and looked over. "Is Zhenzhen not feeling well?"
Lu Zhenyu smiled and said, "It's normal for menstruation to occur, it's nothing to worry about, godfather."
At this moment, a servant came in from outside carrying a clay pot. "Miss Beizhen, we know you are not feeling well. The kitchen has prepared a pot of ginseng chicken soup. Let me serve you some first, and you can taste whether it is salty or not."
Lu Zhenyu accepted the soup bowl offered by the servant with both hands, feeling flattered by the respectful attitude.
"Thank you, that's very thoughtful."
Lu Zhenyu then asked, "Where's my godmother?"
The servant stepped back and replied, "Madam didn't rest well yesterday and is catching up on sleep in her bedroom right now. She said you can eat, so there's no need to call her."
Sitting alone at the front, Mr. Shen lowered his eyes and handed the newspaper to the butler, saying, "Go and pack your luggage."
The solemn-looking butler seemed to want to say something, but couldn't bring himself to say it. He simply responded and gave Lu Zhenyu a deep look before leaving.
Lu Zhenyu was about to ask a question when Shen Jingsi, who had stood up, interrupted her, saying, "Eat well and go to work. You two can eat slowly."
The man, carrying his coat, walked outside. As he passed Xiaomeng, who was standing against the wall, he snapped his fingers in front of her head, which was drooping.
"It's dawn! Are you going to serve her or she'll serve you? Should we tie a bed to your butt?"
Xiao Meng was so frightened that she was no longer sleepy and even stopped drooling.
Lu Zhenyu turned around and said, "She's timid, don't scare her."
Leaving behind a meaningful smile, Shen Jingsi put on his coat and left.
Xiao Meng swallowed silently, her mind filled with the image of two figures sleeping in each other's arms on the large bed when she came from the servants' dormitory in the early hours of the morning and opened the bedroom door.
Then, she met the gaze of the man who had turned around...
After Shen Jingsi left, Shen's father also left the restaurant soon after.
Lu Zhenyu stood guard over a sumptuous breakfast table, then turned around and beckoned Xiaomeng, who was wincing and pursing her lips as if deep in thought.
He served her a bowl of chicken soup. "Drink it, it's a reward for you."
Although Lu Zhenyu was in a daze last night, she knew that the girl would come to see her from the servants' quarters every hour.
After what happened yesterday, when Lu Zhenyu defended her in front of the old woman, a bowl of chicken soup could no longer stir Xiaomeng's heart.
Well, perhaps it's divine intervention.
Considering that she left home at a young age and has been working alone to support her younger brother for so many years, I bestow upon her a kind, gentle, and beautiful master.
As for what I accidentally saw last night...
When the Zheng family called in the evening, the young lady replied as usual: "The young mistress is perfectly normal, very well-behaved, and has not done anything out of line. Please rest assured, mistress and young master."
"Of course, I watch her every minute of every day, 24 hours a day. I'm practically sleeping under her bed. Nothing can escape my watchful eye."
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After breakfast, Lu Zhenyu quietly went upstairs to check on Chen's mother.
The person was truly taking a nap in bed. Lu Zhenyu, who was by the bedside, bent down to tuck the blanket in and quietly left.
"Zhenzhen, are you cold?"
Behind the Shen family's house, the two girls, one lying in the treehouse reading a book, and the other sitting below drawing.
"It's not cold, I'm wearing a lot of clothes," Lu Zhenyu said. "I'd better finish painting before it gets dark, otherwise it won't be visible."
From Xiaomeng's perspective, the two of them, one above the other, could clearly see every tree in the woman's drawing, as if it had been photographed, making it incredibly realistic.
Holding the treasured edition book, which she had already read most of, Xiaomeng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
How can someone be so well-rounded?
She is beautiful, kind-hearted, a talented painter, and also an internationally renowned writer under a pen name.
Then I thought about what the servants said last night...
Perhaps the only flaw of this young mistress was her bad luck.
“Zhenzhen, how do you have so many out-of-print books, and every single one of them is a collector’s edition?”
Lu Zhenyu laughed and said, "Part of it was bought for me by my godparents, and the rest..."
She paused as she spoke, lowering her eyes, "It was a gift from someone else."
Actually, it was Shen Jingsi; two-thirds of her books were collected from all over the world by herself or through intermediaries.
Compared to works by famous authors, Lu Zhenyu has always preferred niche literature since childhood.
Shen Jingsi called her a bookworm, but he would ask his friends to find her a few books every month.
"Wow……"
Xiaomeng was envious.
When she first entered Lu Zhenyu's bedroom, she was completely mesmerized by the dazzling array of books.
The 100-square-meter study was filled with books on all four walls, from top to bottom—a level of sophistication she never dared to dream of.
This clearly shows how much her family loved her since she was a child.
But when it comes to the crucial moment, I really will abandon her.
"You must have had a very happy childhood, with so many books to read every day."
Lu Zhenyu just smiled and said, "Since you like reading so much, I'll leave all my books to you after I die."
At first glance, it sounded really exciting, but after realizing what it meant, Xiaomeng pouted and shook her head.
"It might not work. I'm only three years younger than you. If you die, I don't think I'll have many days left to live."
The girl seems to think that both of them can die peacefully in their old age.
Lu Zhenyu smiled and said, "How can you say for sure? But I can make up my will first."
Xiao Meng immediately poked her head out, her eyes shining, "Then can I open a free library back in my hometown after I finish reading the book?"
"sure."
The master and servant chatted casually, while servants came over one after another.
A moment later, "Miss Beizhen, would you like some osmanthus tea, with some honey added?"
A moment later, "Miss Beizhen, it's cold outside, so I brought you a mink blanket. Wrap it around yourself."
Then it was, "Miss Zhenzhen, besides the Goddess Soup, what else would you like to eat tonight?"
After sending off three groups of people, Lu Zhenyu pulled the mink blanket around her and touched her cheek. "Xiaomeng, is there something on my face?"
"Of course!" Xiao Meng, who was lying on top swinging her legs, said, "It's a great and selfless beauty!"
Lu Zhenyu laughed, "So you think it's great and selfless to let you inherit two books?"
The girl chuckled and poked her head out, "It's noble not to give it to you; they're just doing what servants earning seven thousand a month are supposed to do."
That makes sense.
After regaining her composure, Lu Zhenyu continued painting.
Just as the girl was engrossed in her painting, her father, whom she hadn't seen since breakfast, arrived.
Xiao Meng noticed first, stuffed the book back into her clothes, climbed down, and left under the pretext of preparing medicine.
With his hands behind his back, Shen Fu bent down and looked at the half-finished work on the canvas.
Lu Zhenyu looked at his now-formal attire and asked, "Are you going on a business trip somewhere?"
Shen's father patted her shoulder, "I'm going back to Texas soon, so I came to see you before I leave."
In recent years, the Shen family father and son have intended to expand their family business, and with the help of their old ally, the Si family, they have gained entry into the global arms industry.
The father and son each had their own roles: one kept the home front secure, while the other charged into battle.
The focus has shifted from "making money" to "making power".
Ke Luzhen clearly remembered that when Shen's father returned from his vacation this time, he would stay until the engagement banquet of both families was over.
The man was clearly not as energetic as he had been a few days ago.
Could it be because of the argument last night?
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