"Shen Beitang, you, you stop spreading alarmist rumors."
Lin Sha was clearly hit where it hurt. The Lin family was indeed not what it used to be. She had hoped to take advantage of the disintegration of the Shan and Shen families to rise to power, but she hadn't expected this...
"Hmph, Gu Zhun's fiancée? It sounds nice, but has Gu Zhun ever cared about you?"
It's widely believed in the industry that Gu Zhun's announcement that Shen Beitang was his fiancée that night was merely a ploy to completely sever the path to a marriage alliance between the Shen and Dan families.
The Shenjia South Plot project is a lucrative opportunity that everyone wants a piece of.
With the Shan family out of the picture, the Shen family will lose its source of funding and will definitely be unable to operate. At that time, Gu Zhun will come to take over.
Who is Gu Zhun? He looks down on so many noble ladies, so why would he fall for Shen Beitang, a crazy woman with only a pretty face?
It's such a simple thing, everyone else can see it clearly, but only Shen Beitang and her stupid mother believed it and flaunted it everywhere.
Once they get the project, the first thing they'll do is definitely kick Shen Beitang out; everyone in the industry is waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.
"Shen Beitang, just wait to be abandoned as a woman for the second time."
Lin Sha looked at Shen Beitang with a calm and collected expression, like a hen ready to fight at any moment.
"I'm sorry we've disturbed everyone. I'll take Grandma away now."
Contrary to his usual behavior, Shen Beitang, with tears in his eyes, helped the old lady up, holding the bottle in one hand, and prepared to leave.
"You're smart to stay with such a filthy old lady any longer, I'd feel like throwing up."
Lin Sha couldn't contain her joy. It must be because she had touched on Shen Beitang's sore spot. It seemed that the news that the Shen family was about to go bankrupt was true.
Just as she was feeling smug, she was pushed and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
"Who is it? Are you out of your mind?!" Lin Sha shouted hoarsely.
"Get out of here, you shrew! All you do is bully the elderly."
"Manager, please get rid of this rude person."
Those around her had long been fed up with Lin Sha's madwoman-like shouting and began to protest collectively.
Lin Sha then realized that the store was now full of people, all holding up their phones.
Shen Beitang stood pitifully by the table, appearing as a victim.
"It's all my fault, please don't let us cause conflict."
Shen Beitang stopped a well-off middle-aged woman who was indignantly rebuking Lin Sha and said.
"Auntie, thank you, but Miss Linsha will only be happy after we leave."
She was already naturally beautiful, and if she shed a few tears, it would have softened the older woman's heart, and she would have held her in her arms with heartache.
"Lin Sha? Is that the Lin family that makes leather goods?"
"It seems to be that Lin family."
"It's truly heartless. The company uses fake leather to make bags to deceive the public, and I never thought that even their daughter wouldn't be any better."
"Take a picture quickly and show it to everyone. This is the true face of capitalists."
...
"Stop filming! Please stop filming!"
Lin Sha covered her face with her bag and started rushing out while shouting.
"You bunch of penniless trash, if you're so tough, don't use my bags!"
Shen Beitang seized the opportunity to grab a cup of matcha and poured it directly onto Lin Sha's bag when no one was looking, staining the originally snow-white lambskin.
Lin Sha looked up as her beloved bag was destroyed and saw Shen Beitang shaking a cup in his hand, but she dared not make a scene.
"Shen Beitang, you just wait!"
...
After Lin Sha left, most of the people in the restaurant dispersed. Among them were some people who wanted to help the old lady, but she refused them all.
"Grandma, look, I've collected even more bottles for you!"
Shen Beitang knew that the old lady was a respectable person and she wouldn't accept other people's money for no reason.
"You can use this little cart from now on; it'll be much more convenient."
"Thank you, young lady. What's your name?"
The old lady held Shen Beitang's hand tightly, deeply moved. As her life was drawing to a close, she was surprised to find such a kind-hearted person.
"My name is Shen Beitang, Grandma, you can just call me Tangtang."
"Tangtang".
"Oh, Grandma."
Although Shen Beitang strongly requested that the old lady move into his home, she politely declined.
But Grandma kept saying that Shen Beitang looked very familiar, and that they probably had a connection.
——
It was already evening when I got home. Gu Zhun had already had the things I bought in the morning delivered to my home.
Ms. Zhou enthusiastically helped hang it up and exclaimed, "Tangtang, your taste has finally caught up!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Beitang simply smiled awkwardly, "Mom, you've said that eight hundred times since I came back."
How were things for you and Gu Zhun today?
This is actually the question Ms. Zhou most wants to know. Previously, Shen Beitang always revolved around Shan Chengming, and there was no news of any involvement with Gu Zhun.
When the news of the engagement came out, she was also taken aback and worried that, as the outside world said, Gu Zhun was only after the Shen family's land.
"Mom, don't worry, Gu Zhun cares about me a lot. Look at these clothes, he bought them all."
Shen Beitang stood behind Ms. Zhou and considerately massaged her shoulders to help her relax.
"I found such a good son-in-law for you, shouldn't you be happy for me?"
Ms. Zhou patted Shen Beitang's hand tenderly. As long as her daughter was happy, nothing else mattered. Then she glanced at the red invitation card next to her.
Shen Beitang also noticed that all the relatives in the Shen family who were supposed to get married had already done so. He wondered who had sent the invitations.
"Mom, what's this...?"
She was about to take it when Ms. Zhou grabbed it first and awkwardly hid it behind her back.
"Maybe it was delivered to the wrong address. I'll just throw it away."
"It must be Shan Chengming and Bai Ling's engagement invitation."
No matter how well Ms. Zhou hid it, the camellia on the invitation still gave it away; Bai Ling's favorite flower was the camellia.
Ms. Zhou used to praise Shan Chengming because of Shen Beitang; she liked him because of him.
Now that Shan Chengming has publicly humiliated her daughter, he actually dares to send an invitation. Does he think the Shen family is pushovers? Ms. Zhou is furious.
"Tangtang, don't worry about it. I'll deal with the Shan family sooner or later."
Shen Beitang picked up the invitation card that had been thrown into the trash can. The white camellia on it had been trampled into pieces.
“Mom, the invitations have already been sent, there’s no reason not to go. If I don’t go, people will speculate all they want, but if I go, it will put an end to their thoughts.”
Ms. Zhou originally thought that Shen Beitang would be depressed for a while after being jilted, but now it seems that she was worrying too much.
"Yes, let Shan Chengming see what he's missed!"
She had already started pulling Shen Beitang to look at dresses for the engagement banquet, saying, "Since we're going to embarrass Shan Chengming, we have to stun everyone!"
"Mom, it's not like we're going to a cockfighting beauty pageant. The dress you picked for me is covered in diamonds. Aren't you afraid of blinding me?"
Ms. Zhou didn't take it seriously and started carefully selecting jewelry again.
"This little bit is not enough. With the Shen family's power, you could have diamonds in your hair."
Shen Beitan stole a glance. With Ms. Zhou's help, it seemed that he would undoubtedly be the most dazzling crystal ball at the banquet.
Ms. Zhou glanced at Shen Beitang, who was carefree and had already started gnawing on chicken feet, and sighed.
"Tangtang, attending your ex's engagement party is such an important event, aren't you going to bring your current boyfriend along?"
Shen Beitang was taken aback. The current one, Gu Zhun?
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