Chapter 2 Chen Zheng glanced at Chen Tingyu with a half-smile, raised her leg and passed him directly, leaving him aside.
Chen Zheng glanced at Chen Tingyu with a half-smile, raised her leg and passed him directly, leaving him aside, then bent down and gently placed the white flower in her hand under the portrait.
However, her expressionless face and eyes that showed neither joy nor sadness showed that she had any feelings for her husband who died young.
As someone who was also ignored, Xia Yu felt extremely happy when he saw Shen Tingyu's face that was about to burst.
A shrill alarm sounded in Xia Yu's mind. Under the repeated urging of the system, Xia Yu slowly took a step forward, snorted coldly, and shouted loudly: "Chen Zheng, why are you in my father's mourning hall? Who allowed you to worship?"
The girl pursed her lips slightly, her pale face looked even more gloomy under her drooping brows, and she stared at Chen Zheng with a bad look.
Chen Zheng paused, turned around slowly, and looked at her puzzledly for a while, as if trying to figure out who she was.
Seeing that the girl's features were somewhat similar to the man in the portrait, she finally realized what was happening. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Xia...Yu?"
"You don't even remember me?" He seemed to be irritated by Chen Zheng's indifferent attitude, and it seemed that his struggles these days were all against the air.
Xia Yu was like a powder keg that could explode at any time. His pale face turned crimson and his listless eyes stared at her like two jumping flames, instantly burning the deathly air into ashes and bursting with vigorous vitality.
It is much more pleasing to the eye than before. Chen Zheng commented to herself.
She raised her eyes slightly, her dark pupils fell on Xia Yu's face, and after a moment, she said condescendingly: "You are disrespectful, you should call me mother."
"Who asked you to be my mother? Is there a ten-year age difference between us? If people know you, they will think you are my father's new wife, and if people don't know you, they will think you are my sister."
The girl was angry and laughed, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.
She couldn't say anything too insulting in the novel, but it didn't matter, I think she had already achieved 50% of the originality when she punched the male protagonist. Now, let her mess around and play with it freely.
In fact, she had a good impression of this villain. When the original body was devastated by the death of her father, she was the one who took care of the funeral. Although she didn't know why she married the original body's father, she always felt that it was not that simple.
"Aunt, your so-called stepdaughter doesn't seem to appreciate your kindness. Do you need your nephew to teach her a lesson?" Shen Tingyu looked at the two of them staring at each other in a stalemate and added fuel to the fire.
Chen Zheng didn't even look at him, and coldly scolded him: "You have no right to interrupt here, if you don't understand the rules, go back to the old house."
Shen Tingyu clenched his fists, and for a moment, his eyes, which were pretending to be well-behaved, were filled with resentment. In public, he showed him no mercy at all.
Chen Zheng glanced at Chen Tingyu, who stood there like a wooden man after being scolded by her, and chuckled. Her nephew was quite shrewd and better than her useless brother.
She was still very young, why was she so anxious to cause trouble in the funeral hall? Was she really defending her or was she giving her a face?
Xia Yu wanted to say something else, but Chen Zheng glanced at her calmly. Xia Yu's whole body froze in an instant, and she felt that the aura around her suddenly rose like a raging storm, freezing the surrounding noise and her together, as if she would be crushed by this powerful deterrent in the next second.
After dealing with the two troublemakers, Chen Zheng turned around and ignored them. Her expression softened as if she had changed her face. Facing the guests who were shrinking their necks, she continued with the next procedure.
Xia Yu stared blankly at Chen Zheng's straight back, which was like an unshakable mountain, full of majesty and pride.
She had only seen this powerful aura like that of a king in her father and brother before.
Recalling the introduction to this world that she had briefly read due to being in a hurry, she blinked quickly. In this world, can a woman do this?
Can she too?
Xia Yu lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. When she came to her senses, the simple funeral had already ended. The guests left in a quiet and orderly manner.
Seeing that he had gotten nothing good, Chen Tingyu didn't need Chen Zheng to chase him away, and he just rolled out in disgrace with his tail between his legs.
Chen Zheng was surrounded by a group of people, dealing with these trivial matters. Soon, Xia Yu was the only one left in the empty and silent mourning hall.
Xia Yu stared at the portrait in silence, and suddenly a mechanical voice of the system came into his mind: "Host, you have to keep vigil for the original father for one night. This is her only request."
Upon hearing this, Xia Yu nodded seriously, knelt upright on the cushion placed in front of the portrait, kowtowed three times, and then straightened his back and knelt on the spot.
Although she didn't know what kind of agreement the owner of her body had reached with the system to allow her to travel here with her body, her mother had taught her since she was a child that when someone does a favor, one should know how to repay the favor. She should accept her kindness.
Time flies, and the afterglow of the sun gradually dims. Xia Yu only felt a tingling pain spreading from her knees to her whole body. She moved slightly cautiously, and immediately took a breath of cold air, not daring to move any more.
Her father and mother had never punished her like this before. Xia Yu pursed her lips, grabbed her sleeves with her fingers and shook them helplessly, staring at the black and white portrait in front of her in a trance.
As soon as she fell off the cliff, she lost her memory and was teleported here. After that, she had a series of tight tasks and had no time to think. It was not until now that she calmed down that she finally felt that she had died in that world.
Her nose felt sore and the tears she had been holding back immediately fell, one drop at a time, hitting the ground.
"Host, what's wrong with you? Don't cry. Are you feeling unwell? Or are you sad about not completing the task? Don't be sad. The system will give you an extra point... 2 points, 2 points... Don't cry. I'll give you 5 points. That's enough."
"Wow, the system wants to cry too. It really can't cry any more, woooo." The system that had been lying comfortably in Xia Yu's mind suddenly jumped up, and was anxiously turning around in his mind. Seeing that the host's tears were still falling, it sat down with a pout, pouted its lips, and howled with tears.
Xia Yu shook her head gently, lowered her head even lower, and blinked hard, but the tears would not stop.
Everyone had thought and done the same thing before, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. However, after reading the information about this world, her mind kept replaying the scenes of her father, the emperor, and her mother treating her brother and her. Every time it replays, her heart aches for no reason.
She knew that she should not compare herself with her brother, but with her sisters. She was indeed the most favored princess. However, no matter how favored she was, she could not compare with a younger brother who was not favored by her father. Not to mention her brother. However, she and her brother, the crown prince, were born from the same mother.
Why can't she be treated the same as her brother, the crown prince? The dragon and the phoenix appear together, a good omen that Daxia rarely sees in a hundred years. So her brother was made the crown prince when he was born. But she is also a phoenix among dragons and phoenixes. Why can't she... can't she...
Xia Yu cried so much that her brain was deprived of oxygen and was temporarily blocked, and she couldn't make any sense.
She smiled bitterly. After staying in this world for so long, was she really willing to go back?
"Boss Shen, are you going back to the apartment?" After dealing with the trivial matters of the Xia family, Shen Zheng frowned and rubbed his swollen eyebrows, leaning against the door of the mourning hall. The assistant who had been following Shen Zheng like an invisible man asked softly.
Chen Zheng tilted her head to glance at the thin figure in front of the mourning hall, her shoulders trembling slightly. Even at this moment, she bit her lips stubbornly, suppressing the sobs in her throat. Only her trembling shoulders could reveal some clues.
Tsk, what a hassle.
Chen Zheng withdrew her gaze indifferently and did not reply to the assistant. She had heard about the noise this little thing had made these days.
The reason why she ignored it was, firstly, she didn't have time, and secondly, she really looked down on it and thought it was extremely ridiculous.
It would have been fine if she had thought she was a thief who was plotting to steal the Xia family's property, but the way she fought against her was to lock herself in the room, throw tantrums, and go on a hunger strike.
She stopped using this trick when she was five years old.
If she had any ability and brains, she should know that the most urgent thing is to use her identity as Xia Qiyuan's only daughter to tear a piece of the Xia family's flesh from her hands.
Even if she acted like a spoiled little princess and tried to snatch things from her without knowing her own limitations, she would still look up to her.
Chen Zheng glanced at Xia Qiyuan's face in the portrait and sneered. Yes, the father was so stupid, how could the daughter be any better?
Recalling Xia Qiyuan's dying face when he signed the agreement with her, and the tenderness and pleading in his eyes when she talked to him about Xia Yu, Chen Zheng's brows became more irritable.
An orphan girl walking in the world with a fortune and no weapons would probably be eaten alive by those greedy people. Didn't he know this before? He had been pampered for more than 20 years, but he never realized it. Only when he was about to die did he suddenly realize that he had to ask her for help.
Even if he paid more attention to his only daughter and raised her like the only son in his heart, this would not have been the outcome.
But it was true, she knew the nature of these old antiques. Even though Xia Yu was his only child, he was not the heir in his mind. He would carefully select a man who suited his taste, marry his daughter to him, and train his own son-in-law and grandson.
Being spoiled by her father when she was young, loved by her husband after marriage, and supported by her elderly son, Xia Qiyuan envisioned the happiest life for Xia Yu, and it was also the best he could give. However, such a life with the power of life and death in the hands of others was too easy to break and too fragile. It would be gone in a flash if you were not careful.
The apple of your eye? This kind of pampering is simply a joke.
When the girl stripped off her spoiled and domineering skin, her frail and helpless figure was particularly eye-catching.
Chen Zheng narrowed her eyes, not knowing whose figure she saw in Xia Yu. A strong sense of sarcasm appeared on her usually calm face.
"Seeing that I got married, those old guys finally breathed a sigh of relief and can sleep well." Chen Zheng raised the corners of her mouth slightly, stretched out the tone, and said in a sarcastic tone.
"Now that we have come this far, let them be happy for a few more days."
"I will personally give them a valuable gift later." Chen Zheng seemed to remember something interesting and raised the corners of her lips in pleasure.
"Ask the housekeeper to prepare a room for me. I will stay here overnight for the next few days." After making up her mind, Chen Zheng nodded and gave the assistant an order.
After that, her cold face softened a little, and she patted her assistant on the shoulder and said softly, "You've worked hard with me these past few years. Take a few days off and have a good rest. Come to me to reimburse all your expenses."
"Yes, Mr. Shen." The assistant responded excitedly and went to find the housekeeper excitedly.
Chen Zheng shook her head, her slender fingers drooping at her collar, slowly and methodically unbuttoning the buttons on her suit from top to bottom, and then she shrugged, and the slim suit slipped off, revealing the straight white shirt underneath. Under the shirt, her tight and smooth abdominal muscles rose and fell faintly with her long and distant breath.
She threw her suit casually on the sofa, reached out to pull off the hairpin on her head, and her inky long hair slid from her shoulders, winding down along the curve of her back and spreading out wantonly.
She sat at the desk, flipping through the documents that her assistant had just brought to her desk.
Under the flickering candlelight, Xia Yu knelt in the mourning hall all night, and the desk lamp in front of Chen Zheng's table was also on all night.
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