Jiang Xichi nodded, a faint smile on his lips, "Okay, then I'll bring grandpa to see you in a few days."
His tone sounded sincere, but there was an imperceptible tenderness hidden in his deep eyes.
After a busy morning, it was almost time to get off work, so she packed up and went to have lunch. Most people now bring their own lunch, but she didn't, so she had to eat out.
She had eaten at the restaurant with Zhou Yanjing before coming here and ordered a light side dish for herself. Before the dish was served, she saw her stepmother Mei Yanqiu.
She was also eating in the restaurant, and was looking at her with a pair of vicious eyes. If looks could kill, she would have died a hundred times.
Shen Liwu pretended not to see her and found a seat in a corner to sit down. Mei Yanqiu's gaze pierced her back like needles, but she did not look back.
Mei Yanqiu suddenly stood up and walked towards her step by step in her leather shoes.
She stood in front of Shen Liwu, wishing she could swallow her up.
"You didn't even come back for your sister's funeral. Are you afraid she'll come after you?"
Shen Liwu raised his head, his eyes calmly meeting Mei Yanqiu's distorted face, his voice as cold as the frozen lake water in winter.
"I wasn't the one who hurt her, so if I have to look for someone, I'll look for the one who hurt her. Besides, she kidnapped me, and she owes me money. I have to work like a slave in my next life to pay it back, so what should I be afraid of?"
Mei Yanqiu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and her fingers clenched the edge of the table tightly, as if she wanted to crush the wooden tabletop. Her lips trembled, and her eyes were burning with anger. "If it weren't for you, how could she..."
"What?" Shen Liwu raised her chin slightly, her eyes as sharp as a knife blade, "She chose the road and walked the bridge herself, do you want me to bear the consequences for her? Thinking about other people's husbands, why did she take a crooked path, Aunt Mei, don't you think about why she wants to be a mistress."
Shen Liwu stared at her with a clear meaning in her eyes, isn't it normal for you, a latter who rose to a position in disgrace, to raise a daughter who has no sense of shame?
Mei Yanqiu's face turned pale in an instant, her lips trembled a few times, but she couldn't utter a word. She pointed her finger at Shen Liwu, “Say it again, I’m your stepmother after all, where are your manners?”
The corners of Shen Liwu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile. Her voice was still calm, but with a hint of coldness, "Courtesy is for people who deserve respect, Aunt Mei, do you think you deserve it?"
She has never been competitive since she was a child. Mei Yanqiu disliked her openly or secretly, but she was blind and mistook Shen Jiajia's acting skills for family affection.
How ridiculous!
"You...you have no conscience. You are the one who deserves to die. Why don't you just die?"
"Oh, you have a conscience, you are a good person, then you can die, it just so happens that you can't bear to leave Shen Jiajia, just so you can go to the underworld to accompany her."
Mei Yanqiu's chest heaved violently and her breathing was as heavy as a wounded beast. Suddenly, she raised her hand and pretended to slap Shen Liwu on the cheek.
Shen Liwu, however, remained motionless, his eyes narrowed, staring at her coldly, as if he was watching a farce. Just as the hand was about to fall, a big hand firmly grasped Mei Yanqiu's wrist with just the right amount of force, preventing her from breaking free but also not causing her any pain.
"This is a public place, please be aware of the impact." Zhou Yanjing's voice was low and cold, with unquestionable majesty. He stood beside Shen Liwu, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, fixed on Mei Yanqiu's face.
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