Chapter 1: Provoking her seems like kicking a cotton ball!
"roll--"
As soon as Shen Jinwu arrived at the old house, he saw the glaring character "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") on the gate.
The next second.
A jumble of odds and ends, mixed with a few old clothes, were thrown out and scattered in the muddy water.
"The old man loved you the most when he was alive, but you didn't even show up at his funeral!"
A woman dressed entirely in black mourning clothes, with exquisite and elegant makeup, stood on the steps, arrogantly accusing, "The Shen family adopted you until you were eighteen, they have done more than enough!"
"From today onwards, you are no longer our daughter!"
Hearing the sound.
The guests who came to pay their respects all looked toward Madam Shen.
A girl wearing a white T-shirt and black pants, covered in mud and bruises, stood in the rain looking disheveled.
A gentle breeze ruffled her disheveled hair, revealing her exquisite face to everyone.
Her eyebrows were like painted strokes, her eyes were bright and captivating, and her face was so clean and pure that it was breathtakingly beautiful.
This face.
Even in the capital city, where beautiful women abound, it would be quite a sensation.
"hiss--"
Upon seeing his face, the guests gasped in shock.
It turns out she was the infamous fake heiress of the Shen family!
I heard.
Back then, when Shen Jiazhen's daughter was critically ill, all the major hospitals were helpless and issued countless critical condition notices.
In despair, heeded the advice of a master and adopted Shen Jinwu, an orphan of the same age, to pray for his daughter's well-being.
really.
Within a few years, Shen Yunrou miraculously recovered.
The Shen family was kind and generous. Instead of sending Shen Jinwu away, they raised her as their own daughter for fifteen years.
Who would have thought?
Shen Jinwu is a hopeless case; his character and talent are no match for Zhen Qianjin's, and he's a scoundrel who's good at fighting and all sorts of evil deeds.
She was even exposed for the shameful act of seducing her sister's boyfriend.
Now that his relatives have come knocking, he refuses to leave, clinging to his desire for wealth and status.
So what if she's pretty?
It's just a rotten vase, all show and no substance.
...
The people around them were talking amongst themselves, but the girl acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.
She clutched the Blood-Restoring Herb she had found after traversing mountains and rivers, her bloodshot eyes gazing silently at the old man's portrait, her pale lips trembling slightly.
Old man, you broke your promise.
Mingming said.
He will try his best to hold on and wait for her to find the medicine to save him.
"Stop pretending, you just want money," Madam Shen said with a sneer, her red lips curling into a cruel smile. "Yun Rou!"
"Sister, here's 30,000 yuan. Take it and use it first."
Shen Yunrou stepped forward, took out a bank card and handed it to Shen Jinwu, her gentle voice carrying a hint of charity: "Although it's not much, it's enough for your Meng Jiao family to save for several years by living frugally."
Meng Jiao.
It is a notorious slum throughout the capital and even the northern continent.
"..."
Shen Jinwu ignored her, squatted down, and rummaged through the mess of clothes for her grandfather's things.
"There's more."
Shen Yunrou stepped forward, deliberately showing off the million-dollar ring on her hand, her smile hiding a hint of pride: "Isn't it beautiful? Brother Jing gave it to me."
"Brother Jing also said he'll come to propose after I finish my college entrance exams. At that time—"
"Shen Yunrou, do you live in Dunhuang?"
Shen Jinwu carefully wiped each of her grandfather's photos clean and placed them into her schoolbag.
"What?"
Shen Yunrou was stunned and didn't react.
"There are so many murals!"
The girl slightly raised her eyes, her voice icy cold, and said, word by word, "Don't force me to slap you today."
Her grandfather had just passed away, and she didn't want to disturb the old man's peace and quiet.
"you--"
Shen Yunrou's forced smile froze, her cheeks flushed and paled alternately, and her expression became ferocious.
"Alright!"
Shen Zhihua, the adoptive father, loathed Shen Jinwu, but everyone present was a prominent figure in the capital.
To save face, they feigned kindness: "Jinwu, we also hate to see you go, but we want you to stay with your family even more."
"Don't worry, we'll do our best to help you if you encounter any difficulties in the future."
The family's "kindness" drew praise from those around them, while the criticism of Chen Jinwu intensified.
On the other hand, the person involved calmly wiped away the mud-covered things, not even bothering to reply or give a glance.
Everyone: "???"
Trying to mess with her is like kicking a cotton ball!
After sorting through my grandfather's belongings.
Shen Jinwu knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times towards the direction of the mourning hall. Her tears mingled with the rain and quickly disappeared.
After a few seconds of silence.
He rose and faced the Shen family members, his voice icy and resolute: "From this day forward, I have no further connection with the Shen family. As for this money..."
The girl's gaze swept over the bank card, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said, "Keep it to buy some glycerin suppositories, to really clear the brains of your family of three!"
"The fog has settled over the present day—"
Such humiliation nearly caused Shen Zhihua to lose his mask of hypocrisy.
"My surname is Pei!"
Correcting Shen Zhihua's words, Pei Jinwu concealed the sorrow in her eyes and strode away.
ah?
Isn't it said that he's greedy for money and refuses to leave?
What happened?
The guests looked at each other, completely baffled.
"You left so readily?"
Madam Shen also found it strange, and muttered under her breath, gritting her teeth, "It seems they don't know about the inheritance."
"Shut up!"
Shen Zhihua immediately rebuked her coldly, looked around, and lowered her voice: "What does the Shen family's inheritance have to do with a bastard like her?"
The Shen family's development can be described as rapid and leapfrog.
In just a few years, it transformed from an unknown company in a county town into a large group with some prestige, and the whole family moved from the small city to the capital.
Yun Rou has also gotten involved with the young master of the Lu family, a powerful family in the capital, and her future is immeasurable.
But unfortunately—
The old man was blinded by greed, neglecting his own family and showering affection on Shen Jinwu, whom he had adopted, even offering her 80% of his fortune.
If it weren't for the old man taking pity on her and insisting on keeping her, she would have been in trouble.
They had already thrown the person out.
Need money?
Without the old man's protection, crushing her would be easier than crushing an ant.
...
It is springtime.
The entire city was shrouded in a misty rain, and the streets were deserted.
A tall, slender man with an air of nobility sat back in the sports car, his long legs elegantly crossed, casually flipping through documents, his aura of power terrifyingly strong.
"how?"
The man lowered his head slightly, and under the dim car lights, his handsome face was outlined as refined and aloof.
"Reporting to Master, the trail has gone cold." Feng Xing bowed and answered with utmost respect: "Apart from the ghost, no trace of any other members of the dungeon has been found."
Underground city.
It is a newly emerging military factory in the South Continent, which is developing rapidly under the leadership of its boss, "Ghost".
Within a few years, it became a formidable rival to the "S Alliance" of the Northern Continent.
The two sides fought many times over the market and raw materials, and the master's S Alliance suffered many setbacks.
They only tracked down the ghost after it appeared in the capital.
Unexpected.
In the blink of an eye, the clues suddenly went completely out of control.
The man paused slightly, his face hardening with a sinister murderous intent, and his voice was cold and sharp: "Keep searching."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The phone rang at an inopportune moment.
"Shi Yan, have you looked at all the photos?" The old man's cheerful voice sounded slightly grating: "Are you satisfied?"
"..."
The man loosened his black tie, his cold face hardened with frost, and said patiently, "Grandma, I need you to explain. Why is there a man in the matchmaking profile?"
"Forehead--"
The old woman's voice trailed off, and after two seconds, she explained in a muffled voice, "It's not because I'm afraid you don't like girls, that's why..."
"Don't worry, we're very open-minded. As long as you like, cats and dogs are fine with us."
"..."
Shang Shiyan slowly opened his eyes, his deep eyes tinged with a faint weariness, and he helplessly tugged at the corners of his mouth: "You're doing quite well, sir."
The man smiled and turned his head away.
Suddenly.
A tall figure, shrouded in wisps of smoke, suddenly appeared before my eyes.
——
La la la, my darlings, my beloved Wanbao is back!
The new book maintains the same style: sweet, refreshing, and lighthearted.
A super rich, charming, and powerful CEO vs. a beautiful, cool, and unexpectedly adorable heiress.
A story of revenge against villains, slapping faces, and being the most beloved member of the group; a powerful and sweet collaboration.
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