Outside the curtains was a large and luxurious room. The room, with its understated yet opulent dark tones, was dimly lit and carried an air of fading passion.
A woman, already terrified, was wrapped in a bed sheet and staring at Shen Wangshu, too afraid to move.
After all, anyone who dares to kick President Nangong's manhood, even if she's just a weak girl, is still not someone to be trifled with.
The woman had heard the sounds behind the curtains for a long time, and when she looked at Shen Wangshu, her gaze was filled with fear. However, Shen Wangshu had no ill intentions towards her and smiled and nodded.
After all, it was a clean break; the woman gave her body, and Nangong Yao paid her. Neither of them were married, so what was there to be disgusted about?
This woman did not interfere in other people's relationships.
"I..." She shifted her body uneasily, seemingly worried that Shen Wangshu would kick her too, but seeing that Shen Wangshu didn't seem interested in her, she couldn't help but purse her lips.
She moved among this wealthy young man with little dignity and was often looked down upon; everyone called her a bad woman. But the sight of this young girl looking at her with ordinary eyes brought tears to her eyes. She suddenly felt ashamed, lowered her head, quickly dressed, and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute," Shen Wangshu called out.
The woman with long, wavy red hair, exuding charm, suddenly turned around and saw the pale, somewhat thin girl smile at her.
She handed her a check.
"Why not take it if it's free?" She nodded slightly, stuffed the check Nangong Yao had given the woman into her hand, and said nothing more, walking past her downstairs.
The entire three floors of the Nangong Villa belonged to Nangong Yao. No matter how wildly Nangong Yao acted, no one would disturb him or criticize him. The servants of the Nangong family would watch over Nangong Yao with expressions of indifference.
Shen Wangshu walked calmly past the expressionless servants.
They assumed Nangong Yao was still inside, since Si Xin hadn't come out, so they didn't stop Shen Wangshu and let her leave. Shen Wangshu rummaged through her phone in her pocket, quickly went downstairs, and tidied herself up, revealing the marks on her wrists where she had been bound with rope.
Her face, already pale, regained its usual timidity. Head bowed, her shoulder-length black hair obscuring her face, she slowly walked down to the first floor. The entire first floor was brightly lit, the most opulent and resplendent, filled with famous paintings and exquisite decorations.
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At the gilded dining table sat a man and a woman, smiling at each other.
Looking at the two people smiling tenderly at each other, Shen Wangshu felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
Nangong Yao's father is Nangong Cheng, and Si Chun and Si Xin's mother is Si Jiali.
They could have been a happy couple, but their lives were destroyed by Scarlett's death.
On the day Si Chun's mother died, Nan Gongcheng witnessed the death of his newlywed wife and also died of a heart attack on the same day.
This is truly ironic.
The love between Nangong Yao and Si Xin ultimately led to the deaths of their entire families.
Shen Wangshu stood at the top of the stairs for a few seconds.
Scarlett had already turned her head and looked over. When she saw her daughter, a charming smile appeared on her face.
"Xiao Chun!"
She pounced on him immediately, pressing Shen Wangshu's small head into her ample bosom and kneading it forcefully.
Shen Wangshu failed to kill Nangong Yao, but almost got accidentally killed by her own mother.
"No..." she protested in a somewhat childish voice.
"Oh my, Xiaochun looks so energetic today." Si Jiali's voice had a captivating curve, and even Shen Wangshu felt her heart warm upon hearing it. She rubbed Shen Wangshu's chest a little before smilingly pushing her away. She looked down at her daughter's slightly pale face, paused for a moment, and then asked with some concern, "Are you sick because you've been too busy studying?"
Her fiery red lips reached out and pressed against Shen Wangshu's forehead to test his temperature before she whispered, "Why is it so cold? Mom will make sure you get some nourishment later."
She was an extremely beautiful and charming woman, with unparalleled elegance, but even more alluring, unlike the delicate and innocent Si Chun and Si Xin.
Those eyes, as they moved, seemed to possess an ultimate allure. Si Jiali turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man at the table, whose appearance was ordinary but who looked at the mother and daughter with gentle eyes. She snorted and said, "Have someone send over some tonics later. That deep-sea fish oil and century-old ginseng you mentioned last time, we need to give our Xiao Chun some tonics too."
She tilted her head, cupped her face in her hands, and said with bright, sparkling eyes, "Tomorrow, Mom will take you shopping for clothes. Your Uncle Nangong has booked the entire department store. Our Xiaochun and Xiaoxin should buy lots of clothes and be little princesses!"
Shen Wangshu stared blankly at his beautiful mother.
Um... it's not very nice to squander someone's money in front of them and let them waste their money, is it?
Shouldn't a good wife be frugal and not waste money?
Do you know how much money you'd lose if you booked the entire department store?
Especially considering that she not only squanders money herself, but also drags two children into it... How can Scarlett be so self-righteous?
Mr. Nangong is still sitting in the back.
Of course... he looked very pleased and happy.
It turns out that being swindled can actually make you look pleased.
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Shen Wangshu felt that Nangong Cheng's ordinary face was exceptionally unfathomable.
"No." As a proper burden, Shen Wangshu weakly refused.
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