Chapter 315 The Scoundrel Young Master 1 "No... I don't want to, I don't want to..."
Shen Yurong muttered to herself.
Since God heard her dying words of resentment, He gave her a second chance.
We must not repeat the same mistake!
She knew the fate of everyone, and she knew the direction of the times.
She is determined to live a good life!
"Zhou Qingjian is mine... and the position of the richest man's wife will definitely be mine too..."
"That little bitch Shen Zixi isn't even a biological daughter of the Shen family, yet she tries to take my place!"
"You'll never steal my life again! You're only fit to pick up the trash I don't want!"
"That good-for-nothing Lu Ran, who only relies on his family and is a womanizer, is yours for life!"
Shen Yurong's eyes revealed a crazy determination to win.
A perfect plan quickly took shape in her mind.
Crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide?
No, she lived for decades in her previous life; these tricks are too low-level.
In her past life, she often used these tricks, which always worked in the end, but they also made her family members resentful of her.
This time, she wanted to try a different approach, like the older sisters in movies and TV dramas, thinking about her younger sister.
She wanted everyone to think that she, Shen Yurong, was a woman of great virtue and that she gave up her good marriage because she loved her younger sister!
They also made Shen Zixi suffer in silence, unable to express her bitterness.
She should also make her parents feel guilty and shower her with love!
Yes, that's what we'll do!
Shen Yurong took a deep breath, walked to the dresser, and looked at herself in the mirror in the dim light.
Young and vibrant, though pale, that's enough.
She has a young body and the ability to foresee the future, so what is there to be afraid of!
Thinking of the wonderful life ahead, Shen Yurong raised her hand without hesitation and pinched the softest part of her inner thigh hard.
The pain of her tender flesh being twisted made her gasp instantly, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
Great, that's exactly the effect I wanted.
"Dad! Mom! Waaaaah... I... Waaaah! Waaaah..."
Shen Yurong stumbled out of her room and headed straight for her parents' bedroom at the end of the corridor, banging on the door and sobbing uncontrollably.
The quiet night was shattered by a piercing wail, and lights immediately shone from the windows of several neighboring houses, where whispers rose like mosquitoes.
This was exactly the effect Shen Yurong wanted.
"Father! Mother! I regret it! Waaaaah..."
In his parents' bedroom, Shen Jianguo was suddenly awakened from his sleep, his heart pounding.
He instinctively reached for the headboard, where a Little Red Book and a pair of reading glasses were usually kept.
"Jianguo, listen, isn't that Rongrong's voice? What happened?"
His wife, Zhao Xiulan, also sat up in shock, instantly wide awake and nudging her husband.
Shen Yurong's cries outside the door grew increasingly mournful, interspersed with suppressed sobs and the sound of her pounding on the door, which sounded particularly eerie in the dead of night.
Shen Jianguo frowned, put on his coat and cloth shoes, and opened the door.
Shen Yurong, standing outside the door, had disheveled hair and wore only a thin nightgown, her face streaked with tears.
"What are you howling like a banshee in the middle of the night?!"
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