Uncle Cheng Wei raised his hand.

Someone came forward immediately.

The man held a thick document bag in his hand, and then opened it, spreading the contents one by one in front of Sheng Yuan.

A terrible transcript.

Records of various truancy and violations.

“…”

It really was a "struggle session".

Sheng Yuan stretched out her hand and flipped through the pages one by one, her movements so slow that it seemed as if she was not the protagonist of these "black materials".

In addition to these record sheets, there are others.

It's a photo.

Sheng Yuan saw Fu Jie. There were photos of Fu Jie accompanying her to the video game arcade, and photos of Fu Jie and her at the shooting range.

And there is Shen Han.

The male student named Shen Han from Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School.

The photo shows Shen Han getting into Sheng Yuan’s Rolls-Royce at the school gate after school.

"It's bad enough that he doesn't study hard in school, but he always hangs out with some bad people."

Uncle Cheng Wei pointed at Fu Jie's photo and lectured him, "The yellow-haired guy in the photo is the notorious bastard from the Fu family in Chaohe District. He's good at forming gangs and fighting."

"Xiao Yuan, can you learn anything good by making friends with people like this?"

These photos were taken without Sheng Yuan's knowledge.

At first, Sheng Yuan saw no reaction and was not angry at all that she was being monitored. Instead, she calmly read the photos one by one.

After reading Fu Jie and Shen Han’s, she saw Shi Yan’s later.

Sheng Yuan was not surprised by this.

The photos all show scenes of her and Shi Yan in the same frame.

until--

A photo of Shi Yan alone appeared.

Shi Yan's life is simple and routine, basically he goes between school, home and supermarket.

So the contents of the photos are:

A teenager in a navy blue school uniform with a collar walks out of a supermarket carrying a shopping bag; a teenager in sportswear runs in the neighborhood;

Under the dim street lights, the boy opened the lid of the green trash can and threw the trash in...

Obviously, Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan were not together at these times, but Shi Yan's private life was being unilaterally tracked.

There was even a personal file of Shi Yan tucked at the end of the photo.

Represents——

Shi Yan was not only monitored, but also investigated.

“Who took these photos?”

Sheng Yuan pointed at Shi Yan's photo, suddenly smiled, raised her eyes and asked.

The Sheng family are all good-looking, especially Sheng Zhuo. The three sons are all handsome and tall, and Sheng Yuan's mother is also a famous beauty.

Sheng Yuan perfectly inherited all the good looks of her parents.

She has an oval face the size of a palm, a delicate nose, and a pair of lively and bright almond-shaped eyes. When she smiles, the corners of her eyes bend, making her look pretty and harmless.

Just like now.

It will make people unconsciously let down their guard.

"Ms. Sheng Yuan," Sheng Feng's secretary general stepped forward without any precautions. He bowed his head slightly and said, "Mr. Sheng is worried about your safety. He is concerned about your safety and wants to prevent anyone with bad intentions from approaching you, so he secretly checked this classmate—"

The Secretary General was cut off by a fierce slap in the face before he could finish his words.

The turn is too fast.

Everyone only had time to see the girl who was still smiling in the previous second, and slapped the secretary-general in the next second without changing her expression.

The sound of a slap echoed clearly in the Chinese-style hall.

The defenseless secretary general was knocked to one side, his glasses slipped off his face and fell to the floor, with the lenses shattering all over the floor.

Everyone was stunned.

"It's good to worry," the girl still smiled, still as beautiful as ever, but no one thought she was harmless anymore. All they could hear was her curved lips saying, "But, don't worry next time."

Xiaoman, who had been lying obediently at Sheng Yuan's feet since she came in, stood up. Gray Wolf took the warm towel from the servant and handed it to Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan took it, wiped her hands, looked up at Sheng Feng who was sitting at the main seat, and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, Second Uncle."

“…”

Everyone came back to their senses——

"Ridiculous!" Uncle Cheng Wei shouted angrily.

Don't talk about him.

Everyone was stunned.

They never imagined that Sheng Yuan would act without any scruples.

At the same time as being stunned.

In fact, they were a little frightened, shocked and horrified. At that moment, they seemed to see the shadow of her grandfather Sheng Zhuo in Sheng Yuan.

The patriarch who used to be stern, murderous and cold-blooded.

"Sheng Yuan, you are too presumptuous!"

Uncle Cheng Wei stood up and glared at Sheng Yuan in shock and anger, "Why don't you apologize to your uncle!"

Everyone looked at Sheng Feng's expression again.

Sheng Feng's granddaughter Sheng Yi also went to watch. When Sheng Yuan took action just now, Sheng Yi almost couldn't control the decency of a lady on her face and wanted to run up to argue.

However.

Sheng Feng's expression was gloomy for only a few seconds, and then it was as if nothing had happened.

He smiled calmly, without blaming Sheng Yuan at all: "I should be the one to apologize to Xiao Yuan. It was Second Uncle who was rude. I should have informed you that I was secretly watching over you."

Regarding Sheng Feng’s “apology”.

Sheng Yuan had no psychological burden at all. She wiped her hands clean, threw the towel on the table, and said calmly, "Second Uncle, I hope this is the first and last time."

The Secretary General covered his burning cheek and retreated to the side in embarrassment.

It seemed that this matter was about to be easily covered up.

Sheng Yi couldn't help but speak. His tone didn't seem to be directed at Sheng Yuan, but his words were sharp towards her:

"Sister, you didn't get angry when you first saw the photo of the young master of the Fu family. Why did you get angry when you saw the photo of this boy named Shi Yan? Could it be that you two have a special relationship?"

"Xiao Yi, stop talking nonsense." Sheng Feng scolded his granddaughter. After he finished scolding her, he turned his head and returned to his loving look, saying to Sheng Yuan, "Xiao Yuan has the freedom to make her own friends."

"In that case, Xiao Yuan, you still need to comfort Master Xu. After all, you two are about to get engaged, and it wouldn't be good to make things too awkward, don't you think?"

"No need."

Uncle Cheng Wei had a bad feeling: "What do you mean by no need?!"

Everyone saw the girl stand up and said clearly, word for word, "This marriage is off."

Regardless of the surprise and uproar of the crowd.

Sheng Yuan took Xiaoman and left the Sheng family’s main residence directly.

* Today’s scene was really ugly.

As the head of the family, Sheng Feng comforted everyone before finally leaving the main house.

In the car.

Sheng Yi said, "Sheng Yuan is really making a fuss. Uncle Cheng Wei is the person with the most say in the family besides you, and she dares to disobey him like this, and she also ignores all the other elders."

"If she inherits Sheng Corporation in the future, and there is not even an elder to support her at the shareholders' meeting, won't she be alone and helpless? Those shareholders are not easy to deal with."

Sheng Feng leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest: "My younger sister is not sensible. As a sister, you should take better care of her. This way, everyone will know that you love your younger sister."

"Yes." Sheng Yi understood the hidden meaning in the words and responded obediently. She turned her head and looked at the magnificent Sheng family mansion behind her. Her eyes were full of longing. She murmured, "Grandpa, when can the people here call me Miss?"

"Miss" is what the servants in the main house call Sheng Yuan.

However, this title is not based on age ranking. On the contrary, if you really count, Sheng Yuan is still the youngest in the family.

It's more than just a title.

It is a recognition.

Sheng Feng opened his eyes, looked at Sheng Yi, patted the back of Sheng Yi's hand soothingly, and said nothing.

But Sheng Yi smiled.

Because she knew it was coming.

She said to Sheng Feng happily, "Grandpa, I will definitely win a prize in the international violin competition next month that will not disappoint you."

"Grandpa believes in you."

As she spoke, Sheng Yi went to care for the facial injury of the secretary-general in the front passenger seat, "Secretary-General, I'll ask the family doctor to check you out later."

The secretary-general bowed his head and said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss Sheng Yi."

Sheng Feng at the side seemed to remember something and asked the secretary general: "What has that brat been doing recently?"

"Mr. Sheng has been running the branch in Hong Kong City very peacefully recently and has not been causing any trouble."

"That's good."

The "Mr. Sheng" mentioned by the Secretary-General is Sheng Yi's father.

However, he was useless in his middle age, addicted to gambling, and made his wife angry and leave. Only after Sheng Feng used thundering methods did he learn to be obedient.

After hearing the Secretary-General’s report, Sheng Feng said “hmm” with satisfaction.

——Everything is going in the right direction.

Thanks to the blue and white wind chime baby for the monthly ticket.

Fu Jie: Who called me Huangmao?