Chapter 25
The atmosphere inside the car was subtle.
After getting into the car, the two sat inside without saying a word. The only sound was the beeping of the turn signals.
A moment later, Zhuang Yazhi parted her red lips slightly and said with firm resolve, "I'm going to send your aunt to prison."
The light turned green, and Shen Yiheng stepped on the gas, joining the vast sea of cars.
He was turning the steering wheel slightly, and like Shen Yiheng, there was no significant change in his emotions. Only his deep, dark eyes shone with a few glimmers of light under the neon lights.
The lane ahead gradually narrows, allowing only one vehicle to travel at a time.
After a long silence, he asked, "What charge should we pin on? Economic crime? Intentional assault? Or murder?"
The red light came on, and the car suddenly stopped.
Inside the dimly lit car, Zhuang Yazhi sat stiffly, turning around to look Shen Yiheng up and down with a solemn expression.
His cold, stern profile exuded a fierce and imposing aura, his innate power and oppressive presence spreading with his arrogant gaze. However, when he met Zhuang Yazhi's eyes, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He nodded slightly and raised an eyebrow, asking for her opinion: "Is that enough? If not, there's more."
He can act immediately if Zhuang Yazhi wants to, without any preparation.
Zhuang Yazhi was deep in thought, his eyes lowered in a somber mood, a faint disdain on his face, and a slight upturn at the corners of his thin lips.
"madman."
It's even more fun than my previous life.
"I'll come to your house for dinner tomorrow."
“Okay,” Shen Yiheng agreed readily.
"What would you like to eat? I'll have Auntie arrange it in advance."
A spark of inspiration ignited in Zhuang Yazhi's eyes, and she said with great interest, "Fry your aunt."
They skinned and dismembered the animals, drank their blood, ate their flesh, and gnawed on their tendons.
Shen Yiheng: "Received, will arrange."
It's possible; there's absolutely no difficulty involved.
That evening, Zhuang Yazhi put on another grand show for Zhuang Haiming when she got home.
"Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"
Zhuang Yazhi burst in, making a ruckus.
Zhuang Haiming had just fallen asleep when he was suddenly awakened. He thought it was another debt collector coming to collect debts, and he was on high alert for a long time, looking behind Zhuang Yazhi to see if anyone had followed him in.
"What is it?" Zhuang Haiming asked tremblingly.
Zhuang Yazhi added fuel to the fire: "Breaking news! It turns out that President Shen actually has two children, a boy and a girl, and they are people we know."
The air conditioning in the room was set to 20 degrees Celsius, but Zhuang Haiming was sweating profusely: "No way... who is it?"
He felt extremely guilty and didn't dare to look Zhuang Yazhi in the eye.
"Oh my!" Zhuang Yazhi patted the door, her exaggerated performance showing how shocked she was: "The son is that big star John, and the daughter is Cai Siyue."
Zhuang Haiming's eyes widened, and his mouth gaped open enough to fit an egg, but he still pretended, "It's fake, right? How could it be?"
"How did you know?" His hands, hanging limply, trembled.
"Really!" Zhuang Yazhi was still putting on a great show. "I was planning to hold a fan meeting for my employees, but I ended up seeing them arguing backstage."
"That John even slapped President Chen."
To recreate the scene and give him a more immersive experience, Zhuang Yazhi slapped Zhuang Haiming.
"That's how it went, they beat us really hard."
The sudden slap stunned Zhuang Haiming, whose already dizzy head now felt like it was filled with stars.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Zhuang Yazhi realized that she had gone a bit too far.
"I'm sorry, Dad, I got too excited and didn't hold back."
Zhuang Haiming shook his head, trying to clear his head. He was afraid that Zhuang Yazhi would find out about other things and was in a state of great panic, which was enough to overshadow the pain.
Seeing that he had regained some consciousness, Zhuang Yazhi started again.
"I never expected that President Shen and Chairman Cai had such a past. So, is John also his child? I've never heard Si Yue mention him." She was talking about someone else, but her eyes were fixed on Zhuang Haiming.
"Dad, aren't you and President Shen quite familiar with each other? Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"
“Not long ago, President Shen came to visit you. I told her that you were asleep and not dressed, so it wasn’t convenient for her to come in. But Aunt Shen insisted on coming in, and I couldn’t stop her no matter what I did.”
"What? How come I didn't know about this?" Zhuang Haiming was shocked and nervous, clutching his heart and holding his breath. He was worried that Shen Qianli might do something even more outrageous while he was sick.
The worst part is that when he was sick and in a coma, he dreamed that he and Shen Qianli were being intimate in the dream, and the intimacy was so real that his skin was so close. When he woke up, he still had back pain.
He had a bad feeling; could it really be...?
"She really came in?"
No wonder he vaguely heard Shen Qianli's voice.
Zhuang Yazhi suddenly blushed, lowered her head, and fidgeted without saying a word.
"My God..." Zhuang Haiming felt like the sky was about to fall.
"Ya Zhi, please don't misunderstand," he said, terrified, hurriedly explaining, "Your Aunt Shen and I are just business partners, there's absolutely no way anything else could happen between us."
He panicked, and his face visibly turned red and swollen.
Zhuang Yazhi grinned sinisterly, a look of disgust and hostility creeping into her eyes: "She didn't come in; I stopped her."
Before she could say anything, Zhuang Haiming was already eager to confess.
Having the desire to steal but lacking the courage to do so will hinder one's success.
Zhuang Haiming was completely unaware that he had been tricked. After letting out a big sigh of relief, his head was even more dizzy. At this moment, he was cursing Shen Qianli's reckless visit dozens of times in his mind.
In contrast, Zhuang Yazhi's simple smile contained a hint of cold and eerie sarcasm as she subtly probed Zhuang Haiming, watching him become bewildered yet terribly guilty, which was even more entertaining than Shen Qianli's hysteria.
"So who is John's father?"
"It's really hard to guess."
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