Chapter 2 She Obtained the Key to the Hidden Treasure Chest of the Shu Family's Old Residence (1/2)



"ah--"

Shu Yan let out a terrified scream in her high-pitched voice. She turned around, put on her delicate little leather shoes, and ran away.

Shu Ying saw through her scheme a step ahead of time. She slightly curved her lips, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with spring-like charm.

Before Shu Yan could even run two steps, her slender arms grabbed her hair without mercy.

Shu Ying's face didn't show much expression, but she tightened her grip on Shu Yan's hair slightly.

Her entire scalp was being pulled by strands of hair; the pain was so intense that tears welled up in Shu Yan's eyes.

"Shu Ying, you madwoman, what exactly do you want to do? If you dare to hit me today, I'll make sure you regret it!"

Shu Yan screamed loudly out of guilt; people tend to unconsciously raise their voices when they lack confidence.

Shu Ying gently tapped the ear with one hand and then forcefully pulled the person down the stairs.

She frowned slightly, her curved eyebrows furrowing together, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her bright eyes.

"Shu Yan, what I hated most when I was a child was your loud shouting. Your high-pitched voice really sounded like a crowing rooster. The last rooster that crowed at me was stewed by my grandfather to nourish my body."

After Shu Ying finished speaking, she turned around like a fluttering butterfly. She gently raised her hand, and the spatula in her hand struck Shu Yan's face heavily, her speech accelerating:

"Your flesh must be tough, mushy, and smelly. I can't eat my own kind, but you're so noisy. I've put up with you for so long, letting you bark at me. Are you going to bark at me this time?!"

Shu Yan had just been reborn, and she thought she was about to turn her life around and achieve a miracle.

Before she could even enjoy her triumph for two minutes, the spatula in Shuying's hand came crashing down on her, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.

"Sister, what did I do to offend you? I've always spoken like this since I was little, I really didn't mean anything by it. If you really don't like me, I'll apologize, okay? What do I have to do for you to forgive me?"

Shu Yan's eyes were filled with tears, her eyes were red from crying, and even the tip of her nose was pink. If a man saw this, he would be heartbroken.

Unfortunately, Shu Ying was a woman, and not a woman who was particularly tender-hearted towards women.

"Want me to forgive you? Then go die. Once you're dead, the world will be at peace."

Shu Yan shed a single tear at just the right moment, crying pitifully. Her heart felt like a kettle of water boiling over, the lid about to be lifted by the bubbling water.

She had just talked so much with her parents, and Shu Ying didn't even know when she woke up. Could it be that she heard the news that Xie Zhiyan was still alive?

"Sister, we are born of the same root. Since childhood, you have been more favored by Grandpa than I have. The whole world revolves around you. You already have everything. Why do you have to be so hard on me?"

Shu Ying sneered and slightly rotated her wrist, causing the bones in her wrist to crack, which made Shu Yan's heart tremble.

"At this point, you still think I'm a fool? When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken. If the Shu family falls, do you think you can escape unscathed? Let me tell you, no one in this family will get away!"

After Shu Ying finished speaking, she didn't give Shu Yan a chance to speak again. She raised the spatula in her hand and hit the acupoint on the back of Shu Yan's neck.

"Sister, you—"

Before Shu Yan could react, she felt a sudden force on the back of her neck, and her vision went blurry.

She squinted, the road ahead became shaky, she opened her mouth as if to say something, but before she could finish speaking, she fell headfirst to the ground.

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