Chapter 49 Favoritism Towards Ling Shu: I am the one you favor, therefore I now…
"Sheng Yun Shen".
Ling Shu suddenly called his name.
Sheng Yun Shen's thoughts were instantly brought back to reality by her call: "I'm here."
Ling Shu's voice was calm: "I don't need anyone to save me."
Even without Li Yin today, she could still lead Sheng Zhujun to safety. Having spent three years in the apocalypse, Ling Shu had long since grown accustomed to not relying on anyone. Reliance is a terrible habit in the apocalypse.
She was grateful for Li Yin's attention and care, but she would not become dependent on him because of it.
but……
The plans she had just come up with were immediately something she wanted to discuss with Sheng Yunshen.
Isn't this also a form of dependence?
From the moment Sheng Yun Shen's thoughts became bound to hers and he began communicating with her as a "system," she had already begun to rely on him.
Whether it was the former "dog system" or the current "dog man," they've always been a reliable teammate with stable emotions. They're always online, ready to chat, regardless of the situation or time.
Ling Shu added, "But I'm very happy to be able to chat with you like this."
She and he were husband and wife in name only, but also partners in reality.
Even in the chaos of the apocalypse, I will never have to worry about you betraying me, wavering, being afraid, or being greedy. I can entrust my back to you with peace of mind, and you can also trust me to take care of you with peace of mind.
Sheng Yunshen paused.
After a few seconds, his voice regained its composure: "Ling Shu, I will never change."
Seeing that he had figured it out, Ling Shu smiled and didn't say anything more.
Sitting next to her, Sheng Zhujun was unaware of her conversation with Sheng Yunshen. She only noticed that Ling Shu's lips were slightly upturned, as if she was in a very good mood.
Sheng Zhujun's gaze silently shifted from the corner of her smiling mouth to the bag she was holding, and she shuddered: "..."
Is it because she's holding several guns that Ling Shu is smiling so happily?!
hiss.
Ling Shu, terrifying indeed!
-
The Sheng family arrived quickly, and the journey was smooth. The Zhao family finally didn't cause any more trouble. After all, even Master Hong had been caught by following the clues, so even if Old Master Zhao wanted to cause trouble, he had lost the means and the power.
Sheng Zhujun warmly invited Li Yin to have dinner together.
Li Yin did not refuse.
This was his third time entering the Sheng family.
Even though it hasn't been long, my feelings are completely different now.
Boarding the shuttle bus prepared by Butler Wang, the group slowly walked into the depths of the Sheng Family Manor. Passing through tall and magnificent buildings, the pastoral scenery gradually came into view.
Because Ling Shu lived here, the mountains and rivers seemed to have gained warmth. Li Yin silently observed and gradually recognized the changes in the Sheng family.
The shuttle bus went straight to Moon Lake.
Since the lakeside rooms by Moon Lake were completed, the Sheng family has fallen in love with this place and often gathers for meals here. When eating, they open the rain curtain outside the room, and the sound of dripping water is especially appetizing.
Upon arriving at Moon Lake, Sheng Zhujun warmly greeted Li Yin, urging him to get out of the car: "We've arrived, Mr. Li, please get out of the car."
Li Yin nodded and calmly got out of the car. As soon as he got out, he stopped in his tracks and his gaze sharpened slightly when he saw the scene not far away.
A figure in a wheelchair sat with his back to him, quietly facing the enchanting waves of Moon Lake.
The man who once stood at the pinnacle of Beijing's business district has now fallen silently.
Ling Shu's nominal husband.
A thought struck him, and he looked to the side, where he saw Ling Shu walk over.
She stood next to Sheng Yun Shen, bent down naturally, and pulled the blanket over his knees, as if she had done this countless times before.
Li Yin stood still, gazing at the two people by the lake.
A breeze suddenly arose, stirring Ling Shu's loose hair and gently brushing against Sheng Yun Shen's arm.
As if sensing Li Yin's gaze, Ling Shu turned her head and smiled at him: "You flatter me. We're quite casual at home, and sometimes we bring him along when we eat."
Li Yin smiled at her, walked over, stood next to Sheng Yun Shen, and sized up this "opponent".
"He looks to be in good health."
"yes."
Ling Shu sighed, "She looks like she's asleep, not at all like someone in a vegetative state, right?"
This is probably also the original author's preference for Sheng Yunshen.
Li Yin's gaze was somewhat obscure, and he remained silent for a moment.
A breeze picked up again by the lake, brushing against his palms. He clenched his fist, but couldn't grasp anything.
He didn't take it seriously at the time: "President Sheng is very young, is he? Getting engaged so early?"
Old Master Li chuckled hoarsely, "You haven't been to Beijing, so you haven't seen how those rich heiresses are scrambling to get close to him. An early engagement would be entirely beneficial to the Sheng family."
Speaking of this, Old Master Li sighed, "Xiao Yin, I think among these young people, he's the only one who can rival you. He's a worthy opponent. Anyway, you'll be back sooner or later, so you might as well find someone sooner rather than later, so those rich girls won't have their eyes on you."
Li Yin refused without hesitation: "I have no plans to get married."
Old Master Li was somewhat skeptical: "There are so many women in the world, surely there are some you like? Besides, you don't necessarily have to pick someone you like to get married. For you, suitability is more important. Sheng Yun Shen didn't have feelings for his fiancée, but they still got engaged, didn't they?"
Li Yin didn't explain, only saying, "I'm different."
If he doesn't like someone, he won't even get close to them.
Knowing he couldn't persuade him, Old Master Li could only mutter to himself, "You're the heir I've chosen, we still need to settle things as soon as possible..."
Li Yin never cared.
Everything he did was so that one day he could personally tear off the filthy, hypocritical face of Old Master Li and the Li family. From the very beginning, he had decided to reveal the whole truth, so that everyone would know he was Old Master Li's illegitimate son and would only despise him; no one would genuinely forgive or accept him.
Especially those superficial heiresses from wealthy families.
There were women who approached him, but they were all very shallow. He could see through their greedy desires at a glance and had no interest in them whatsoever.
He never expected to run into Ling Shu.
On that day at the Li family home, he revealed his true identity as planned. Across the sea of people, he and Ling Shu gazed at each other from afar. In her eyes, he saw no surprise or disgust, only a calm as deep as the ocean. From that moment on, Li Yin knew that the person he thought couldn't exist actually did.
Such a person is like a rainbow; you only know they exist when you encounter them.
The heart can fall into depravity without any reason.
"Shushu, Mr. Li, come and eat!"
Li Yin stood there, looking at the two people in front of him, lost in thought, unaware of Sheng Zhujun's enthusiastic calls from not far away.
Ling Shu heard this and raised her hand to wave at Sheng Zhujun in response.
She pushed Sheng Yun Shen's wheelchair and tilted her head to look at Li Yin: "Li Yin, let's go eat."
Li Yin then came to his senses: "Okay."
Ling Shu pushed the wheelchair ahead, and he followed silently, his gaze always fixed on her back.
-
Li Yin ate the meal to his surprise.
Ling Shu and Sheng Zhujun chatted idly the whole time, laughing and having a great time.
Add to that the sound of the pattering rain outside the room, and there's a down-to-earth, tranquil peace.
After finishing their meal, he walked around the lake with Ling Shu and the others. As it was getting dark, he said goodbye and left.
Ling Shu offered to see him onto the shuttle bus.
Sheng Zhujun originally wanted to go with them, but after having a meal together, Li Yin still didn't mention anything about cooperating with the Sheng family, making Sheng Zhujun, who was eager to repay his debt of gratitude, feel very uncertain. Ling Shu patted her and reassured her with her eyes, so Sheng Zhujun didn't ask to go with them.
That's true. It seems that Ling Shu and President Li have a lot in common. If she were to ask, President Li might just tell her the answer.
What exactly is this project that President Li has been holding back from saying until now?
Ling Shu and Li Yin were unaware of the complex emotions Sheng Zhujun was experiencing at that moment.
The two of them walked side by side on the boardwalk by Moon Lake.
Looking at the reeds swaying in the wind in the distance, Li Yin sighed, "Now I know why you were willing to stay in the Sheng family."
The Sheng family home has the feel of home.
Even after just one simple meal, he couldn't help but feel nostalgic.
Ling Shu nodded and smiled: "Yes, a very good family."
They treated her very well from the very beginning, completely regarding her as family. Among wealthy families, the Sheng family is probably an exceptional case among exceptional cases.
Li Yin slowed his pace, turned to look at her, and said gently, "I may not understand these things very well, but I will learn."
Learn to manage a normal, warm family.
Ling Shu stopped in her tracks: "Li Yin..."
Before she could refuse, Li Yin interrupted her, saying, "Ling Shu, life is long, and no one knows what the future holds."
His expression was very open and honest.
"If these words have caused you any trouble, I won't say them again. Ling Shu, at least for now, we're friends, right?"
Ling Shu paused for two seconds, then nodded: "Yes."
He paused, then said, "If I were in danger, you would save me without hesitation, wouldn't you?"
Ling Shu had no choice but to nod again: "Yes."
"That's enough."
Li Yin said in a light voice, "Ling Shu, that's enough."
He continued walking forward, waving to her: "It's getting dark, let's go."
Ling Shu followed.
The two remained silent the entire way.
After boarding the shuttle bus, Li Yin nodded goodbye to Ling Shu, who then said, "Have a safe trip."
A warm smile bloomed on Li Yin's lips: "Ling Shu, goodbye."
The shuttle bus started, carrying him away into the long night. Ling Shu crossed her arms and watched him go, remaining motionless for a long time.
It wasn't until it was completely dark that she leisurely turned around and walked back, making a mental mockery of herself as she did so.
"Dog? Is it still alive?"
Sheng Yunshen remained silent: "...I'm here."
Ling Shu chuckled: "I thought you were going to have another sudden high fever."
Sheng Yunshen paused for a moment, then said in a serious tone, "Ling Shu, I remember you told me that no one in this world can force you to do anything."
Ling Shu paused, "Hmm?"
She seems to have said that.
Sheng Yunshen said matter-of-factly, "So marrying me was your own choice."
Ling Shu: "...Hmm?"
That's true.
The main reason is that she was already married when she transmigrated, so she didn't have a chance to back out.
Sheng Yun Shen added, "You also said that you like me."
Although it wasn't the kind of liking a woman has for a man back then, it was still liking.
Ling Shu slowed her pace slightly: "Hmm..."
How can this person have such a good memory!
Sheng Yun Shen seemed to sense her inner grumbling, his voice laced with amusement: "Ling Shu, I am favored by you, so I am now fearless."
Of course, I won't be afraid anymore, and I won't be afraid to listen anymore.
Ling Shu pouted: "Hmph, not fun."
However, she did not refute Sheng Yun Shen's words and continued to walk forward with a clattering sound.
-
That evening, Guan Mengxing sent a message to Ling Shu.
"Sister Shu, thank you for your support. Dad's exhibition today was very successful, and he met a lot of potential clients. He's still busy right now, so please let me thank you in advance."
Ling Shu was already lying down when she saw the message and happily rolled over.
He couldn't help but boast to Sheng Yunshen again: "Guan Zheng is really dedicated. He's still busy so late. Investing in him is really great."
It's like making money while lying down!
Sheng Yun smiled and said, "Miss Ling, you are already very wealthy. You can't even use up all the dividends from the Sheng family's shares."
That's right.
Ling Shu belatedly realized that she was now a very wealthy woman, the kind who could spend money like water.
Unfortunately, the end of the world is fast approaching, and the existing financial system will soon collapse. Money will become worthless paper that no one cares about, and the only real hard currency will be weapons and food.
Thinking of this, Ling Fuhao couldn't help but feel very regretful: "If only there hadn't been an apocalypse."
She felt down for a second, then turned her thoughts back to Guan Mengxing.
The original book opens with the apocalypse, at which point Guan Mengxing happens to be in the hospital taking care of her sick father. A red moon descends, and countless people are infected and turned into zombies, with the sick and weak being particularly vulnerable. The hospital, overflowing with patients, almost instantly transforms into hell.
Guan Zheng led Guan Mengxing on a desperate escape, ultimately sacrificing himself to get her out of the hospital building.
Everything has changed now. Guan Zheng is busy and happy right now, and he probably won't be hospitalized again. Guan Mengxing and he, at least, won't have to experience the tragic separation of life and death as depicted in the original book.
Ling Shu slowly recalled the plot.
In the original book, after Guan Mengxing left the hospital, her first stop was to find her mother… Mother! Right, how could I forget about that!
Ling Shu suddenly sat up.
Sensing her getting up, Sheng Yun Shen immediately asked, "Ling Shu, what's wrong?"
Ling Shu said, "I almost forgot, Guan Mengxing's mother hasn't been rescued yet!"
Sheng Yunshen thought for a moment: "I remember Guan Mengxing's mother has already left her and is now with President Mo of Yuansheng Nano."
Judging from these events, her mother is likely a fickle and materialistic woman. Why would Ling Shu use the word "save"?
Ling Shu lowered her head and dialed Guan Mengxing's number, not having time to answer him.
The call was answered quickly. The background noise on Guan Mengxing's end sounded a bit noisy, so she was indeed still busy.
"Sister Shu?"
Ling Shu said, "Could you send me your mother's contact information?"
Guan Mengxing paused slightly on the other end of the phone, seemingly very surprised: "My mother?"
Ling Shu nodded: "Mm."
"...Okay, I'll send it to you right away."
This request was somewhat abrupt, but Guan Mengxing didn't ask any questions and quickly sent her mother's contact information to Ling Shu.
Ling Shu continued making the call, waiting for it to connect while expressing her feelings to Sheng Yunshen.
"Hopefully we can still make it in time."
-
In the luxuriously decorated study, a figure was rummaging through something. The room was dark, but the moonlight streaming in through the window revealed a slender figure, suggesting it was a woman.
She used her phone as a light source, her gaze moving back and forth across the bookshelf, as if trying to find something among the materials.
Suddenly, a loud "bang" came from outside, as if someone had slammed the door shut.
The woman's gaze sharpened slightly, and she quickly stopped what she was doing, walking out silently.
She had barely stumbled out of the study in the dark when she bumped into a tall figure, startling her so much that she couldn't help but scream, "Who?!"
With a "click," the light turned on.
The woman finally saw the face of the man blocking her way.
Mr. Mo loosened his tie, his usually gentle face now cold and stern, his dark eyes revealing no emotion: "Darling, what are you doing?"
The woman took a half step back, a smile spreading across her face: "I heard the door open, so I came out to welcome you."
The study and her bedroom were in the same direction. She had deliberately turned on the bedroom light and played music, making it look like she had just come out of the bedroom.
Mr. Mo glanced at the light shining from the bedroom and said indifferently, "Oh."
He didn't say anything more and turned to walk into the living room.
The woman bit her lower lip, hesitated for a few seconds, then quickly caught up and asked, "How did today's press conference go? Did it go smoothly?"
Mr. Mo paused, then sneered, "Didn't you see the news?"
The woman shook her head: "I've been doing housework all day and haven't had time to check my phone."
She frowned slightly. "Something went wrong?"
President Mo stopped and turned to look at her, his sarcasm blatant: "Thanks to your good ex-husband, he ruined the entire press conference... no, he ruined the future of Yuansheng Nano!"
At this point, he finally lost control of his emotions, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
The woman shook her head, seemingly unable to believe it: "...Old Guan? He's so honest, what could he possibly do?"
She took a step forward, getting closer to President Mo. "Brother Mo, you and Lao Guan are classmates and colleagues, with decades of friendship. He wouldn't target you. Are you mistaken?"
"Friendship?"
His gaze was icy as he raised his hand and ruffled the woman's hair. "Luckily, I still have you. In the end, I've won this round."
The woman's smile was somewhat dry: "It's just a pity that Dad passed away early and couldn't see what you and Lao Guan have achieved now, otherwise he would be very happy."
Mentioning his deceased mentor, Mr. Mo's expression softened, and he changed the subject: "Today I saw Meng Xing, and I told her that you miss her and that she can come to our home as a guest when she has time."
Upon hearing Guan Mengxing's name, the woman lowered her head, her expression obscured, but her tone betrayed a hint of disappointment: "It's alright, she's an adult now, she'll come to her senses eventually."
"Um."
President Mo was very satisfied with her attitude towards Guan Mengxing, and his tone softened even more, "I still have to work overtime, you go and rest first."
The woman nodded obediently: "Don't stay up too late, I'll make you some porridge tomorrow morning."
She turned and walked into the bedroom. The bedroom door opened and closed again, leaving only President Mo in the hallway.
Mr. Mo stood there for a moment, then walked into the study.
He sat down in the boss's chair, let out a long sigh, and looked irritated.
He still hasn't figured out how to break through this situation. Yuansheng Nano has already chosen its direction; there's no turning back now, it's a one-way street. Although its reputation is somewhat tarnished, with the Zhao family's investment, it's not entirely without competitiveness.
Thinking of the Zhao family, he scoffed, "Didn't they say they had connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds? How come they can't even deal with someone surnamed Guan? The Zhao family is truly useless."
He trusted the Zhao family's abilities too much and took no countermeasures, watching helplessly as Guan Zheng took away the glory that originally belonged to Yuansheng Nano.
They're all trash, utterly useless. All that talk about having connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds is a lie!
Mr. Mo took out his phone, his fingers idly swiping across the screen, scrolling through the spam notifications from various apps. Suddenly, he stopped, a line of text catching his eye.
"[Monitoring Alert] There is unusual activity in your study. Please check the details."
The notification time was half an hour ago.
A study?!
Mr. Mo suddenly looked up and glanced around the study, but couldn't see anything unusual.
Clicking on the notification, Mr. Mo immediately recognized the slender figure on the screen. As the woman continued to search, his expression grew colder and colder.
"Even you... are you a fake?"
He's experienced too many unexpected events and setbacks today, and his mind is a bit foggy now.
He weighed it in his hand, a satisfied look on his face, and stood up to walk outside.
The woman's bedroom door was tightly closed, but warm light shone through the crack in the door, and faint music echoed in the background.
Mr. Mo hid the paperweight behind his back and approached quietly and slowly.
Beneath his gentle expression lay extreme anger and madness, with dark flames burning fiercely in his eyes, as if they wanted to incinerate everything in sight.
Ten steps... five steps... one step...
The door was getting closer.
Mr. Mo placed his hand on the doorknob, a cold smile curving his lips.
As he opened the door, he asked in a dark voice, "Did you move in just to secretly investigate my information?"
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