Chapter 7 Lucky Star: The Sheng family really does have something going on...
Sheng Zhujun didn't understand why Ling Xinyao thought the Sheng family would dislike Ling Shu.
The Sheng family was indeed disgusted by the Ling family's inconsistent and untrustworthy behavior, but what did that have to do with Ling Shu?
Isn't Ling Shu also a victim?
Besides, Ling Shu is so cute, smart and brave. Just now, in order to help her, that bastard Jian Yicheng hit her arm several times. Sheng Zhujun still feels guilty!
Sheng Zhujun crossed her arms and said unhappily, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. If I hear you say again that our Sheng family doesn't like Ling Shu, you'll be waiting for my lawyer's letter! I'm going to sue you for defamation!"
Ling Xinyao was stunned: "...Huh?"
How is that possible?!
Ling Shu was a substitute bride!
Shouldn't the Sheng family take their anger out on her and despise her for this?
Sheng Zhujun nodded firmly and announced earnestly, "Ling Shu is our Sheng family's lucky star!"
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It was Ling Shu's inner voice that guided her to discover the scumbag's abnormality, and it was Ling Shu who stepped in to help her expose the true colors of the scumbag and his fake best friend.
Ling Shu is definitely her lucky star, no, she's the Sheng family's lucky star!
"Looking back now, I'm quite happy. Luckily, it was Ling Shu who I married. I guess it was fate."
Ling Xinyao was completely dumbfounded: "Huh??"
Has Sheng Zhujun gone mad with anger? She's started talking nonsense!
"snort."
Sheng Zhujun gave a proud snort and glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, "You, an outsider, would never understand."
Ling Xinyao, who was treated as an "outsider": "..."
That's too much!
She took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out.
She couldn't stand this awful place for even a second longer!
After getting rid of Ling Xinyao, Sheng Zhujun smiled and waved to the onlookers: "Alright, alright, everyone, it's getting late, the banquet is about to begin, everyone can leave now."
The onlookers were still somewhat reluctant to leave, feeling that they hadn't had enough of the excitement.
One of the bolder ones asked, "Miss, they just said you were attacked. What exactly happened?"
Sheng Zhujun shrugged: "I don't know what happened either. Maybe they were drunk? Or maybe they felt so guilty towards me that they became mentally unstable and started hallucinating?"
Sigh, as the victim, she's also very confused.
"Ah... I see."
"Tsk, they can even make up such nonsense. Looks like they really drank too much."
"Oh dear, I ran all the way here, I'm exhausted! I need to go back and sit down."
"I'm hungry, let's go eat."
Everyone left satisfied, still savoring the wonderful spectacle they had just witnessed.
The Sheng family's servants skillfully guided the guests back to the banquet hall.
The clamor receded like the tide, and the empty rose garden fell silent once more, with only Sheng Zhujun and Butler Wang remaining in the same spot.
Oh, and there's Jian Yicheng, who's been in a daze the whole time.
Butler Wang subtly moved his feet, blocking Jian Yicheng and Sheng Zhujun, and stared warily at Jian Yicheng.
He always felt that Jian Yicheng was going to cause some trouble.
Sure enough, once all the guests had left, Jian Yicheng finally reacted. He looked up, his face full of bitterness, his voice hoarse: "Junjun..."
Sheng Zhujun's gaze fell on him, her face full of disgust: "Aren't you leaving?"
Jian Yicheng gritted his teeth, bent his knees, and actually knelt down!
My knee slammed heavily onto the floor with a loud "thud," and it hurt just to hear it.
Anyway, there's nobody around now...
Sheng Zhujun is so soft-hearted; if he were to set aside his pride and beg earnestly, there might still be room for negotiation.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Junjun, I was wrong. I shouldn't have had feelings for someone else, but I swear, I didn't do anything to betray you!"
Since things have already come to this point, he's going all out!
Jian Yicheng moved forward a few steps on his knees, trying to reach out and grab Sheng Zhujun's clothes.
But with Butler Wang blocking his way, he couldn't get around him and could only reluctantly lower his hand, shouting to Sheng Zhujun across the distance, "Zhunjun, I love you! I was just... just confused for a moment and made a mistake that all men make. I swear, from now on, I will only ever be loyal to you!"
He's already gone to such lengths, he should be able to move Sheng Zhujun, right?
After all, a man's knees are worth their weight in gold.
"What the hell?!"
Sheng Zhujun was so shocked that she took several steps back, not expecting to witness this scene.
She pointed at him, her finger trembling, "You, you, you, get up right now!"
Jian Yicheng retorted, "I won't get up unless you forgive me."
Butler Wang frowned and bent down to forcibly lift him up. Jian Yicheng, however, was tense all over, his body hanging down with surprising strength, and Butler Wang was unable to move him for a moment.
"If you don't forgive me, I'll kneel here until I die!"
Sheng Zhujun had never seen a scumbag act like this before, and she was a little stunned for a moment.
Before Jian Yicheng could say anything more, a dull pain suddenly shot through his neck, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
His cheek slammed heavily onto the cold, hard ground, making a dull thud and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ling Shu stood behind him, waving her hand dismissively: "So noisy."
Before the onlookers arrived, she hid in a corner of the rose garden, securing a private spot to enjoy the gossip without worrying about being seen.
She had planned to wait until everyone had left before leaving, but she never expected to witness such a dramatic scene.
Jian Yicheng truly lives up to his reputation as the man who could steal most of the Sheng family's resources during the apocalypse; he's so ruthless even to himself.
Ling Shu hates people who steal other people's supplies, so she didn't hold back when she knocked Jian Yicheng unconscious.
"Shushu!"
Sheng Zhujun's eyes lit up, and she happily skipped over to take Ling Shu's hand.
Of course, on her way there, she carefully avoided Jian Yicheng, who was lying on the ground.
It's not that I'm afraid of stepping on him, it's mainly that I'm afraid of getting unlucky if I touch him.
Fortunately, Ling Shu was there!
She knew it! Ling Shu must be her lucky star!
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Sheng Zhujun and Ling Shu went back to the banquet hall for dinner.
Butler Wang stayed behind and arranged for several servants to carry the unconscious Jian Yicheng out.
They made arrangements while casually "performing".
"Oh dear, Mr. Jian seems to be really drunk. Let's quickly arrange a car to take him home."
The Sheng family doesn't welcome Jian Yicheng now, and there's no way they'll let him stay here.
Carry it away immediately.
Just after seeing Jian Yicheng off to his car, Butler Wang received another call from Qin Hong.
Qin Hong asked, "What just happened? I heard that Junjun and Yicheng broke up?"
As the current head of the Sheng family, Qin Hong was very busy at today's banquet, exchanging information and building relationships with the heads of various wealthy families.
They remained in the specially prepared VIP lounge, paying no attention to what was happening outside.
It wasn't until just now, when they were about to have dinner, that Qin Hong heard about the changes that had occurred outside, and she immediately called Butler Wang to confirm.
Butler Wang sighed and recounted the whole story to Qin Hong.
"...That's how it is. Jian Yicheng is a complete bastard. In the critical moment, he actually abandoned Miss and ran away with Ling Xinyao. Fortunately, Miss Ling Shu helped us and made us realize his true colors."
On the other end of the phone, Qin Hong remained silent for a long time before letting out a cold laugh: "You can know a person's face but not their heart. Now that the Sheng family is in trouble, all sorts of demons and monsters are starting to show themselves."
"yes!"
Butler Wang hadn't realized Jian Yicheng was unreliable before, and the thought that he himself had misjudged someone made him feel extremely remorseful.
And Ling Xinyao isn't a good person either!
Thinking of this, Butler Wang couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, it was Miss Ling Shu who married into the family. Madam, the eldest young lady just said that Miss Ling Shu is the Sheng family's lucky star."
"A lucky star..."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Hong stood by the railing on the second floor, looking down at the noisy banquet hall with a somber expression, repeating those three words softly.
In this bustling banquet hall, the guests were all wealthy and noble, each dressed in expensive and gorgeous clothes and possessing a meticulously maintained appearance.
But it's hard to see what kind of heart lies beneath these beautiful exteriors.
It was indeed the Sheng family's good fortune to discover Jian Yicheng's problem in advance and resolve it in such a clever way.
As Old Wang just mentioned, it's all thanks to Ling Shu's help.
Qin Hong's brows furrowed tightly.
That being said... she was indeed a bit harsh on that child just now, wasn't she?
Won't that scare the child?!
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As they walked side by side toward the banquet hall, Sheng Zhujun was looking down at her phone, rapidly typing away.
Soon, Ling Shu's phone, which was in her pocket, vibrated gently and emitted a crisp notification sound: "ZhiZhiBao has received two million yuan."
"Huh?"
Ling Shu took out her phone and confirmed that it was Sheng Zhujun who had transferred the money. She looked at Sheng Zhujun with some confusion and asked, "Is the final payment one million?"
How come an extra million was transferred?
Sheng Zhujun put away her phone and reached out to touch Ling Shu's arm: "Consider the remaining one million as Shu Shu's medical expenses and hard work fee."
Ling Shu couldn't let those blows go unpunished.
"ah……"
Ling Shu felt a little embarrassed that the money came so easily.
After thinking it over, she leaned close to Sheng Zhujun's ear and whispered, "Since Jian Yicheng has already passed out, why don't I go back and beat him up again? I guarantee that when he wakes up tomorrow, he'll be in so much pain that he won't be able to get out of bed, but you won't be able to see any injuries!"
"Pfft!"
Sheng Zhujun was amused by her and shook her head, "Never mind, I'm afraid I'll hurt your hand."
Are you kidding me? Ling Shu could break a zombie's spine with a single punch, rendering it completely incapable of moving.
Even with Jian Yicheng's fragile skin, she only dared to use three-tenths of her strength, for fear of breaking his bones.
Just as Ling Shu was about to say a few words about herself, her phone vibrated again.
She picked it up and checked it, finding it was a text message about a money transfer.
"Ms. Qin Hong has transferred 2,000,000 yuan to your bank card ending in 8888. Transfer note: Eat more good food."
Qin Hong, isn't that her adoptive mother-in-law, the eldest wife of the Sheng family?
Why did I transfer money to her again?
Why do I always add a note when transferring money to her telling her to eat something nice?
She felt she had eaten quite well today...
Ling Shu was completely confused. She turned to Sheng Zhujun and said, "Your mother just transferred money to me."
There were several zeros; she counted them, and it totaled two million.
"oh."
Sheng Zhujun remained calm. "My mother must have heard about what happened earlier and wanted to express her gratitude to you."
"Don't be nervous, that's just how my mom is. She's quite shy and doesn't like to express her feelings to anyone she likes. She usually just transfers money directly."
ha? !
The Sheng family must have some strange habit of "giving money at the drop of a hat"!
Ling Shu calculated that in just half a day since she transmigrated, she had received a total of 6.5 million from the Sheng family!
For hoarders, this is practically a Celestial Being's start.
Six and a half million—that's enough for her to stockpile so much inventory!
She truly loved the Sheng family!
If Ling Shu is to stockpile goods in the Sheng family, then she absolutely cannot allow a "potential threat" like Jian Yicheng to remain in the Sheng family.
With Jian Yicheng dealt with, another obstacle to her stockpiling was removed.
Ling Shu looked ahead happily, mentally planning her stockpiling strategy.
With such a sudden abundance of funds, she needs to think carefully about what to stockpile.
The Sheng family treated her very well, did not look down on her status as a substitute bride, would send her money whenever they disagreed, and even protected her in front of outsiders.
Ling Shu carefully decided to include the Sheng family in her doomsday stockpiling plan.
To survive the terrible apocalypse, you need sufficient supplies, but even more importantly, you need reliable team members.
Humans are social animals; if someone lives alone, they will eventually be driven crazy by loneliness.
Ling Shu is someone who knows how to reciprocate kindness.
Walking beside her, Sheng Zhujun heard Ling Shu's joyful voice once again.
Don't be afraid, I have lots and lots of money now. When the end of the world comes, I won't let you go hungry.
【I, Ling Shu, will always repay kindness. The Sheng family is under my protection.】
Sheng Zhujun opened her eyes wide in surprise and turned her head to look at Ling Shu.
She opened her mouth, wanting to ask Ling Shu what "doomsday" meant, but she found herself unable to ask.
It was as if some unseen rule prevented her from asking questions related to the apocalypse or her innermost thoughts.
This made her heart sink even further.
The anger of discovering the scumbag's betrayal and the satisfaction of getting the scumbag back at her gradually dissipated at this moment, replaced by unease.
So... the end of the world really is coming, right?
This thought made her feel somewhat dazed; she didn't even know when she returned to the banquet hall or when she started eating.
She didn't care what she was eating.
Compared to Sheng Zhujun, Ling Shu seemed to be enjoying her meal quite much.
The Sheng family was very considerate of her, arranging a small room for her alone so she wouldn't have to deal with guests or entertain guests with toasts.
The table was laden with all sorts of delicious food, and she ate with great pleasure and satisfaction.
After they finished eating, Butler Wang came over to ask her how she felt.
"Miss Ling, is there anything else you would like to eat? If there is anything else you would like to eat, please let me know and I will tell the kitchen to prepare it."
Ling Shu, cradling her stomach, pondered, "Can I eat whatever I want?"
"Of course," Butler Wang nodded confidently.
The Sheng family's chefs are all highly paid hires from Michelin-starred restaurants and five-star hotels, totaling seven, covering various Chinese and foreign cuisines.
Butler Wang dared to guarantee that whatever Ling Shu wanted to eat, the Sheng family could make it.
Ling Shu's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly, "Could you give me a case of canned beef? The fresher the date, the better."
People who have experienced the apocalypse feel insecure if they don't stock up on canned food.
Ling Shu originally planned to go out and buy them herself tomorrow, but since Butler Wang asked, she could stock up on a few boxes and place them by her bedside so she could sleep soundly at night.
Butler Wang's smile froze: "?"
He didn't hear me wrong, did he? Canned food?
Ling Shu added, "If there's no canned beef, canned pork or canned fish will also work."
Butler Wang's smile slowly disappeared from the corners of his mouth.
...There's no canned food in the Sheng family's warehouse at all!
He rubbed his fingers in frustration: "...I'm sorry, Miss Ling, we don't have any canned food at home..."
"ah……"
Ling Shu was a little disappointed. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Do you have any instant noodles at home? Any flavor is fine. Give me two cases."
Canned food and instant noodles are both hard currency in the apocalypse, but eating instant noodles requires boiling water, which is relatively troublesome.
If you don't have canned food, you can stock up on some instant noodles.
Butler Wang's forehead was beaded with sweat: "This..."
If the Sheng family wants noodles, a noodle chef makes them fresh on the spot. Instant noodles would never be found in the Sheng family!
"ah……"
Ling Shu sighed softly.
There was no canned food or instant noodles available, so it seems she'll have to go out and buy them herself.
Butler Wang's face was ashen, all his strength and wit gone: "...No..."
Waaaaah, he's such an incompetent housekeeper!
Miss Ling made three requests in a row, and he couldn't fulfill any of them.
"No, no need."
Ling Shu waved her hand, "I'm actually full. I just mentioned it casually. It's okay if I don't have any. Uncle Wang, there's no need to arrange for someone to buy any. Really, there's no need."
Her tone was sincere, and she had no intention of troubling the Sheng family's servants.
Anyway, she'll go buy it herself tomorrow.
Butler Wang remained silent for a few seconds, then reluctantly gave in: "Oh, okay... then I'll take my leave?"
He seemed to have suffered a severe blow; his eyes were vacant, his face blank, and even his steps as he left were somewhat unsteady.
Ling Shu suddenly remembered something and turned to ask, "Wait, Uncle Wang, where am I staying tonight?"
Butler Wang did not answer.
Butler Wang was currently questioning his existence, walking forward blankly, oblivious to not only Ling Shu's questions but also to all the sounds around him.
Ling Shu raised her voice: "Uncle Wang??"
Butler Wang continued walking forward blankly, without any reaction.
However, Sheng Zhujun, who had been lost in thought, snapped out of it, turned to look at Ling Shu, and after a moment of contemplation, made a very important decision.
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