If a fight breaks out in Chapter 13, that would be truly wonderful...
Ling Shu never expected this to happen.
With a complicated expression, she put down the hoe in her hand, slowly walked to the edge of the pit, and looked down at the two people who had brought this upon themselves.
Sheng Zhujun suppressed a laugh, walked over and stood next to Ling Shu, looking down into the pit with her.
The pit was in complete chaos.
Jian Yicheng was dazed and confused after the fall, covered in dirt and in excruciating pain in his buttocks.
After standing there for a while, he finally got up, looking bewildered and covered in dust, and asked, "Where...where am I?"
Seeing that there was another person next to him, Jian Yicheng was startled and took several steps back, exclaiming, "Hey! What is that?!"
As he pushed, he raised his hand to wipe the dirt off his face.
His vision cleared again, and Jian Yicheng recognized the person beside him. He exclaimed in disbelief, "Xinyao, it's you?"
Ling Xinyao sat at the bottom of the pit, her eyes fixed on him with a deep, unsettling gaze.
Hearing his question, she gave a cold laugh, "Yeah, why would it be me? Did I scare you?"
"You, you, you..."
Jian Yicheng's expression went blank. It took him several seconds to find his voice, and he asked guiltily, "...You heard everything?"
Ling Xinyao sneered again: "Yes, I heard everything."
She was caught off guard and fell to the bottom of the pit, and was indeed dizzy for a short while.
It wasn't until Jian Yicheng's loud declaration of love rang out that she was brought back to reality.
When she woke up, she found herself in a pit. Terrified, she wanted to shout for help, but before she could make a sound, she heard Jian Yicheng's words.
His melodious and rhythmic confession echoed into the deep pit, creating a 3D effect that reverberated repeatedly in her ears.
"Junjun, I love you, I can't live without you!"
"It's all because Ling Xinyao deliberately seduced me!"
This was the first time in her life that Ling Xinyao had ever heard a man use such harsh words to describe her.
Her face turned pale with anger, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms, sending a sharp, stinging pain through her.
Just as she was about to lose her temper and start arguing with Jian Yicheng, Jian Yicheng unexpectedly fell down as well.
What a coincidence!
She took a step closer, looking down at Jian Yicheng sitting on the ground, her voice cold: "Jian Yicheng, you disgust me."
If you change your mind, just admit it openly; at least you're a man.
But he didn't even have the responsibility of a man; he just shifted the blame to women.
Even she didn't like him.
Jian Yicheng instinctively tried to comfort her: "Xinyao, listen to me..."
As he spoke, he looked up, his words lingering on his lips.
He saw Sheng Zhujun standing at the top of the pit.
Sheng Zhujun crossed her arms and looked at him with a half-smile, as if she was also waiting for his explanation.
Jian Yicheng's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, both women are here. No matter what he says, he's bound to offend one of them.
He found himself in this dilemma once again.
He swallowed hard, struggled with his conscience for a long time, and finally made a "difficult" decision.
Ling Xinyao has made it clear that she can't be with him, so it's more important for her to protect his wealth and status now.
I absolutely cannot lose my job at Shengshi Group!
After thinking everything through, Jian Yicheng's expression became increasingly calm, and his eyes began to accuse Ling Xinyao: "Ling Xinyao, if we're talking about who's more disgusting, who is?"
"Wasn't it you who used to fuss over me every day and send me photos of yourself wrapped in a bath towel?"
Ling Xinyao's expression changed drastically, and her mind exploded with a "boom".
She never expected that Jian Yicheng would stop trying to please her and instead directly break off relations with her, exposing her past actions so openly.
She raised her hand, trembling, and pointed at Jian Yicheng's face, "You shameless person!"
Jian Yicheng retorted, "You're the shameless one!"
Ling Xinyao was so angry that she trembled, wishing she could pounce on Jian Yicheng and scratch his face.
She held back because she was here at the Sheng family's residence.
She's had enough bad luck lately and doesn't want to be laughed at by Sheng Zhujun any further.
Just as she was finally managing to calm herself down, a crisp clapping sound came from above.
"Clap clap clap!"
Ling Xinyao looked up at the people clapping, her pupils contracting slightly.
Ling Shu squatted on the top of the pit, looking down at the bottom.
She clapped her hands lightly, a mocking smile on her face, and said bluntly, "Ling Xinyao, so this is how you seduce your best friend's boyfriend?"
"If your parents knew what you did, do you think they would be very disappointed in you?"
As she spoke, Ling Shu tilted her head slightly, took out her phone, and muttered to herself, "Oh, if I had known, I should have taken a picture earlier."
Hearing Ling Shu's words, Ling Xinyao trembled even more violently.
These words were like a sharp blade, severing the tightest thread in her mind, plunging her already fragile rationality into utter despair.
Disappointing her parents is what Ling Xinyao fears most.
If this matter is exposed by Ling Shu, whom she has always disliked, then it will be twice as terrible.
No, we absolutely cannot let Ling's parents know!
...A cell phone, that's right, a cell phone!
If you just grab the phone and delete the chat history, Jian Yicheng will have no evidence.
Even without evidence, everything can be salvaged.
We have to grab that phone!
Ling Xinyao gritted her teeth and rushed towards Jian Yicheng without hesitation, reaching out to snatch the phone from his hand.
She's also a ruthless person who can take things in stride, and at such a crucial moment, she doesn't hold back at all.
Jian Yicheng instinctively used his hand to block, but her sharp nails instantly scratched a long gash on the back of his hand, causing him to gasp in pain and shout in disbelief, "Ling Xinyao! Don't think I won't fight back!"
He was hoping to gain Sheng Zhujun's forgiveness through these chat logs, so how could he let Ling Xinyao succeed so easily?
Since she struck first, he had no choice but to be ruthless towards her.
And so, the two men at the bottom of the pit began to wrestle haphazardly, accompanied by cries of pain and angry curses.
The two bodies rolled around at the bottom of the pit, kicking up clouds of dust, creating an extremely chaotic scene.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."
Sheng Zhujun covered her nose in disgust.
She couldn't stand it anymore and turned to leave.
Looking at Ling Shu beside her, she pulled Ling Shu up as well: "Let's not watch this anymore, it's boring."
Ling Shu reluctantly withdrew her gaze: "Oh."
[These two are such terrible fighters. If I were Ling Xinyao, that slash would have blinded Jian Yicheng.]
Sheng Zhujun: "!"
She couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Sigh, Shushu is good in every way, except that she's a little too bold.
Let's leave this precious opportunity to blind a scumbag to someone like Ling Xinyao.
Sheng Zhujun instructed the maids who rushed over: "You stay here and watch over them. When they're tired of fighting, help them up and send them away politely."
The maid, aware of the intense battle at the bottom of the pit, asked, "Miss, should we treat their wounds before sending them away?"
Sheng Zhujun was about to shake her head in refusal when she heard Ling Shu's inner thoughts: [Treat the wound? That absolutely requires alcohol, it hurts like hell!]
A thought struck her, and she changed her mind and agreed: "Then I must help them take care of it. Give the order to use the purest and strongest alcohol to disinfect them, and make sure the disinfection is thorough."
Sheng Zhujun waved her hand domineeringly, just like a domineering CEO in a romance novel.
"I will not allow any bacteria or viruses to remain in either of their wounds!"
"oh!"
The maid understood Sheng Zhujun's implied meaning, her eyes lit up, and she immediately agreed, "Yes, Miss!"
She will personally oversee the process to ensure that the two uninvited guests are properly "disinfected"!
After making the arrangements, Sheng Zhujun took Ling Shu's hand and said, "Shushu, let's go."
Ling Shu nodded: "Mm."
The two people arguing in the pit were making too much noise, which was affecting her mood for digging. She decided to stop her work for the day.
Looking at the time, I'll rest a bit more; it's almost time for dinner.
The two entered Xiaoming Building one after the other.
As soon as they entered the living room, Ling Shu, who was walking ahead, stopped and turned around to look at Sheng Zhujun intently.
Her voice was calm and gentle: "Junjun, everyone makes mistakes when judging people, there's no need to be too upset."
Sheng Zhujun looked up in surprise.
She didn't expect Ling Shu to suddenly comfort her.
Sheng Zhujun thought she was hiding her true feelings well, and that no one could tell that she was actually quite depressed.
I never expected Ling Shu to see through everything.
“Shushu…”
Sheng Zhujun's eyes instantly welled up with tears, but she forced a bright smile and said, "I'm not sad anymore, really."
She's just blind; she fell for a jerk and made a fake best friend.
She's the eldest daughter of the Sheng family; this little thing won't affect her.
"Okay, that's good."
Ling Shu nodded, then shifted her gaze to the side, as if she had remembered something.
"Should we thoroughly investigate the chat logs that Jian Yicheng mentioned earlier? Who can complain about having too much evidence?"
Sheng Zhujun's spirits lifted.
That's right!
I was so busy watching the play that I completely forgot about it.
She had previously asked Butler Wang to investigate, but he couldn't find any problems.
Jian Yicheng and Ling Xinyao communicated using a secondary account, and all the so-called chat logs were saved on the secondary account. The phone was also dedicated to them.
It's rare that Jian Yicheng brought his special small cell phone today, so we must seize this opportunity.
Even if Ling Xinyao wins the fight and manages to delete all the chat history, with the Sheng family's technical capabilities, they should be able to recover it as long as they have access to Jian Yicheng's alternate phone number.
Sheng Zhujun hurriedly called Butler Wang and explained her thoughts.
Butler Wang agreed indignantly: "Young Miss, just wait and see!"
-
Outside Xiaoming Building.
During their fight, she also scratched his face.
After the chat history was deleted, the two had no reason to fight anymore. They each occupied one side of the pit, panting and glaring at each other like two ruffled black-eyed chickens.
Seeing that the two of them had stopped fighting, the servants who were guarding the pit quickly brought over a ladder, and Ling Xinyao and Jian Yicheng climbed out one after the other.
The two of them walked through the pit, looking disheveled and utterly wretched, their carefully chosen clothes and outfits completely ruined.
As soon as Jian Yicheng returned to the ground, he eagerly looked around: "Where's Junjun? Where did your young lady go?"
As he asked the question, he tried to walk away.
The servants subtly blocked his way, effectively surrounding him and preventing him from escaping.
The head maid smiled warmly and said, "Mr. Jane, you have an injury on your face. Let's go and treat the wound first."
Jian Yicheng wanted to refuse, but the maid said, "If you have a scar on your face, you won't be so handsome."
That sentence successfully kept him there.
He was hoping to win back Sheng Zhujun with his handsome face, so he really couldn't leave a scar.
Ling Xinyao, who was next to him, was in a similar situation. She was persuaded by several "enthusiastic" servants to stop and also headed towards the infirmary.
The servants ushered the two to the infirmary and sat them down, carefully cleaning the dust off their faces and bodies.
However, the movements were not gentle enough, and each time the wound was touched, it would cause a sharp pain.
After cleaning, the disinfection process became even more extreme.
The moment the disinfectant swab touched his cheek, even Jian Yicheng, a grown man, couldn't help but nearly jump up, exclaiming, "Hiss!"
Why does it hurt so much!
The maid, holding a cotton swab, looked innocent: "Mr. Jian, does it hurt a lot? This is our special medicine, it's very effective at healing wounds."
Jian Yicheng sniffed the air, his face full of doubt: "Isn't this alcohol? It smells so strongly of alcohol."
The maid's smile remained unchanged as she said with absolute certainty, "Of course not, Mr. Jane. I've already said it, this is a miracle cure."
"As for the smell of alcohol, it's probably just the smell left from the disinfection in the medical room."
Jian Yicheng asked with a hint of doubt, "Really...?"
But this smells like alcohol!
However, given the Sheng family's background, they shouldn't lie about something like this... right?
Seeing that he was silent, the maid smiled slightly and unceremoniously applied the cotton swab to his wound again.
A sharp pain shot through him, almost making Jian Yicheng scream.
What kind of miracle drug is this?! Is it really that potent?!
That said, is that familiar stinging sensation really not from alcohol?
He was in so much pain that his vision went black, and he didn't notice a servant next to him pick up his phone and quietly plug it into a special device.
Ling Xinyao's situation was similar, with cries of pain heard intermittently.
"Ouch! Maybe I shouldn't disinfect it, it's just a little broken skin anyway..."
"No, Miss Ling, even a tiny scratch could get infected. Our special disinfectant is very effective, so please apply plenty."
"But this medicine clearly smells of alcohol!"
"Oh dear, this smells like the infirmary."
Although the disinfected wounds were painful, the two of them gritted their teeth and endured it because the servants were very kind.
It felt like an eternity before the "miracle drug" was finally applied.
Jian Yicheng felt like his face was going numb with pain.
He picked up his phone and put it in his pocket, completely unaware that the data on his phone had been silently copied.
At this moment, he only cared about one thing: "Where is your young lady? I need to see her."
The maid who was applying the medicine put down the cotton swab in her hand, her smile immediately vanishing, and said indifferently, "Mr. Jian, Miss does not want to see you. Please leave."
Jian Yicheng was stunned: "?"
You didn't have this attitude when you were applying the medicine to me just now.
That's an incredibly fast change of expression!
The medicine had all been applied, and the servants were too lazy to deal with him anymore.
Several tall and strong security guards walked up to him, each grabbing one of his arms and carrying Jian Yicheng away like a chick.
That was incredibly ruthless.
Ling Xinyao watched the whole thing from the sidelines, seeing Jian Yicheng off as he was sent away.
When the servants looked at her, she jumped in fright and instinctively raised her hands, saying, "I can walk by myself, you don't need to drag me!"
Her maid smiled slightly: "Yes, Miss Ling. By the way..."
The maid's expression turned serious. "Miss Ling just instructed that she should no longer come to the Sheng family. The Sheng family no longer welcomes you."
Ling Xinyao's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip tightly.
She came to see Ling Shu today. She clearly did not provoke Sheng Zhujun, so why would Sheng Zhujun say such things?
By the way, when she fell into the pit, Ling Shu and Sheng Zhujun were watching the commotion from above. They were standing very close together, and their posture looked very intimate.
Could it be that...
An incredible thought arose.
Is Sheng Zhujun protecting Ling Shu?
Does the Sheng family really care about Ling Shu?
She asked incredulously, "Sheng Zhujun...did she do this to me because of Ling Shu?"
The maid gave her a strange look: "Miss Ling, this is none of your business. Please leave as soon as possible."
Ling Xinyao clenched her fists in resentment and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Ling Shu is a vulgar and rude person. Even her own parents look down on her. How can you treat her like a treasure?"
The maid was even more puzzled: "Miss Ling Shu has already married into the Sheng family, so of course the Sheng family will protect her. Please watch your words and don't slander her anymore."
Ling Xinyao was very unwilling.
But Ling Shu was clearly a substitute bride!
She was clearly the bride chosen by the Sheng family back then!
Seeing that she was still trying to cause trouble, the maid lost her patience, clapped her hands, and the two tall security guards standing at the door moved slightly, as if they were about to rush up and drag Ling Xinyao away as well.
Seeing this, Ling Xinyao shrank back, forcibly suppressing her displeasure, and dared not say another word.
She had no choice but to leave the Sheng family reluctantly.
After walking out of the Sheng family manor gate, Ling Xinyao stopped and looked back at the manor hidden among the green trees, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.
She came here specifically to cause trouble for Ling Shu, wanting to vent her anger.
Unexpectedly, he not only failed to vent his anger but also returned covered in injuries.
What's going on with the Sheng family? Do they really think that good-for-nothing Ling Shu is their "lucky star"?
I thought that Ling Shu would live a life of disdain and misery after marrying into the Sheng family.
It seems that Ling Shu is actually doing better in the Sheng family now.
How could this be?!
Ling Xinyao gritted her teeth.
“Ling Shu… I will make sure the Sheng family discovers your true colors. You just wait…”
-
Inside Xiaoming Building.
After taking a shower, Ling Shu walked out of the bathroom and found Sheng Zhujun standing at the door of her bedroom, looking up as if she was looking at something.
Hearing the door open, Sheng Zhujun turned around, a smile appearing on her lips: "Shushu."
She was clearly smiling, but the smile was faint, and her eyes were filled with a sadness as thick as fog.
After greeting Ling Shu, Sheng Zhujun turned back and silently looked up.
Ling Shu walked to her side and followed her gaze, discovering that Sheng Zhujun was looking at the stairs leading to the third floor.
The staircase leads upwards, directly to Sheng Yunshen's ward.
Just lift your foot and step over the twenty-four steps, and you will see the sleeping man.
However, Sheng Zhujun just stared blankly, showing no intention of going upstairs.
A strange feeling swept through Ling Shu's heart.
She recalled what had happened last night.
When Sheng Zhujun brought her to Xiaoming Building, it seemed that she stood at the entrance of the stairs on the first floor and did not go upstairs.
Later, Sheng Yun Shen's heart rate spiked after she touched him, which startled Sheng Zhu Jun, who then rushed upstairs to check on him.
Why?
Sheng Zhujun's body trembled slightly. She turned her head to look at her and asked softly, "Shushu... can I ask you for a favor?"
Ling Shu raised an eyebrow: "What is it?"
Sheng Zhujun bit her lower lip, looking conflicted. After a few seconds, she finally spoke, "Please... come with me to see my second brother, okay?"
Ling Shu didn't ask any further questions and nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go."
She could tell that Sheng Zhujun was standing there specifically waiting for her.
It seemed that only with her company did Sheng Zhujun dare to see Sheng Yunshen.
"...Yes, thank you."
Sheng Zhujun took a deep breath, finally mustered up her courage, and started walking upstairs.
She walked slowly, as if each step carried a thousand pounds.
As she walked uphill, she slowly began to speak to Ling Shu.
"Shushu, actually... my second brother has never approved of me being with Jian Yicheng."
"He said that Jian Yicheng is indeed a capable worker with some real skills. However, he is too ambitious. This ambition is not simply for his career, but more for the resources and status of our Sheng family."
"If the Sheng family runs into trouble, my relationship with Jian Yicheng will likely also be strained."
At this point, a bitter smile appeared on Sheng Zhujun's lips, as if she were filled with endless self-blame and remorse.
"I've argued with him about this many times, and each time it ended badly."
“A month ago, we had another argument about this. I was angry that he was interfering too much, so I yelled at him and told him to never interfere in my life again…”
Her voice grew softer and softer, filled with deep self-reproach; the harsh words she had spoken seemed to still echo in her ears.
Halfway up the stairs, we could already see the door to Sheng Yunshen's ward.
Sheng Zhujun stopped and stared intently at the half-open door, two large tears rolling down her cheeks.
Her voice was a little hoarse: "Actually, I regretted it after I yelled that day. I was thinking that I would apologize to my second brother when he came back and have a good talk with him..."
Tears fell like pearls from a broken string.
Sheng Zhujun closed her eyes in anguish, "That evening, I was waiting for my second brother to come back at Xiaoming Building... but what I received was the devastating news that he had been in a car accident..."
"I will never have the chance to apologize to him again!"
After uttering those words, Sheng Zhujun bent down, hugged herself tightly, and cried loudly.
Ling Shu stood behind Sheng Zhujun, understanding the situation perfectly.
I see.
Sheng Zhujun was afraid to see Sheng Yunshen because they had a fierce argument before his car accident.
Given Sheng Zhujun's personality, she might blame herself for Sheng Yunshen's car accident.
Ling Shu shook her head, stepped forward, and gently patted Sheng Zhujun's shoulder, trying to soothe her emotions.
Tilting her head and thinking for a moment, Ling Shu said, "Junjun, you really can't judge a book by its cover. You've fallen for a scumbag who looks good on the outside but is filthy on the inside."
"But think about it carefully, isn't there something wrong with your second brother's judgment?"
Sheng Zhujun's crying suddenly stopped: "?"
Ling Shu continued, "Isn't your second brother's fiancée also a two-faced green tea? They're already engaged, but she's still secretly flirting with other men."
She shook her head and said very seriously, "So, your second brother's judgment isn't very good either. You two are a perfect match, and there's no question of who should apologize to whom."
Sheng Zhujun was a little confused when she heard this, and then she looked up and thought about it seriously.
...That does seem to make some sense.
Ling Shu added, "Besides, you did better than your second brother. Your second brother takes care of you, but you don't take care of him. So, it should be your second brother apologizing to you."
After explaining these theories, Ling Shu nodded with great satisfaction, completely convinced by herself. "Of course, our Lady Junjun is magnanimous and won't mind such details, right?"
Sheng Zhujun blinked, utterly bewildered.
Wait, is that so...?
She had been in immense pain and filled with guilt just moments before, but after hearing Ling Shu's words, she was completely bewildered.
It has a feeling that it makes sense, yet also seems like sophistry...
Before she could fully react, Ling Shu grabbed her hand and dragged her upstairs.
While dragging him along, he said, "Come on, let's go tell your brother now that you don't blame him anymore!"
Sheng Zhujun was dragged forward, her steps faltering: "Eh, eh...?"
Wait, she hasn't figured out the logic behind this yet!
Ling Shu was incredibly strong and quickly dragged her into the ward.
The two stood side by side in front of Sheng Yunshen's hospital bed.
Ling Shu nodded very firmly: "Go ahead and say it. Tell me you don't blame him anymore. Anyway, we're all blind, so why hurt each other?"
Sheng Zhujun pursed her lips: "..."
That's outrageous, it makes perfect sense, and there's no way to refute it.
Looking at Sheng Yun Shen's face, she gritted her teeth and went all out, echoing Ling Shu's words, "Brother...we, we're just a pair of...uh, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, anyway, we're both blind. I, I'm sorry to you, you...you don't need to apologize to me!"
Strangely enough, after saying those words, she actually felt much better.
The guilt that had tormented her day and night gradually dissipated.
However, looking at the sleeping Sheng Yun Shen in front of her, she still felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.
Sheng Zhujun's voice was still choked with sobs: "Brother, I so wish you could wake up and scold me..."
Even if we have another fight, no, a thousand fights, it would be better than this.
If only he could wake up.
Ling Shu lowered her eyes and looked at Sheng Yun Shen on the hospital bed.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then held back.
But what Ling Shu didn't know was that her true feelings couldn't be hidden.
Don't worry, your second brother won't be bedridden like this forever. His good fortune is yet to come, so don't fret.
Sheng Zhujun paused, wiping away her tears. Her eyes widened, revealing intense disbelief.
After a moment, disbelief turned into immense joy.
She couldn't help but want to ask, "Really?" "Second Brother can wake up, right?" But the damned rules held her back. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Sheng Zhujun remained silent for a long time, her emotions gradually calming down. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.
It's alright, she will wait patiently until her second brother wakes up, and then she will personally say a belated "I'm sorry" to him.
We'll definitely wait for it!
At this moment, Sheng Yun Shen's heart was no longer a still, lifeless sea.
In fact, he had already overheard their conversation when Sheng Zhujun and Ling Shu reached the corner of the stairs.
When he first heard Sheng Zhujun's confession, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.
He wanted to tell her that he never needed her to apologize, and he didn't want her to feel guilty or in pain.
Unfortunately, he couldn't speak and could only suffer alone in the darkness.
Later, when Ling Shu spoke, the tone of the conversation began to veer off course.
Sheng Zhujun was completely fooled, and he laughed in anger.
What about Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, what about mutual harm...
He knew exactly what kind of person Ling Xinyao was!
...No, wait a minute, he really didn't expect Ling Xinyao to try and seduce Jian Yicheng...
In the darkness, Sheng Yunshen fell into deep thought.
He suddenly realized that Ling Shu's words actually made some sense...
A certain domineering CEO in a vegetative state was unknowingly fooled by Ling Shu's logic and began to reflect on his own judgment of people.
He was jolted awake from his deep thoughts when he heard Ling Shu's heartfelt words.
In the boundless darkness, his consciousness stared blankly at the void ahead, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Were the things Ling Shu said in her heart true?
What does "good fortune" refer to?
Could it be that he can wake up and become a normal person again?
Really?
-
Only after Sheng Zhujun's emotions had completely calmed down did the two leave the ward.
Dinner was ready in the restaurant on the first floor.
Hearing their footsteps coming downstairs, Qin Hong looked up, her gaze sweeping calmly over the two women.
Sheng Zhujun was a little confused: "Mom, why are you here?"
Qin Hong waved her hand, gesturing for them to come and sit down: "I just happened to be passing by and saw that dinner was ready, so I thought I'd grab a bite."
Sheng Zhujun pursed her lips.
How can I "just happen to pass by" Xiaominglou?
That's how her mother is; she clearly came specifically to have dinner with them, but she insists on saying she just happened to be passing by.
Saying one thing and meaning another.
She pulled Ling Shu to sit down at the table.
Just as she picked up her chopsticks, Qin Hong suddenly asked, "I heard you were busy in the garden early this morning, and even dug several holes. Ling Xinyao and Jian Yicheng came to visit, and they even accidentally fell into one of the holes?"
Although her tone was calm, there was a subtle sense of pressure in it.
Sheng Zhujun paused, holding her chopsticks, and answered somewhat guiltily, "Yes, yes."
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a little tense.
Ling Shu spoke up first: "Madam, it was all my idea. I wanted to turn the garden into a vegetable garden."
"oh?"
Qin Hong looked up at her, her gaze sharp.
After a few seconds of silence, she slowly said, "I knew it, Yunyun would never have come up with such a great idea."
Her tone was neither sad nor happy; no emotion could be detected.
Ling Shu fell silent.
She was a little unsure whether Qin Hong was praising her or insulting her.
Qin Hong did not offer any further commentary.
She put down her chopsticks with a cold expression, took out her phone, and tapped a few buttons.
Soon, Ling Shu's phone vibrated.
"Ms. Qin Hong has transferred 500,000 yuan to your bank card ending in 8888. The transfer note reads: Well done [smile]."
Ling Shu: "?"
I don't understand it, and I'm very shocked.
Logically speaking, this note should be a compliment to her.
However, the addition of the smiling emoji at the end made the praise seem somewhat ambiguous, leaving one wondering what Qin Hong was trying to express.
Ling Shu decided to seek help from outside the venue. She tugged at Sheng Zhujun's sleeve and handed her her phone screen.
Sheng Zhujun stared at it for a few moments, then breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to complain, "Mom, if you want to praise us, just say so! Why send money again! Transfer notes aren't for chatting!"
Qin Hong gracefully put down her phone, picked up her chopsticks again, and said expressionlessly, "Speak less while eating."
Sheng Zhujun: "..."
She leaned closer to Ling Shu and whispered, "That's just how my mom is, you'll get used to it."
Ling Shu: "..."
Even now, I still can't get used to it.
She's not used to it, but she absolutely loves it!
[My mother-in-law is so cute! I love her so much!]
Qin Hong paused in her act of picking up food, her brow furrowed slightly, and she fell into deep thought.
Why did Ling Shu call her "cheap mother-in-law"...? Could it be that she only transferred 500,000 yuan earlier, which was too little and made it seem "cheap"?
A mere 500,000 seems a bit embarrassing to me.
Sigh, I should have transferred more money. It's all her fault for not thinking more about it earlier.
It seems like next time it will have to start at a million.
The three of them sat down together and began to eat.
Although there was no conversation, the atmosphere at the dinner table was quite harmonious.
A slightly odd harmony.
Qin Hong, expressionless, ladled a bowl of chicken soup for Sheng Zhujun and Ling Shu, coldly instructing them, "Drink it all."
Sheng Zhujun muttered as she drank, "Mom, can't you smile more? It's not illegal to smile while eating..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was forced back by Qin Hong's icy gaze and dared not utter another word.
Ling Shu adapted well and obediently finished all the chicken soup.
Mainly because it tastes so good.
Halfway through the meal, Butler Wang came in, looking tense, as if trying to hide his anxiety and unease.
He walked quickly to Qin Hong's side and said in a low voice, "Madam, I have something to report."
Qin Hong's expression darkened slightly. She put down her chopsticks, stood up, and said to Sheng Zhujun and Ling Shu, "I'm leaving now. By the way, there's an auction tomorrow, and the Sheng family has already booked a VIP room."
"Junjun, you and Ling Shu can go and have a look around too."
Upon hearing about the auction, Sheng Zhujun readily agreed, "Okay, Mom."
Qin Hong nodded to Ling Shu and walked out.
Butler Wang followed behind her.
Just as she was about to leave, Ling Shu vaguely heard Butler Wang say to Qin Hong, "The Li family still refuses to budge..."
He deliberately lowered his voice, and Ling Shu only heard a few words before she could hear nothing more.
She lowered her head to drink her soup while pondering.
The Li family... I feel like this surname sounds familiar?
Sheng Zhujun asked her from the side, "Shushu, are you interested in the auction? Let's go together tomorrow. If there's anything you like, I'll buy it for you!"
She really wants to send something to Ling Shu right now.
"Not interested."
Ling Shu shook her head and refused.
With the apocalypse only two months away, every day is precious to her, and she must do something meaningful.
Auctions and the like were not part of her plans at all.
Sheng Zhujun said with some regret, "Ah, are you really not interested? I heard that Mr. Li from the Li family will also be attending the auction this time."
"In order to open up overseas markets, Mr. Li stayed abroad for two years and only returned to China recently. I haven't even met him yet."
Ling Shu paused, raising an eyebrow slightly: "President Li?"
The family that Butler Wang just mentioned seems to be the Li family.
Why do they all have the surname Li?
Is it really that much of a coincidence?
Sheng Zhujun explained, "There's a saying in Beijing's elite circles: 'Sheng in the South, Li in the North,' which refers to our Sheng family and the Li family in the north of the city. It's just that our two families operate in different fields, so we don't have much cooperation or interaction."
"The current head of the Li family is about the same age as my second brother, and he is also a very capable person. He has already attracted a lot of attention since he returned to the country."
"right."
Sheng Zhujun was taken aback. "Shushu, you know him?"
"Hmm... I've heard of it."
Ling Shu answered casually.
Li Yin, she really did know.
The famous "Li Yanluo" in the original book was a major backer of the protagonist group in the middle of the story. Unexpectedly, he was also a well-known domineering CEO. No wonder he was able to build the largest shelter in Beijing after the apocalypse.
If she could find an opportunity to befriend him, it would be very beneficial for her future stockpiling.
Auction...
Wait, why does it feel like the book mentions auctions?
Ling Shu recalled carefully.
The original book mentioned that Li Yin had something he cared about very much, which seemed to be related to a certain auction.
Could it be referring to tomorrow's auction?
Not only must they go, but they must also find a way to get in touch with Li Yin.
Stockpiling favors can be considered a form of doomsday stockpiling... right?
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After deciding to attend the auction, Ling Shu happily finished her meal, said goodbye to Sheng Zhujun, and went back to the second floor to rest alone.
Lying in bed, she closed her eyes and suddenly recalled the scene that afternoon when Sheng Zhujun confessed her sins in front of her cheap husband's sickbed.
Sheng Zhujun's remorse was so sincere, a feeling she rarely saw after spending three years in the apocalypse.
She genuinely cherishes this kind of mutual care and concern, and even as an observer, she can feel the warmth.
Thinking of Sheng Yun Shen, Ling Shu couldn't help but open her eyes again and stare at the ceiling above the bed.
At this moment, Sheng Yun Shen was not far from her, only separated by a floor slab.
I wonder if he'll "fall asleep"?
Last time he showed me how many abs he had, I think I hadn't even finished counting...
Ling Shu's body betrayed her, and she got out of bed, put on her slippers, and shuffled up to the third floor.
The on-duty caregiver was resting in a small room next door. The ward on the third floor was empty, with only the monotonous beeping of the instruments echoing in the air.
Ling Shu opened the door, walked over and sat down next to Sheng Yun Shen, wrapped her coat tightly around herself, and curiously tilted her head to look at him.
Sheng Yun Shen remained like an oblivious puppet, lying there quietly, handsome and harmless, which was particularly pleasing to Ling Shu's eye.
She originally wanted to reach in again and count all the abdominal muscles she hadn't finished counting last time.
However, after hesitating for a moment, she was too embarrassed to put her hand under the covers again.
What if I accidentally raise his heart rate again? That would be so embarrassing.
Ling Shu couldn't resist the urge to touch Sheng Yun Shen's face and gently wiggle her fingertips, touching the bridge of his nose.
[Your nose is so beautiful, so straight and well-defined.]
The curves are perfect, and it still retains body heat.
Moreover, it is very sensitive; even a light touch of her fingertips can leave a faint red mark.
Ling Shu coughed, trying to clear her mind of the erotic literature that had flooded her thoughts.
[The person lying in front of me is my husband in name only. Everything I do is legal and justified, right?]
The more she thought about it, the more it itched in her heart, and her eyes began to wander restlessly under the covers, recalling the curve and feel of the hand she had touched it last time...
That was absolutely wonderful...
"Miss Ling, what brings you here?"
Just as she was about to lose control, the caregiver from the next room came out, rubbing her eyes, and greeted her.
Her "criminal intent" was stopped in time.
Ling Shu withdrew her hand with a hint of regret, then turned to the caregiver with a smile: "Just came to check on things before bed."
The caregiver nodded, happily remarking, "Miss Ling is so kind to Mr. Sheng. He rarely gets any visitors."
Ling Shu frowned slightly, somewhat surprised: "So few people come to visit? Why?"
"It's probably because the First Madam instructed that no one should approach her casually." The caregiver scratched the back of her head and chuckled. "Besides, the Sheng family is always busy."
Ling Shu nodded, her eyes filled with deep thought.
She didn't believe the excuse that "everyone is busy".
Besides, Xiaominglou wasn't locked, so if the Sheng family wanted to come, no one would stop them.
So why do people rarely come to visit Sheng Yun Shen?
Sheng Zhujun felt guilty and remorseful because she had argued with Sheng Yunshen before his accident, and she dared not come to see him.
What about the others?
What about the others?
She didn't reveal anything to the caregiver, and replied with a smile, "I'll sit here for a while and then leave. You don't need to worry about me, go and rest."
“Okay.” The caregiver nodded tactfully. “Then I’ll go in first, Miss Ling. Please call me anytime if you need anything.”
He returned to the small room and closed the door, leaving only Ling Shu and Sheng Yunshen in the ward.
Ling Shu sat back down, propped her head up with her hands, and stared at Sheng Yun Shen, lost in thought.
Her inner thoughts were completely silent; Sheng Yun Shen couldn't hear anything.
The room was quiet, and there were no footsteps to indicate that Ling Shu hadn't left yet, so he guessed that Ling Shu probably hadn't left.
...She neither speaks nor moves, what exactly does this woman want to do?
Sheng Yunshen felt his heart pounding again.
He had actually fallen asleep, but she woke him up by touching him.
The complete darkness made his senses of hearing, touch, and smell exceptionally sensitive.
Her smiling voice rang in his ears, the warmth of her fingertips lingered on his face, and the faint fragrance emanating from her body enveloped him... almost driving him mad.
She touched him, and he felt like he was going crazy.
But she did nothing, just watched him quietly, which made him feel even more lost.
Do something, do something, even if it's just making some noise.
After enduring this agonizing for several minutes, Sheng Yun Shen finally heard movement again.
This time it wasn't a heartfelt message; Ling Shu was on the phone.
"Uncle Wang, I'd like to take Sheng Yun Shen out with me, is that alright?"
Sheng Yun Shen first breathed a sigh of relief, but when he came to his senses, he was completely stunned.
What is she saying?
Who is she taking out with her?
Who wants to take him out?!
What is she going to do with him?!
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