Chapter 20 I really don't like you! Let's go outside and fight!
The black sedan smoothly drove into the Shen Family Manor and stopped in front of the gate.
Shen Yuepo got out of the car, carrying a black handbag containing the new cell phone.
As soon as I stepped into the main house's living room, I paused slightly at the sight before me.
In the spacious and luxurious living room, the sofa was piled high with various shopping bags, each bearing the logo of a top luxury brand.
Madam Shen was standing to the side with a look of satisfaction and anticipation. When she saw Shen Yuepo enter, she immediately stepped forward, her eyes filled with a cautious attempt to please him.
"Moon Spirit, you're back!"
She took Shen Yuepo's hand and pointed to the mountain of shopping bags:
"Mom specially picked out some clothes and shoes for you today. They're all new styles for the season. Why don't you try them on? Wearing a Taoist robe all the time... isn't very convenient."
Her tone was soft, with a hint of caution.
Shen Yuepo's gaze swept over the clothes. The Taoist robes were loose and comfortable; she was used to them.
But considering that I have already descended the mountain and entered the mortal world, it seems that I don't need to resist some of the rules of the secular world too much.
"Hmm." She responded lightly, not refusing Madam Shen's kindness. "Keep it, I'll try it when I have time."
Their attitude wasn't particularly warm, but it wasn't dismissive either.
When Madam Shen saw that she did not refuse outright, she was overjoyed, as if she had received great affirmation.
She quickly picked up a small, exquisite box, also bearing the phone brand logo, from the side and handed it to Shen Yuepo:
"And this! The latest model phone, Mom bought you one too! Big screen, fast speed, and clear photos."
Shen Yuepo looked at the phone box handed to her, then weighed the phone Xiao Yizhou had given her in her hand.
She calmly replied, "No need."
She waved the handbag in her hand, "Xiao Yizhou just gave me a new one."
The words had barely left his mouth when—"Ha."
A mocking laugh came from the entrance behind me.
Shen Yichuan and Shen Yurou happened to walk into the living room.
Shen Yichuan had obviously heard Shen Yuepo's last words. He strolled over with one hand in his trouser pocket and a relaxed posture.
He looked Shen Yuepo up and down and at the bag in her hand, a sarcastic smile curving his lips. "Oh, Shen Yuepo, I didn't recognize you?"
He drew out his voice, filled with malice and mockery, "It's only been a few days? Your ability to curry favor has certainly improved!"
His gaze swept over the faded gray-blue Taoist robe Chen Yuepo was wearing, then fell on the luxury bag in her hand, his mockery growing even stronger:
"First Jiang Yubai, and now Xiao Yizhou... What? You think you can rise to the top in one step by relying on those tricks you learned on the mountain?"
Shen Yurou stood behind him, looking at the new phone in Shen Yuepo's hand, a hint of jealousy and hatred flashing in her eyes.
However, a hint of worry appeared on her face at the right moment. She gently tugged at Shen Yichuan's sleeve and whispered her advice:
"Second brother, don't talk about sister like that."
But a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.
Shen Yuepo stood still, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cuffs of her Taoist robe.
She took a deep breath and silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.
But the next second, she suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze clear and bright as snow.
Will patience bring peace? Or will taking a step back open up a vast expanse?
wrong.
She practices Taoism, not Buddhism.
Follow the natural way, do as you please, and be carefree and at ease.
Shen Yuepo slowly turned around, his Daoist robe fluttering even without wind.
She looked up at Shen Yichuan, a slight smile curving her lips: "Shen Yichuan."
Shen Yichuan raised an eyebrow: "What?"
"I really don't like you." She said, each word distinct and cold, "Get out! Let's fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire living room fell into a deathly silence.
Madam Shen covered her mouth in astonishment.
Shen Yurou was also stunned, and then a hint of schadenfreude and a desire to see a good show flashed in her eyes.
Shen Yichuan was completely bewildered by this simple and brutal challenge.
He was stunned for a full two seconds, as if he had heard something unbelievable.
Then, as if he had heard an extremely absurd joke, he couldn't help but burst out laughing:
"Huh? What did you say? Fight me? Shen Yuepo, have you gone crazy pretending to be a ghost? With your... "
He hadn't finished his contemptuous and sarcastic remarks.
Shen Yuepo has already moved. No nonsense, no fancy words.
Her steps seemed casual, yet she moved like a ghost, instantly closing in on Shen Yichuan.
A slender, fair hand, with its fingers slightly spread, slapped directly at Shen Yichuan's mocking face with an invisible force.
Shen Yichuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
He instinctively wanted to raise his hand to block, but found that his body was locked in place by that invisible aura, and his movements were a beat slower.
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