Chapter 57 Shen Yichuan, it's time to settle our accounts.
As Shen Yuepo carried her cloth bag into the magnificent living room of the Shen family, she was immediately drawn to the sounds of laughter and the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.
The restaurant was brightly lit, and a long European-style table was laden with exquisite dishes; clearly, a family was having dinner.
Madam Shen was the first to see her, and a smile immediately spread across her face. "Yuepo is back? Come and eat."
Shen Yuepo ignored Madam Shen's greeting and went straight into the restaurant.
The light from the crystal chandelier shone on her cool face, making her austere aura seem out of place in the warm dining atmosphere.
Her gaze swept over Shen Yichuan's face, which was trying to appear calm but couldn't hide his guilty conscience, and finally landed on Shen Yurou, who seemed weak and innocent.
As Shen Yichuan watched Shen Yuepo walk towards him, the chopsticks in his hand trembled almost imperceptibly, and he subconsciously avoided her gaze.
Shen Yurou raised her head, her long eyelashes framed by a pair of large, watery eyes that looked at Shen Yuepo. She said softly:
"Sister's back? Have you eaten? Let's grab something to eat together!"
With her innocent and harmless appearance, no one would have guessed that the vengeful ghosts who claimed lives last night were related to her.
Shen Yuepo ignored Shen Yurou's feigned concern and walked directly past her to stand in front of Shen Yichuan.
“Shen Yichuan,” her voice was soft, yet it instantly silenced the entire restaurant, “it’s time to settle our accounts.”
"Accounts?"
Shen Yichuan scoffed as if he'd heard a joke, "Settle accounts? What accounts do I owe you?"
“Star River Sky Bridge.” Shen Yuepo’s speech remained steady. “That blond guy you were looking for, along with two other people, came looking for trouble with me.”
Shen Yichuan's face instantly turned ugly, and he stiffened his neck, "Heh, where's the evidence? If you don't have evidence, stop spouting nonsense!"
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Madam Shen quickly stood up: "Yuepo, is there some misunderstanding? Yichuan, he..."
"Is there a misunderstanding?" Shen Yuepo chuckled lightly, his laughter devoid of any warmth, filled only with deep mockery. "He knows very well."
Her gaze locked onto Shen Yichuan once again.
Chairman Shen put down the spoon in his hand.
Although he had only spent a short time with Shen Yuepo, he had a certain understanding of her personality.
She is by no means an unreasonable person who seeks revenge out of personal motives.
His calm voice rang out, "Yichuan, since you did it, give the divination fee to Yuepo."
Shen Yichuan looked at Chairman Shen in disbelief, "Dad!"
"Give it to her!" Chairman Shen's tone left no room for argument.
Shen Yichuan's face turned pale and then red. Under Shen Yuepo's gaze, he finally dared not be so forceful anymore.
He held his breath, reluctantly pulled a bank card from his wallet, and slammed it heavily on the table, as if giving a handout.
"Fine! I guess I'm out of luck! How much do you want? Name your price!"
He anticipated that Shen Yuepo would ask for an exorbitant amount.
Shen Yuepo didn't even glance at the bank card, simply uttering three words: "Five hundred yuan."
"five hundred?"
Shen Yichuan was stunned, then a surge of humiliated anger welled up inside him, "You're making such a big fuss over five hundred yuan? Shen Yuepo, are you out of your mind?!"
“I did a divination for Huang Mao that day,” Shen Yuepo said calmly. “Now that he’s been taken away by the police, you, as his employer, should naturally pay for the divination.”
She paused, as if stating a very simple truth, "Five hundred is the fortune-telling fee he should pay."
Shen Yichuan was speechless, his face turning red from being choked by her logic.
He wanted to argue, he wanted to curse, but under Shen Yuepo's all-seeing gaze, he could only humiliatingly count out five hundred-yuan bills from his wallet.
He practically slammed it onto the table in front of Shen Yuepo, yelling, "Here you go! You troublemaker!"
Shen Yuepo calmly picked up the five banknotes and put them in his pocket without even looking at them.
However, she showed no intention of leaving.
She looked at Shen Yichuan again, a cold glint flashing in her clear eyes, "The score isn't settled yet."
Shen Yichuan's heart skipped a beat as she stared at him, a sense of foreboding washing over him. "You... what else do you want?"
"Go outside," Shen Yuepo said calmly, "and have a fight."
"Fight...fight?!"
Shen Yichuan was completely stunned, recalling the scene where he was beaten to the ground by Shen Yuepo last time.
He said angrily, "Chen Yuepo, are you crazy? Why would I want to fight you again?"
"Because you keep causing me trouble." Shen Yuepo's voice was like ice beads falling. "I'm fed up. Today I'll beat you into submission once and for all."
She tilted her head slightly, as if stating a perfectly natural solution, "From now on, every time you bother me, I'll hit you. Saves trouble."
"You!" Shen Yichuan was so angry that he trembled all over, and his finger pointing at Shen Yuepo was shaking.
"elder sister."
Shen Yurou immediately stood up, weakly taking Shen Yichuan's arm. She looked at Shen Yuepo and said softly:
"Sister, please don't do this. Can't we talk this out? We're family, why do we have to fight..."
Shen Yuepo's gaze finally fell on Shen Yurou, his eyes cold and piercing.
"Wait a minute." Shen Yuepo's voice was completely flat, interrupting Shen Yurou's performance. "It's not your turn yet."
Shen Yurou's delicate expression froze instantly, and she unconsciously let go of Shen Yichuan's hand.
What does Shen Yuepo mean by that?
Madam Shen looked helplessly at Chairman Shen, "Husband!"
Chairman Shen frowned, already having made his judgment.
He squeezed his wife's hand tightly, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice:
"Let the children solve it themselves."
Perhaps some grudges do need to be settled in the most direct way.
Even more surprisingly, Shen Wangchuan, sitting opposite him, did not say anything to stop it.
This clearly caused a huge change in his perception of his new sister.
He even had a vague feeling that Shen Yichuan... might really deserve a beating.
Shen Yichuan was isolated and helpless. Looking into Shen Yuepo's emotionless eyes, he had no doubt that she would actually make a move, and that he was definitely no match for her.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead.
He stumbled backward and crashed into the dining chair with a screeching sound.
His voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, and his previous arrogance was gone.
"Chen Yuepo, you...you mustn't do anything rash! This is home!"
A short while later, several muffled thuds and Shen Yichuan's indistinct cries of pain could be faintly heard from the direction of Shen Family Garden.
What followed was a changed tone, filled with a terrified, tearful apology:
"I was wrong, Miss Shen! My ancestor! I was really wrong! Please stop hitting me! Ouch... don't hit my face!"
The sound was both pitiful and comical, clearly penetrating everyone's ears.
Madam Shen buried herself in Chairman Shen's arms, clutching his clothes tightly.
Hearing her son's pitiful cries, she felt heartache at first, but then she heard his obvious admission of guilt after being beaten, and her feelings were extremely complicated.
She quietly raised her tearful eyes and whispered to Chairman Shen, her voice still nasal:
"Moon Soul... she's quite skilled..."
Chairman Shen embraced his wife, and the solemnity on his face lessened considerably.
He's lived half his life and has a keen eye for people.
Shen Yuepo's attack was swift and precise, seemingly fierce, yet he managed to avoid vital points, causing Shen Yichuan only enough pain without leaving any real serious injury.
This is many times more difficult than simply beating someone to vent anger.
He gently patted Madam Chen's back, a barely perceptible smile appearing at the corner of his lips:
"Yes, our daughter... is very outstanding."
These words were like a red-hot knife, stabbing deeply into Shen Yurou's heart.
Her pitiful expression froze completely on her face, her fingertips digging into her palms.
Shen Wangchuan's gaze followed Shen Yuepo's figure closely, his eyes revealing unprecedented admiration and a trace of regret.
He never imagined that this sister he had just recognized not only had the ability to see through the secrets of heaven, but was also so swift and decisive in her fighting skills.
Recalling his initial wariness, rejection, and even disdain towards her, Shen Wangchuan felt his face burning.
Why did he make things so tense? If only it had happened sooner...
Just then, Shen Yuepo stopped what she was doing, her hair perfectly styled and her breathing steady.
The chilling aura that had not yet completely dissipated emanated from her. She even casually flicked her hand, loosened her knuckles after disciplining someone, and made a soft clicking sound.
Then, she raised her hand and pointed at Shen Yurou, "Shen Yurou, it's your turn."
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