Chapter 21 I cultivate the path of slaying demons and exorcising evil, not the path of saving all sentient beings like a Buddha.
"Smack!"
A loud slap suddenly rang out in the living room.
Shen Yichuan tilted his head, and five bright red finger marks quickly appeared on his handsome face.
His pupils constricted, and he froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Madam Shen gasped in shock, her hand covering her mouth froze in mid-air, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
Shen Yurou's gloating expression instantly turned into incredulous astonishment.
Shen Yichuan was completely dumbfounded.
A burning pain mixed with an overwhelming sense of humiliation surged to the top of my head.
He had lived for over twenty years, a proud son of heaven, and had never been slapped in public by anyone, especially a woman he considered a wild child!
"Shen Yuepo! You're asking for death!"
Shen Yichuan roared, ready to retaliate.
However, Shen Yuepo was ruthless and taciturn. Just as Shen Yichuan raised his hand to strike—
Shen Yuepo seized the opportunity to grab his tie and suddenly threw him over her shoulder.
"Bang!"
Shen Yichuan's tall, 1.88-meter frame slammed heavily onto the floor, causing the crystal chandelier to sway.
He let out a painful groan, saw stars before his eyes, and felt a lump in his throat, almost passing out.
His expensive suit was covered in dust, his hair was messy, and he looked disheveled.
The entire living room fell into an eerie silence once again, with only Shen Yichuan's heavy breathing remaining.
"Moon...Moon Soul!"
Madam Shen finally came to her senses and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Shen Yuepo's arm, but when she met her gaze, she stammered inexplicably, "You...your second brother..."
Shen Yuepo withdrew her arm and slowly walked to him.
Looking down from his vantage point, he gazed down at the disheveled Shen Yichuan on the ground.
The hem of her bluish-gray Taoist robe fluttered slightly, but her cool, aloof face remained expressionless.
“Chen Yichuan,” her voice was not loud, but it struck everyone’s heart clearly, carrying a chill.
"Listen to me clearly." She paused, then spoke each word distinctly:
“I, Chen Yuepo, cultivate the path of slaying ghosts and exorcising evil, not the path of saving all living beings.”
She chuckled softly, but it inexplicably sent chills down one's spine:
"If you dare to mess with me again, I'll let you experience what it means to be struck by lightning."
After saying that, she didn't look at Shen Yichuan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, again, as if she had just casually cleaned up an eyesore of trash.
She turned around, her gaze calm as she looked at Madam Shen, who was completely stunned beside her, her tone regaining its previous indifference:
"I'm going back to my room."
Madam Shen nodded subconsciously.
Looking at her daughter's slightly thin back, she suddenly covered her burning cheeks... So handsome!
Only after Shen Yuepo's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs did Madam Shen suddenly come to her senses and immediately turn to the butler beside her:
"Old Wang, hurry! Quickly deliver all the clothes and shoes I bought for the young lady to her room, don't forget a single one!"
Butler Wang was also quite shocked by what he had just witnessed. Upon hearing this, he immediately bowed and said, "Yes, Madam!"
The young lady is indeed no ordinary person!
He immediately directed the servants to carefully pick up the mountain of luxury shopping bags and quickly follow them upstairs.
In the living room, only a disheveled Shen Yichuan and a vacant Shen Yurou remained.
Shen Yurou suddenly realized what was happening and quickly ran over, squatted down, her face instantly filled with a look of deep concern.
"Second brother! Second brother, how are you? Does it hurt?"
She frantically tried to help Shen Yichuan up, her voice trembling with tears and filled with anger:
"Sister...how could she do this?! She's so ruthless! She's like a barbarian! She completely disregards the bond between siblings!"
With Shen Yurou's help, Shen Yichuan struggled to sit up. Half of his face was red, swollen, and stinging, and his back was so painful that he gasped for breath.
Hearing Shen Yurou's words, and recalling the humiliation he had just suffered, he thought, "You brat! Just you wait!"
The atmosphere at the Xiao family manor was so heavy it was suffocating.
The huge mourning hall has been set up, with black and white silk cloth hanging down.
Xiao Wanxing's sweet-smiling portrait was placed quietly in the center, with incense and candles swirling in front of it, but they could not dispel the sorrow that filled the room.
Chairman Shen and Shen Wangchuan arrived with heavy steps.
They came to explain the Yuhu Yao Villa incident, attempting to clarify the relationship between the Shen family and Xiao Wanxing's death, and to repair the precarious relationship between the two families.
Just as Chairman Shen expressed his deep sorrow and apology, and attempted to tactfully address the misunderstanding—
Xiao Zhengqing, who had been sitting silently in the main seat, suddenly raised his head.
His bloodshot eyes pierced the Shen family father and son like sharp knives.
"Misunderstand?!"
Xiao Zhengqing's voice was hoarse and deep, "Brother Shen, is the misunderstanding you're talking about the one where my daughter was pushed into the icy lake and drowned by your Shen family's Shen Yurou?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sorrow on Chairman Shen's face froze instantly, and was then replaced by incredulous astonishment.
He thought he had misheard: "Wh...what? Brother Xiao, what...what are you saying?!"
Shen Wangchuan's tall and imposing figure trembled almost imperceptibly.
He clenched his fist tightly at his side, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions within him, and tried to keep his voice steady, though it was much lower and hoarse than usual: "Uncle Xiao,"
He looked at Xiao Zhengqing, "This accusation is too shocking. Yu Rou... she's so kind and gentle, there's absolutely no way she could do something so heinous. Please be careful, is there... some misunderstanding?"
"Kind and gentle?"
Jiang Yubai, standing behind Xiao Zhengqing, let out a sneer.
If Shen Yuepo hadn't told him the truth, he would have truly believed that Shen Yurou was kind and gentle.
He slowly walked forward, his gaze fixed intently on Shen Wangchuan:
"Shen Wangchuan, a kind and gentle man, would hire a group of beasts to take turns humiliating an innocent girl?"
Would a kind and gentle person, after Wanxing fought desperately to resist, personally push her into a bottomless lake?!
"Do you have any evidence to support your claims?" Shen Wangchuan pursed his thin lips. Although he had suspected Shen Yurou that night, he found it hard to believe now that he was hearing it from someone else.
evidence?
Xiao Yizhou sneered. Was he supposed to tell them that it was Wanxing's spirit that came back and told them the truth?
Jiang Yubai stepped forward and stood in front of the Shen family father and son.
He held a document in his hand. "Chairman Shen, Young Master Shen."
He slowly opened the document, revealing a report inside stamped with the official seal.
"Just last night, the forensic doctor conducted a detailed autopsy on Wanxing's body."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the Shen father and son, which instantly stiffened:
"Semen DNA from multiple different men was extracted from Wanxing's body."
Chairman Shen and Shen Wangchuan's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.
He slammed the folder shut, leaned slightly forward, and approached the pale-faced Shen father and son: "And even more coincidentally—"
These beasts, without exception, have all died from various accidents starting half a month ago!
Jiang Yubai suddenly sat up straight, looking down at the completely distraught Shen father and son:
"Chairman Shen, Young Master Shen, tell me, is there really such a coincidence in this world?"
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