Chapter 6: Order of Succession to Future Estates – I Don't Mind Reconsidering
Chairman Shen turned his gaze to Shen Yichuan:
"And you, what's wrong with Yu Rou calling me 'sister'? That's just basic politeness."
Whether Yuepo responds or not is her prerogative. Who gives you the right to lecture her for being unruly? What gives you the right?!
“Yu Rou,” he said, his tone softening slightly as he looked at his sobbing adopted daughter.
"I know you may have some thoughts in your mind, but you must remember that the return of the Moon Spirit is not to steal anything, but to bring back the treasures that this family has lost."
What you need to do is accept her, care for her, and make amends to her.
Instead of banding together to exclude her and making her feel like she can't be accepted into the family!
“Dad…” Shen Yurou raised her tear-filled face, her voice pitiful.
"I didn't... I didn't reject my sister. I'm just... I'm just a little scared..."
She glanced timidly at Shen Wangchuan and Shen Yichuan:
"My second brother spoke up for me because he saw me cry. It's my fault... I shouldn't have been so fragile..."
Chairman Shen rubbed his temples wearily. "Yu Rou, Dad knows you're a good child. But the more this is the case, the more you need to be magnanimous and understanding of your sister."
Over the years, you have lived a life of luxury in the Shen family, receiving the best education and enjoying all the love and resources from your parents and brothers.
Did Yuepo ever experience even a single day of this?
Shen Yurou bit her lip and remained silent.
Chairman Shen's gaze swept over the three of them. "Listen up, all of you," he said, his voice suddenly rising in pitch.
"I will make up for what we have wronged Yuepo over the past eighteen years, both in terms of family affection and material things!"
His gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping over Shen Wangchuan and Shen Yichuan, finally landing on Shen Yurou:
"If anyone makes her feel even the slightest grievance, rejection, or discomfort in this home..."
That would be challenging the bottom line for both me and your mother. The distribution of shares in the Shen Group, the order of inheritance… I'm not afraid to reconsider!
That last sentence, like a thunderclap, resounded in the living room, carrying a stark and undeniable threat.
Shen Wangchuan and Shen Yichuan's expressions changed instantly.
Shen Yurou trembled violently, looking at her adoptive father, who had always doted on her, in disbelief, forgetting to let the tears in her eyes fall.
“Wangchuan.” Madam Shen stared intently at Shen Wangchuan, her voice filled with deep weariness:
"Tomorrow, go apologize to your sister. Apologize sincerely! Do you hear me?"
Looking at his mother's red eyes and his father's stern gaze, Shen Wangchuan finally managed to squeeze out a single word:
"……yes."
A heavy, deathly silence fell over the living room.
Shen Yurou lowered her head, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning white.
The pitiful fragility from before had vanished, leaving only a chilling resentment and unspeakable panic beneath her lowered eyelashes.
One of the heirs? Reconsider? Then what about her past eighteen years?
Is it a counterfeit that can be replaced at any time?
When the door was gently knocked on, Shen Yuepo was sitting cross-legged on the carpet in front of the French windows.
She didn't open her eyes: "Come in."
The door was carefully pushed open a crack, and Madam Shen walked in carrying a tray with warm milk and small pastries on it.
The tear stains on her face had been washed away, "Moon Soul..."
Madam Shen placed the tray on a small table to the side, but did not sit down. Instead, she stood awkwardly a few steps away, her hands nervously clasped together.
"...Mom noticed you didn't eat much tonight, so I brought you some milk...Are you...are you hungry?"
Shen Yuepo slowly opened her eyes, her clear, cold eyes appearing exceptionally deep in the moonlight.
Her gaze calmly fell on Madam Shen's bloodshot eyes, where she was trying hard to force a warm smile.
Madam Shen felt even more helpless under her gaze, and took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.
He walked step by step to Shen Yuepo, then slowly bent his knees and knelt down, bringing his gaze level with hers.
"Moon Soul," Madam Shen looked at her daughter, her eyes instantly welling up with tears again:
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... Mom is so sorry..."
Intense self-blame and remorse shattered all her dignity:
"It was your mother who lost you back then, these eighteen years... six thousand five hundred and seventy days."
Every day, I live in self-blame. Every time I close my eyes, I see your tiny face… You have no idea how much I hate myself! I hate myself for not holding your hand tighter!
Her hands trembled, as if she wanted to touch Chen Yuepo's hands resting on her knees, but dared not, and could only hang painfully in mid-air:
“I know you don’t believe us now. You think we’re hypocritical, and you feel this home is cold. It’s okay…it’s really okay.”
"It's what Mom owes you. Mom doesn't dare ask for your forgiveness... but Moon Spirit, please don't push Mom away... please don't say anything about severing our ties, okay?"
She sobbed uncontrollably, her body trembling slightly, "Give me a chance, let me make it up to you... please?"
The torrent of tears and words shattered Shen Yuepo's icy defenses.
She has always been cold-hearted and indifferent, taking a very detached view of the joys and sorrows of the mortal world.
But at this moment, she clearly felt that the thick ice layer deep in her heart had been forcibly cracked open.
A strange, almost forgotten bitterness quietly spread through her.
She looked at the noblewoman in front of her, whose posture was so humble that it seemed to touch the dust.
She seemed to understand what her master had meant—
"The blood ties between relatives are already intertwined with one's destiny from the moment of birth, and cannot be easily severed by external forces."
Shen Yuepo remained silent for a long time.
It was only when Madam Shen was almost overwhelmed by disappointment that she finally let out a soft sigh.
She handed two amulets to Madam Shen, her voice still clear and sharp, but with a subtle softening:
"Keep it close to your body."
She paused, then added, "You and...he, each get one. You must keep one with you for three months."
The Shen family is truly a blessed and prosperous place.
Strangely, each person was surrounded by a faint black aura.
Madam Shen stared blankly at the amulet handed to her, then suddenly looked up at her daughter's calm, unwavering eyes.
Unbelievable disbelief instantly overwhelmed the sorrow.
She even forgot to cry, and almost trembling, she reached out her hands and carefully held the two small talismans in her palms.
"Okay! Okay! Mom will wear it! Mom will definitely wear it! And Dad will wear it too!"
Madam Shen was incoherent, and tears welled up again, this time from joy.
Shen Yuepo said nothing more, but simply withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes again, and resumed her cross-legged sitting posture.
Madam Shen held the amulet, gazing at her daughter's aloof and icy profile in the moonlight, reluctant to leave for a long time.
When Shen Yuepo spoke again, his voice regained its usual aloofness:
"I need to meditate, madam, please return."
Madam Shen then seemed to wake from a dream, and quickly stood up, wiping away her tears.
He left the room, glancing back every few steps, and gently closed the door behind him.
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