Chapter 74 How dare you! Which reckless female thief dares to steal my boss's phone?
The air in the study seemed to solidify, making it hard to breathe.
Chairman Shen slumped back in his chair, as if all his strength had been drained.
After a long while, he took a deep breath.
He forced his back to straighten and spoke with difficulty:
"It... has already happened."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the grief-stricken Madam Shen:
"No matter how painful it is, we have to face it. The old house is a sword hanging over the head of our Shen family. The most urgent task is to completely resolve the feng shui of the old house. Otherwise... there will never be peace."
"Once things are settled here..." He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a trace of sorrow flashed across them, "we'll go back to the capital. Yu Rou..."
Mentioning this name, Madam Shen burst into tears again.
Chairman Shen's voice lowered: "She did something wrong, and she deserves to die. This punishment is what she deserves."
“But…” His Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible sob:
"After all, she was the daughter our Shen family raised for eighteen years. Even without her remains, we should still erect a tombstone for her. Let her have a place to rest, so she won't become a wandering ghost..."
Upon hearing the words "erect a monument," Madam Shen clutched Shen Wangchuan's clothes tightly and wept bitterly.
She hated Shen Yurou's wickedness and the fact that she had caused the death of the innocent Xiao Wanxing.
But all those moments spent together over the past eighteen years, those soft and gentle calls of "Mom," have now turned into the sharpest knife, slowly torturing her heart.
Erecting a monument...
This means she has truly lost the daughter she once showered with all her love and affection.
Whether her daughter was an angel or a devil, the agonizing contradiction she felt was suffocating her.
Shen Wangchuan patted Madam Shen's shoulder to help her catch her breath.
He didn't speak, but tightened his jawline and pressed his thin lips into a cold, hard line.
Shen Yichuan's eyes were bloodshot and red.
He could not accept that Chairman Shen accepted Shen Yurou's death so "casually," and he could not accept that a monument would be erected for her.
But unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.
All his emotions at that moment transformed into a profound sense of powerlessness.
Qingxi Town, Qingchuan City.
Shen Yuepo and Feng Jin walked one after the other on the road leading to the Shen family's old residence.
The town is quaint and tranquil, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the capital, with the air filled with the damp scent of grass and trees.
Shen Yuepo's cloth bag was slung across her side.
Suddenly, a loud cell phone ringtone came from the bag; it was the most basic, default system ringtone.
Shen Yuepo didn't stop walking, subconsciously assuming it was her own phone.
She continued walking forward while reaching into her bag and feeling around.
I took out my phone and glanced at it casually; it was an unfamiliar number.
She swiped to answer the call. "Hello, who is this?"
An eerie silence fell over the other end of the phone.
Three seconds later, a startled and angry voice suddenly rang in Shen Yuepo's ears:
"How dare you! Which reckless female thief dares to steal my boss's phone? Are you tired of living?"
The voice was so powerful that it made Shen Yuepo's eardrums buzz.
Her brows furrowed instantly, and she instinctively held the phone a few centimeters away from her ear.
"Tell me now, where's your phone? Or I'll send you to the deepest hell!"
Stealing a phone?
Shen Yuepo paused for half a second, then realized what was happening—
Her phone is the same model and color as Feng Jin's, so this is Feng Jin's phone...
Shen Yuepo: "..."
She stopped walking, her face expressionless.
She turned around and handed the phone, which was still emitting a deafening roar, directly to Feng Jin, who was standing half a step behind her.
"Yours." Her voice was cold and concise, and she added two more words with a hint of barely perceptible disdain: "Little brother."
Feng Jin showed no surprise on his handsome face as he took the still-roaring phone from Shen Yuepo's hand.
He mimicked Shen Yuepo's earlier action and put the phone to his ear.
On the other end of the phone, the furious roar of the Eastern Ghost Emperor Shen Tu continued: "...Did you hear me?! Speak! Give the phone back right now! Otherwise..."
"What's up?"
Feng Jin parted his thin lips slightly and uttered only three words.
The roar on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, like a rooster being choked.
There was a deathly silence for about half a second.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Tu's fawning voice exploded at an even higher decibel level, filled with the fire of gossip:
"Your Majesty? Is it really you? Who was that audacious woman just now? How dare she answer your phone without permission? Your subordinate will..."
"Within three seconds," Feng Jin interrupted his pointless ramblings, "Get to the point."
"Uh...yes! Your Majesty!" Shen Tu clearly knew his Emperor's temper very well, and immediately suppressed all his exaggerated emotions.
He reported rapidly, his voice becoming serious:
"Your Majesty, it has been several days since you left Fengdu. Those fools below are indeed stirring up trouble, especially the Northern Ghost Emperor, who has been making frequent moves recently and has been in close contact with Mingye."
Feng Jin listened quietly, his dark golden eyes remaining completely calm.
Only after Shen Tu finished speaking did he speak calmly:
"Understood. Let's wait a few more days and observe the situation to see which other evil spirits can't hold back."
"Uh... Your Majesty is wise! Your subordinate will..." Shen Tu was clearly preparing to flatter him.
However, all he got in response was a busy signal that the call had been disconnected.
"Beep...beep...beep..."
Feng Jin took the phone away from his ear, tapped the screen casually with his fingertip, and ended the call.
Then, he handed the phone to Shen Yuepo, who was standing to the side, with such ease that it seemed as if he had done it a thousand times before.
Shen Yuepo was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his cold eyes. He hadn't expected him to return the phone so readily.
Feng Jin met her gaze and said, "I will return to the white jade bracelet for a few days to rest. After a few days, I will return to the Netherworld to clean up its mess."
Shen Yuepo nodded. "Mm."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jin's figure vanished completely.
The white jade bracelet on Shen Yuepo's wrist flickered for a moment before returning to its calm state.
On the country road, only Shen Yuepo remained, a solitary figure.
She put away her phone and continued walking towards the Shen family's old house.
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