The next day.
Shen Zhao woke up late. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Qiao lying by the bed, her dark eyes shining as she stared at him, as if she were looking at some treasure.
This realization made his heart skip a beat. He coughed lightly and sat up halfway: "Why are you staring at me so early in the morning instead of washing up?"
"I'm all washed up." Yu Qiao opened her mouth, showing off her white teeth to Shen Zhao, and pointed with her finger: "Look."
Shen Zhao's eyes were fixed on Yu Qiao's face.
Yu Qiao stared at him, blinked, and looked adorably dazed.
After a long while, Shen Zhao slowly looked away and said "Oh".
"Knock knock knock—"
"Young Master, Madam Jiang and Miss Jiang have arrived. Madam wants you to come down and wait for a while to meet them."
Normally, the maid wouldn't disturb Shen Zhao, but today was a special case, so the maid stood at the door and deliberately lowered her voice.
There seems to be no sound inside. Could it be that the young master hasn't woken up yet?
The maid was filled with trepidation, but she could only muster her courage to push open the door and tiptoe inside.
Then, his eyes widened.
What did she see?!
Is the young master kissing his personal maid? Their actions are so suggestive and intimate!?
The maid Ling Feng was flustered, and two blushes quickly rose on her tender cheeks.
Shen Zhao lifted his eyelids and looked over, seeing the maid. His long, slender eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Young Master, I'm so sorry, I thought you hadn't woken up yet." The maid was shocked and quickly lowered her head to explain, "Madam asked me to invite you down to see Madam Jiang and Miss Jiang. I didn't see anything!"
Shen Zhao's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, his long, dark eyelashes drooped and trembled. He hadn't slept well, and he looked sickly. His listless voice carried a sense of exhaustion: "I understand."
"Then...do you need me to help you wash up?" the maid asked hesitantly, glancing up nervously, her legs trembling as she wanted to leave immediately.
Isn't the young master supposed to be averse to women?!
Why is there a maid in the bedroom, and why is the young master disheveled?!
Oh my god, the maid was heartbroken. Had she interrupted the young master's important life event?
"No need, I'll be down in a bit." Shen Zhao rubbed his temples with his long fingers, and when he looked down, he met Yu Qiao's bright eyes, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips.
He reached out and gently rubbed her cheek.
Yu Qiao was stunned, blinked, and rubbed her cheek against his palm.
The maid swallowed hard, retreating frantically while trying to keep her voice calm: "Yes, young master."
With a click, the door closed.
"Aren't you getting up?" Shen Zhao wearily lifted the covers, looking listless, having not slept well all night.
"Get up now." Yu Qiao listened to him and immediately stood up straight, following him step by step into the bathroom.
Shen Zhao turned to look at her, his gaze calm as he said, "I need to use the restroom."
“…?” Yu Qiao nodded blankly.
"Are you coming too?" These words were practically spat out one by one from Shen Zhao's mouth.
Two strange blushes instantly appeared on Yu Qiao's pretty, expressionless face. She swallowed and her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Chen Zhao's waistband.
"Yu! Qiao! Where are you looking again!" Shen Zhao felt a lump in his throat, unable to breathe, feeling both anger at her boldness and his own shyness.
Yu Qiao swallowed hard, shook her head repeatedly, and took small steps forward: "No, let me explain, that's not what I meant..."
With a loud bang, the bathroom door was slammed shut by Shen Zhao.
Yu Qiao was rebuffed and awkwardly touched her nose.
That's really not what she meant...
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Inside the living room.
"Zhujun, why does your complexion look worse and worse?" Qin Jin'er held Jiang Zhujun's hand with concern, sat on the sofa in the main seat, and looked at her increasingly thin body. Her heart sank, and she sighed and frowned: "Is there still no news from Yuan Zhiling?"
Yuan Zhiling is Jiang Zhujun's husband. More than half a year ago, after finding out about his daughter Yuan Jiang, he went to another place with seven or eight bodyguards.
Since that departure, there has been no news of her.
The returning bodyguards also had no clue; they had lost track of them and found no trace of them.
Tears instantly streamed down Jiang Zhujun's pale and fragile face. She shook her head, choking back sobs, "No, nothing at all. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have gone with him."
"Now there's no news about Jiang Jiang, and he's disappeared too."
Since losing her daughter, Jiang Zhujun has been crying every day, and her eyes are almost blind from crying. Later, Yuan Zhiling adopted a girl to keep her company, which did help to distract her, but whenever she had free time, she couldn't help but think of her biological daughter.
"Mom, Dad will definitely come back safely, don't worry."
The speaker's name is Yuan Jiang, the girl adopted by Yuan Zhiling and Jiang Zhujun.
Yuan Jiang took Jiang Zhujun's arm and comforted her, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.
He glanced at Shen Hanting and Shen Hanyang sitting on the other side, his eyes flickering.
Although Shen Hanting, the eldest son of the Shen family, is the rightful heir, he is cold-hearted, resourceful, and extremely cunning, and she may not be able to control him.
Shen Zhao, the youngest son of the Shen family, is sickly. Although he has a lot of shares and assets, they were all given to him by the Shen family. Besides, he probably isn't very good in that area either.
Then her only choice is...
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