"have no idea?"
Jing Weiyang deliberately ignored the panic in Shen Xiyu's eyes and moved closer to her.
The woman was no longer the arrogant woman she had been; she resembled a startled, plucked pheasant, her entire being radiating resistance to Jing Weiyang.
But if you resist me, does that mean I have to stop?
Dream on! When you were openly and subtly putting people down before, didn't you know when to stop?
With the strategic mindset of "every visit is one less time to spare," Jing Weiyang spoke with malicious intent:
"What I mean by 'proper marriage' is that my marriage with your older brother is protected by law, while your marriage with an illegitimate child... um, sorry, I accidentally let it slip. You're not angry, are you?"
Despite saying that, the smile on her beautiful, fairy-like face showed absolutely no embarrassment.
Shen Xiyu's greatest hatred in life is having people mention her status as an "illegitimate child" in front of her. Over the years, she has received so much envy because of her status as the "Third Miss of the Shen Family," and that's how much she hates the words "illegitimate child."
Jing Weiyang's words were like a sharp axe, slashing through the false facade she had desperately tried to conceal, exposing her filthy and base inner self. Her blood boiled, and she wished she could kill the woman in front of her.
"Shut up!"
She raised her hand fiercely and slapped the beautiful, perfect face in front of her. In that instant, a vicious thought even crossed her mind: if only she could ruin that face.
Let's see what she can use to seduce men now!
Jing Weiyang was clearly stunned by Shen Xiyu's humble resilience. She stood there watching Shen Xiyu hit her, and even forgot to move.
Isn't this Shen Qinshou's sister? How did she go crazy after just a few words?
Could you be any weaker?
"What are you doing?!"
A deep male voice, barely concealing shock and anger, suddenly rang out from behind. Before Jing Weiyang could turn around, she was pulled to the side by a strong force.
Then she saw the woman who had just been attacking her like a madwoman. Her face was drained of color, as pale as a ghost wandering in the middle of the night, and she was trembling so much that she could barely speak.
"Big brother, big brother..."
Shen Yu didn't even glance at her, his anger still burning as he stared at the carefree little woman in his arms.
"Are you stupid? Standing here and letting her hit you?"
Jing Weiyang trembled from the shout, feeling as if her ears were about to explode. This was the first time she had ever seen the male lead so angry!
Nevertheless, she couldn't help but retort, "I didn't," as she's prone to making sarcastic remarks.
Then, under the man's cold, deathly gaze, he cowered, lowered his head, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Suppressing his emotions, Shen Yu looked at the woman in his arms for several seconds before pulling her into the house.
Seeing that her older brother was about to be deceived by this wicked woman again, Shen Xiyu, with a sudden surge of courage, stepped forward to block him:
"Brother, it's not what you think, we've all been deceived! This woman is two-faced, she doesn't deserve you at all. Her gentleness is all an act; she's actually fierce and vicious, she was just..."
"I spoiled him, do you have a problem with that?"
Shen Xiyu's eloquent speech was completely cut off by a lazy and indifferent remark.
Her slightly open eyes held a hint of disbelief.
Shen Yu slowly and methodically tidied Jing Weiyang's wind-blown hair.
Jing Weiyang blinked her big eyes and tried to act cute at him.
Shen Yu kept a straight face and didn't smile. His long, slender, fair fingers gently rubbed the girl's red lips, which earned him a furious but speechless glare from her.
Seeing that she was unhappy, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face.
“If you’re not out of your mind, listen to me. This is the Shen family. She is my wife, Shen Yu. If you can’t learn to respect her, then you don’t need to stay here anymore. If you don’t know the rules, get out as soon as possible.”
The chilling words struck Shen Xiyu like slaps, making her tremble violently.
"Big brother, I..."
She wanted to explain, but was horrified to find that she couldn't make a sound.
Only after the man and woman had left did she go limp and sit down on the ground.
A gust of wind blew by, and Shen Xiyu's muddled mind suddenly cleared:
Who gave her the courage to lecture Shen Yu?
She felt dizzy and almost fainted.
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