Wen Sisi stomped upstairs and went to Wen Qiansu’s room to search for the household register.
Butler Wen watched coldly.
He had watched the young lady grow up. While others in this household had no affection for her, he did.
What he disliked most were Xiong Daiyun and Wen Sisi, the mother-daughter pair.
“It’s not quite appropriate for Miss Sisi to rummage through the young lady’s room like this.”
Wen Sisi yanked open the bedside drawer and scoffed, “She’s not home anyway.”
Why shouldn’t she search? Who told her to hide it?
She straightened up and gave Butler Wen a meaningful glance.
“Butler Wen, Uncle—oh no, Dad Wen wants me to transfer my household registration into the Wen family. You wouldn’t object, would you?”
Butler Wen’s face turned icy. “How would I dare? No one can change the decisions made by the Chairman.”
Hmph, you know it too.
Wen Sisi snorted coldly and turned back to continue ransacking the room.
Unable to find the household register anywhere, she angrily knocked over a photo frame on the desk.
Butler Wen’s expression changed, and he quickly reached out to catch it.
In the photo, the young lady as a child was held in her mother’s arms, both smiling so gently and sweetly.
Such a gentle lady, who died so inexplicably back then…
Wen Sisi couldn’t find the household register anywhere and frantically called Wen Qiansu.
No answer.
No answer.
No answer.
Had Wen Qiansu actually blocked her?!
“Mr. Huo, I’ll be off now~”
After opening a coconut and drinking a cup of sweet coconut juice, Wen Qiansu happily got into the car and headed out for shopping.
The car had just driven out of the Huo family estate.
A car carrying Wen Sisi and her manager passed by in the opposite direction.
Unable to get through on the phone, Wen Sisi suddenly looked up. “That’s the Huo family’s car!”
Manager: “What?”
Wen Sisi turned to look back. The Maybach disappearing outside the car window belonged to the head of the Huo family.
She had seen this car entering and leaving the neighboring estate several times.
But she had never seen the face of the legendary Huo family head.
Nor had she ever seen this car driven so… aggressively before.
Had something happened?
“Follow it!” Wen Sisi ordered the driver to turn around and tail the Huo family’s car.
Meanwhile.
Inside the car, Wen Qiansu.
Was terrified.
Clutching the handrail tightly: “Shu, Shu sister, slow, slow down!”
Was Shu sister treating the Maybach like a race car?
She was scared to death!
Shu Fei slammed on the brakes: …Oh.
As the gold-medal captain of the dark assassin team under the family head, whenever Shu Fei drove, she was either chasing someone down or on her way to do so.
Driving at breakneck speed had become a habit.
She had almost forgotten that the future family head’s wife was sitting in the back seat.
Moreover.
Shu Fei glanced in the rearview mirror at the tail they had shaken off.
She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, miss. This car is just too good. I got a bit excited and couldn’t control my enthusiasm.”
Wen Qiansu, still shaken: “…I understand, I understand.”
She patted her chest.
Back when she got her first car, she had also been excited and wanted to speed like that.
That little car she had longed for was actually won in a raffle.
Come to think of it, when did her luck start becoming particularly good?
It seemed to be after her father sent her to the countryside sanatorium?
She had actually been a bit autistic as a child.
Her mother had a mental illness, and the doctors said it was hereditary. She had been treated like a little lunatic since she was young.
When she first arrived at the sanatorium, she was often bullied by the older kids there.
Later, those older kids were taught a lesson by someone and all disappeared without a trace.
Only the little ones remained.
The little ones didn’t dare get close to her.
The turning point came when she once won a big bag of candy, and the little ones looked at her with shining eyes.
After that, it was as if her luck had exploded—she seemed to win something good every day.
She shared the candy and gifts she won with the little ones.
Only then did those children slowly become her friends.
Wen Qiansu thought that if she hadn’t been lucky enough to awaken her Santa Claus-level luck back then, she would probably have been bullied, isolated, developed psychological issues, and truly become an autistic child.
City Center.
Baolu Mall.
Based on years of experience as a killer, Shu Fei parked the car in a very hidden spot.
“Miss, we’re here.” Shu Fei got out of the car and respectfully opened the door to the back seat.
When Wen Qiansu stepped out, she almost thought she had come to the wrong place.
Even though it was a mall she had visited many times, the spot where Sister Shu parked seemed to have just appeared out of nowhere—it was her first time seeing it.
But after Shu Fei led her through a few twists and turns…
Oh, it was still the same old place after all.
Sister Shu was really amazing.
She was like a gaming expert who could uncover hidden bugs. If she played hide-and-seek, no one would stand a chance against her.
“Miss, what’s wrong?”
Wen Qiansu suddenly stopped in her tracks, and Shu Fei followed her gaze.
There, across the street, stood a tall building.
“It’s nothing.” A trace of loneliness flashed across Wen Qiansu’s pretty little face as she lowered her eyes.
That was the Wen family’s property.
Tomorrow, a city-led art gallery would open there.
The city attached great importance to it.
One of her paintings had won a major international award, and the city’s art association specifically requested that her painting be displayed in the gallery as part of the opening celebration. The media would also interview her.
Wen Qiansu had been overjoyed at the time.
It wasn’t just recognition for her.
It also brought honor to her father.
She felt an immense sense of pride.
She had already sent the painting over, but she wouldn’t be attending the opening celebration.
After all, she had already been kicked out of the Wen family.
Even if they begged her, she wouldn’t go back!
Hmph! Wen Qiansu turned and walked into the mall.
Xiao Ye came to pick up his boss.
He had heard that the boss had lent his bulletproof car to his future wife.
Oh no, he was late! He hadn’t gotten to see what the future wife looked like!
“Is she pretty? How old is she? How did they meet? How did the boss trick her into falling for him—ahem, I mean, how did she come to like our boss?”
Xiao Ye quietly asked the butler, Old Pei.
The butler maintained a proper smile, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Xiao Ye suddenly felt a chilling aura behind him and instinctively knew something was wrong.
He turned around with a flattering smile and bowed ninety degrees!
“Good morning, Boss!”
“The teams from Global Jewelry and Royal Wedding Dresses flew in overnight from Europe!”
“They’ll arrive at the Huo Hotel in an hour. Just give the word, and all the latest jewelry and wedding dresses will be at Madam’s disposal!”
Huo Zhanxing stood tall and dignified, his features as elegant as a painting, a faint smile playing on his lips—refined yet roguish, cunning yet terrifying, with none of the gentleness he showed in front of his wife.
His gaze swept indifferently over his assistant, who had dared to pry into his wife’s affairs.
Xiao Ye was sweating bullets.
After a long moment, the man finally spoke slowly, “Have them bring everything to the Huo residence tonight for Madam to choose from.”
“Yes, Boss!”
Xiao Ye didn’t dare to breathe too loudly. This terrifying boss of his had scared him half to death. Phew, thank goodness—he had survived another day!