Hu Youyue also saw her and walked over with a smile.
“What a coincidence. You’re here too.”
Jiang Yu replied flatly, “There are no Shen family members here. No need to pretend.”
Hu Youyue smiled. “Why are you always so sharp? You could be a little more generous. Even if we can’t be close friends, we can still be friends. Being sarcastic all the time doesn’t embarrass me—it just makes you look ugly and unpleasant. That’s not good.”
Jiang Yu genuinely hated that calm, elegant attitude of hers. It had reached the point of disgust.
“Honestly,” Jiang Yu said, “you and Shen Chengyan are really a perfect match. One is full of patriarchal arrogance, the other full of maternal lecturing energy. Both love to preach. You should just go perform a two-person talk show together.”
Hu Youyue didn’t get angry at all. She even tilted her head slightly.
“Little Yu, you’re being a bit unreasonable now.”
Whenever they had conflicts in the past while still being “good sisters,” Hu Youyue had always been like this.
She remained calm, never got provoked, and instead turned around to criticize Jiang Yu.
A few light words were enough to make Jiang Yu look like the unreasonable one.
And Hu Youyue would simply stand there quietly, watching her “lose control,” making everyone else side against her.
Jiang Yu used to care too much about her reputation, always trying to defend herself.
And every time, Hu Youyue twisted things back onto her.
She smiled slightly, pushed her chair back, and stood up.
Then she walked straight toward Hu Youyue.
Jiang Yu had inherited her height from her scummy father, Jiang Guodong—long legs, tall frame. Even in flat shoes, she was half a head taller.
Crossing her arms, she looked down at Hu Youyue, instantly dominating the space.
“Do you even know how old you are?” she asked.
Hu Youyue blinked. “What?”
“You’re already twenty-seven or twenty-eight, almost thirty. That’s basically menopause territory. Stop going ‘oh~’ and ‘ah~’ like you’re some cute girl. It’s disgusting.”
Hu Youyue’s expression finally cracked for a moment.
But she quickly regained composure.
“You really have no manners. I don’t want to argue with someone so uncultured.”
“F*ck your manners.”
Jiang Yu raised her hand and swung.
Hu Youyue panicked and stepped back quickly, nearly losing balance in her heels.
But she didn’t fall—because Jiang Yu grabbed her arm.
And that slap never landed.
Hu Youyue realized immediately that Jiang Yu had only been scaring her.
Her anger flared. She shoved Jiang Yu away.
Jiang Yu sneered. “If I hit you in a public place with cameras everywhere, wouldn’t I just be handing you evidence to go cry to Shen Chengyan?”
She added lightly, “Or call the police and make me pay?”
Hu Youyue looked like she was about to explode.
“You’re completely unreasonable!”
She turned and walked toward the front desk.
Jiang Yu thought coldly: Even I, the legitimate wife, can’t get in. You think you can?
But the next second, she saw the receptionist who had just blocked her moments ago respectfully escort Hu Youyue into the elevator.
Jiang Yu: “……”
So the clown was me.
Lin Ce was Shen Chengyan’s assistant. He had been with him since the very beginning of Shen Group, forming his core team.
He accompanied Shen Chengyan downstairs after seeing off Old Master Yang and Hu Youyue.
While Shen Chengyan was chatting with the elder by the car, Lin Ce waited in the lobby.
The receptionist, Xiao Zhang, asked quietly, “Assistant Lin, do you know what year President Shen got married?”
Lin Ce tapped her lightly. “We don’t pry into leadership’s private matters.”
“I’m not asking about his private life. There’s something I’m not sure I should report.”
“What is it?”
“A woman came today claiming she’s President Shen’s wife. We weren’t sure about her identity…”
Lin Ce frowned slightly.
In his impression, Shen Chengyan had no scandals, no rumors, no strange women ever showing up at the company.
So a woman suddenly claiming to be Mrs. Shen was suspicious.
“And she also knows Miss Hu.”
At that, Lin Ce became cautious.
“Send me the surveillance footage.”
When Shen Chengyan finished escorting the guests and turned back from the elevator, Lin Ce approached with his phone.
“President Shen… Madam came to the company this afternoon.”
Shen Chengyan turned his head slightly.
Lin Ce played the surveillance footage and handed it over.
“Miss Hu didn’t mention that she ran into Madam in the lobby?”
Shen Chengyan watched the screen.
“I’m also curious. Why don’t you call and ask her?”
“……”
Lin Ce forced a laugh. “Well, Madam really should’ve called you directly…”
“She couldn’t,” Shen Chengyan said calmly. “I blocked her.”
Lin Ce: “……”
So it was real.
A couple actually playing blocking games like this?
“She… she has my number too,” Lin Ce said awkwardly. “She could’ve contacted me.”
“She said you talk too much,” Shen Chengyan replied flatly. “She blocked you ages ago.”
Lin Ce: “……”
Heh.
No wonder people say birds of a feather flock together.
The elevator opened. Shen Chengyan stepped out.
Lin Ce followed, muttering, “President Shen, you should go home earlier today. Madam didn’t look very happy when she left.”
“Why should I go home early?”
“To comfort her.”
“She’s strong. She doesn’t need comforting.”
Lin Ce muttered under his breath.
Shen Chengyan turned. “What did you say?”
Louder this time: “No matter how strong a woman is, she still needs comfort. President Shen, don’t be so straight-laced.”
Shen Chengyan stopped, patted his shoulder.
“Haven’t had overtime in a while, right? I’ll give you more work so you can train properly.”
Lin Ce: “……”
In the car, at a red light, his phone rang.
It was Xu Xing.
Among the younger relatives in the Shen family, Shen Chengyan wasn’t very popular. They found him too strict and boring, and rarely contacted him.
He replied coldly: “Wrong person?”
Xu Xing replied instantly: “I misunderstood my sister-in-law and you. Turns out you’re actually kind of funny.”
Who was trying to be funny?
He ignored her.
Xu Xing kept texting.
“Where are you, cousin?”
“Not lending money.”
“?”
“I didn’t ask for money!”
“Fine, if you’ve got extra, donate a bit.”
“Why aren’t you replying?”
“If you lend me some money, I’ll tell you a secret.”
“You know your wife wants a divorce, right?”
Shen Chengyan replied flatly: “Are you hiding under my bed?”
Xu Xing: “LOL no, I met her today. We talked all afternoon.”
His fingers paused slightly.
“What did you talk about?”