Su Yan was shocked deep down.
In her memory, Jiang Yu had always loved Shen Chengyan.
She obeyed him completely, fulfilled every request without hesitation, and had eyes and heart only for her husband.
Whenever Shen Chengyan had a need, Jiang Yu, as his wife, would always notice first.
For example, during meals—just as Shen Chengyan lifted his chopsticks, Jiang Yu would already have placed a shrimp into her own bowl, peeled it, and prepared it for him.
Or when going out—because it was inconvenient for him to take calls, Jiang Yu would crouch down gently to help him change shoes and tie his shoelaces.
When the wind blew, she would immediately hand him a coat, afraid he might catch a chill.
When he was thirsty, there was always water in her hands.
Once during a holiday, it was already very late, and Su Yan stayed at the Shen residence. Unable to sleep, she got up in the middle of the night and actually saw Jiang Yu making soup for Shen Chengyan.
It was 2:30 a.m.
She still remembered clearly—the Shen household staff had all gone to sleep, and only she was in the kitchen, wholeheartedly preparing a stomach-warming soup for her husband the next day.
Everyone knew Jiang Yu loved Shen Chengyan deeply.
Even the Shen family housekeepers secretly called her a love-obsessed fool, saying she had no dignity or backbone, and deserved to be looked down upon for revolving entirely around a man.
But why should a woman who loved her husband so completely be humiliated like that?
And why would she suddenly want a divorce?
It had to be a joke, right?
Very quickly, Su Yan realized—it was not a joke.
“Eldest Young Madam, Miss Su.”
A housekeeper suddenly walked over.
“If you’re free, why don’t you go help in the kitchen?”
“I’m not going,” Jiang Yu said.
“You should still go,” the housekeeper insisted.
Jiang Yu’s cooking skills were actually quite good. Over the years, for Shen Chengyan’s stomach, she had learned bits of all eight major Chinese cuisines. So every time she visited, she would go into the kitchen to help.
Su Yan usually followed along to assist as well, and hearing this, she hesitated and prepared to go.
It was just habit.
But Jiang Yu stopped her.
She directly asked the housekeeper, “Help with what? Is the Shen family short on staff or short on money? No—I think you’re short on morals.”
It was the first time Jiang Yu had refused like this, and the housekeeper froze before replying, “It was Madam’s instruction… she asked me to…”
“Did she tell you to eat shit, would you go?”
“……”
Jiang Yu originally did not want to clash with Tang Yun again—after all, Shen Chengyan had warned her.
Before changing clothes upstairs, she had even stood in front of the mirror and repeated three times: don’t cause trouble, just eat and leave peacefully.
But now Tang Yun was once again trying to make things difficult for her like before.
She felt that staying quiet would not earn her respect—it would only make them push her further.
So Jiang Yu stood up and marched straight toward the main hall, launching an attack at Tang Yun.
“I think you’re the one with too much free time! Why don’t you go help in the kitchen instead? You just keep exploiting us outsiders. Do you have no conscience?”
Tang Yun shouted angrily, “What did you say?!”
“I said you have no conscience, you black-hearted person!”
Jiang Yu raised her voice and pointed at Shen Changyuan, who was just coming out of the kitchen carrying dishes.
“You order me around, fine. But you don’t even spare your own husband? At your age, still demanding special ‘love egg fried rice’ like a spoiled child—why don’t you just ride a rocket to the sky instead?”
Tang Yun gasped in fury.
After insulting her mother-in-law and father-in-law, Jiang Yu continued rapidly:
“A dignified chairman who won’t fight back or argue—are you more lovesick than I am? If it were me, I would’ve divorced a woman like this already!”
Shen Changyuan: “……”
Tang Yun was shaking with rage, unable to speak.
Su Yan’s jaw nearly dropped.
Shen Zhaolin gave a thumbs-up. “Jiang Yu, are you a man? You’ve got guts.”
At this point, Jiang Yu completely snapped.
“And you, domestic abuser—I’ve tolerated you for a long time. Besides acting tough in front of women and swinging your fists, what else can you do?”
Shen Zhaolin: “……”
Su Yan nervously tried to pull her away. “Jiang Yu, sis—”
“You’re included too.”
Jiang Yu shook her off.
“A donkey kicks you every day or what? Even after being beaten like that, you still cling to him desperately. Can’t you love yourself for once?”
Su Yan froze completely.
Tang Yun finally exploded. “Get out!”
“Who would want to stay in this cursed place anyway!”
Jiang Yu turned to leave—
and came face to face with Shen Chengyan’s dark, heavy gaze.
Hu Youyue stood beside him.
Jiang Yu pressed her lips tightly together.
She had already noticed earlier that these two had slipped out together.
It was not the first time.
Every time Shen Chengyan returned, he would spend time alone with Hu Youyue, as if they had endless things to talk about.
Once, she had even seen them hugging.
She had not confronted them, because she had already weighed the consequences.
If she made a scene, either she would end up divorcing Shen Chengyan—
or she would be scolded by the Shen family for being “dirty-minded.”
They thought she knew nothing.
In reality, she had simply been enduring it alone all along.
Ignoring them, she walked straight forward.
But as she passed Shen Chengyan, he suddenly grabbed her arm.
“Don’t touch me—dirty thing!” Jiang Yu reacted violently.
Shen Chengyan’s expression darkened. “Apologize.”
For a moment, Jiang Yu froze. “What did you say?”
“You humiliated everyone here. Don’t you think you owe them an apology?”
With force, Jiang Yu shook off his hand. Her body trembled slightly as if in shock.
But her voice was very soft.
“In your eyes, I’m just someone who can be trampled on, right? No temper at all, easy to bully?”
“Even a three-year-old knows you apologize when you’re wrong. Do I have to teach you that?”
“When they humiliated me, did you make them apologize? Did you ever defend me?”
Suddenly, anger surged through her.
“Shen Chengyan, do you even know I’m your wife?! I’m the one you’re supposed to protect—but instead, you stand with those animals and hurt me!”
Behind him, Hu Youyue’s eyes flickered.
She stepped forward, trying to hold Jiang Yu’s hand.
“Xiao Yu, Chengyan has always cared about you. He even told me you’ve been in a bad mood lately, and asked me to talk to you—”
“Talk your damn head off!”
Jiang Yu exploded again.
“You think just because I didn’t curse you, you’re innocent? Out of everyone in this house, besides Shen Chengyan’s mother, you’re the most disgusting one! You two are like shit and sewage—perfectly matched stench! I feel like vomiting just seeing you!”
Hu Youyue’s smile faded.
On the sofa, Tang Yun was about to rush over and hit her but was held back by Shen Changyuan.
Shen Chengyan’s expression was unreadable, but his voice was cold.
“Being loud doesn’t make you right.”
There was nothing left to say.
Whenever conflict happened, her husband never stood on her side.
Suddenly, Jiang Yu laughed.
“Miss Hu, congratulations. You win this round. You don’t have to compete with me anymore—big and small, they’re all yours now. Thanks for helping me take out the trash.”
Her gaze shifted to the cold man beside her, and she unleashed all the resentment she had bottled up:
“Shen Chengyan, you fucking idiot, mama’s boy, uneducated embryo—I swear if you don’t divorce me tomorrow, I’ll flip your skull open!”
Then she shoved his shoulder hard and walked out without looking back.
The entire room froze.
Silence filled the living room, terrifyingly still.
In that strange silence, Shen Mo suddenly burst into loud laughter, parroting what he had just heard:
“Dirty **, mama’s boy, **** embryo! I’ll flip your ***** open!”
“……”
Two housekeepers rushed over and covered his mouth, dragging him away.
Snapping back to reality, Shen Zhaolin said, “Bro, your wife is seriously crazy. Should we call a shaman or something to exorcise her?”
Shen Chengyan, usually composed and refined, clenched his jaw and rarely cursed:
“Shut your damn mouth.”