Volume 1 Chapter 22: Grandma Logs In, Grabs a Knife to Confront the Scumbag Dad
Shen He knew Jun Lin’s intuition was right, but she had to maintain her lovestruck persona at all times. So she said to Jun Lin, “Jun Lin, I know you mean well.”
“But I trust Mu Tingyun’s character. He’s not the kind of person who’d be unfaithful.”
Seeing that Shen He refused to listen to reason, Jun Lin slammed his coffee cup down angrily and snapped, “Just wait until you’re crying!”
Jun Lin grabbed his suit jacket and briefcase, ready to leave.
Shen He grabbed his arm and asked, “Are you really not coming downstairs for a drink?”
“Drink my ass!” Jun Lin stormed off in a huff.
Seeing that Jun Lin was genuinely angry, Shen He felt helpless.
I’m sorry, Jun Lin.
Before this act is over, I can’t break character or drop the performance.
Driving back to her apartment, Shen He noticed light seeping through the crack under the door and felt a surge of joy.
Is Grandma back?
Pushing the door open, she spotted a denim duffel bag piled by the entrance—a worn item her grandmother had used for over a decade.
Shen He immediately felt at ease.
She walked inside, calling out as she went, “Grandma, when did you arrive? Why didn’t you call me to pick you up…”
Her voice trailed off abruptly, and her expression darkened the moment she saw Shen Guanghui sitting on the sofa.
Shen He’s tone was dripping with sarcasm: “Mr. Shen, have you forgotten whose home this is? As a junior, you’re sitting in the host’s seat while forcing an elderly person onto the lounge chair. Is this the etiquette and upbringing of the Shen family?”
Shen He’s apartment was fairly spacious at 120 square meters, designed and overseen by her personally.
She had made the study open-plan, seamlessly integrating it with the living room.
In the center of the living room, she had placed only a two-seater sofa and an irregularly shaped small coffee table.
Shen He loved little turtles, so she had placed a turtle-shaped miniature sofa beside the coffee table.
At that moment, the uninvited guest Shen Guanghui was shamelessly sprawled on the two-seater sofa, while Grandma Su Jin sat awkwardly perched on the turtle’s back.
Anyone who saw this scene would be furious.
Shen Guanghui flushed red with embarrassment.
He stood up awkwardly and said to Su Jin, “Please, sit here.” He couldn’t even bring himself to call her “Mom.”
Su Jin rose from the turtle’s back and was about to move to the sofa when Shen He took hold of her arm. “Grandma, go back to your room and rest.”
Seeing Shen He’s hostile expression, Su Jin worried that father and daughter might come to blows. Hesitantly, she said, “Miaomiao, your father just explained the conflict between you and your mother.”
“Your mother was indeed in the wrong, but she is still your mother. If you’re upset, it’s fine to punish her appropriately, but don’t actually send her to prison.”
Seeing Su Jin take his side, Shen Guanghui felt a surge of relief and quickly chimed in, “Shen He, see? Even your grandmother says so. Listen to her this once and forgive your mother, okay?”
“Forgive?” Shen He narrowed her eyes, suspecting that Shen Guanghui hadn’t told Grandma the full story.
Shen He knew Su Jin well.
Su Jin was the type who couldn’t tolerate even a grain of sand in her eye. If she knew the truth, she would never side with Shen Guanghui and urge Shen He to be magnanimous.
“Grandma, go back to your room first.”
After forcibly escorting Su Jin back to her room, Shen He returned to the living room and firmly planted herself in the host’s sofa.
Shen Guanghui said impatiently, "Shen He, it's been three or four days now. You should have calmed down by now."
"Your mother has been in the detention center these past few days. She's looking haggard and has lost a lot of weight."
"You've achieved your goal of punishing her, and she knows she was wrong. Can you sign the letter of forgiveness and let her out?"
As he spoke, Shen Guanghui raised his right hand and swore earnestly, "I guarantee on her behalf that she will never do anything to wrong you again."
"Also…"
Shen Guanghui took a bank card from his suit pocket.
He ingratiatingly pressed the card into Shen He's palm and told her, "There's three million in here. You know how it is—your mother handles the outside affairs while I manage the household. We can't come up with too much money."
Seeing Shen He's cold, unmoved expression,
Shen Guanghui cursed her in his heart as a little brat, but continued aloud, "I know three million is indeed a bit little. Once your mother is out, I'll have her give you another two million…"
After the soft words, Shen Guanghui added a warning: "Shen He, as a child, sometimes you should be more magnanimous. Being too extreme isn't necessarily a good thing."
To this day, Shen Guanghui still believed Shen He was merely throwing a childish tantrum.
Not just him—even Zhou Yulan thought the same.
Shen He loved money, and both Shen Guanghui and Zhou Yulan believed money could persuade her.
Shen He had long since given up on her biological parents.
Thus, no matter how outrageous the actions or ridiculous the words of this couple, they could hardly wound Shen He's heart again.
Shen He tossed the bank card playfully and sneered, "Mr. Shen is truly generous."
Catching the card, Shen He tilted her head and looked at Shen Guanghui. "However, I have a better idea. Would you like to hear it, Mr. Shen?"
Shen Guanghui relaxed, thinking victory was within reach, and said cheerfully, "Go ahead."
Shen He said, "Ms. Zhou is locked up in the detention center and can't get out. As her husband, Mr. Shen, you should share both joys and sorrows with her."
"So, how about this: I'll find a man to sleep with you, and afterward, I'll give you five million as compensation. Then we can consider this matter settled."
Upon hearing this, Shen Guanghui flew into a rage!
He stood up abruptly, pointing at Shen He's face and shouting angrily, "Shen He! What's wrong with you! I'm your father! How can you say such rebellious things!"
Shen He retorted even more loudly, "If me finding someone to sleep with you is rebellious, then what is Ms. Zhou finding someone to rape me?"
"If parents are unkind, don't blame their children for being unfilial!"
Shen He threw the bank card at Shen Guanghui's face. The sharp edge of the card left a bloody scratch on his left cheek.
"You can buy my forgiveness with money. Why can't I buy yours with money?"
Shen He returned Shen Guanghui's earlier admonition word for word: "Mr. Shen, as a parent, you should also be more magnanimous."
Shen Guanghui was so angry his fingers trembled, pointing at Shen He but unable to form a complete sentence.
Suddenly, the guest bedroom door was pulled open, and Grandma Su rushed out carrying a keyboard.
"Beast, get out of here!" Su Jin charged over, raised the keyboard, and without hesitation smashed it down on Shen Guanghui's shoulder.
Shen Guanghui was beaten until he covered his head and fled.
But Grandma Su, who had worked in the fields for years and often ventured deep into the mountains to gather herbs, was as robust as a middle-aged person.
No matter where Shen Guanghui hid, Grandma Su could accurately hit him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Su Jin hammered fiercely, and the keyboard soon broke into two pieces.
Discarding the broken keyboard, Su Jin bent down and dragged Shen Guanghui out from under the dining table. Then she grabbed his shirt collar and raised her right hand, slapping Shen Guanghui's cheeks repeatedly!
With old grievances and new grudges combined, Su Jin felt like she wanted to kill Shen Guanghui.
Shen Guanghui was slapped dizzy, bruised and swollen, with blood streaming from his nostrils.
Seeing that continuing to beat him would lead to a fatal outcome, Shen He quickly rushed over and hugged Su Jin, "Grandma! Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
Su Jin's upper body was locked by Shen He, unable to exert force, so she lifted her leg to kick Shen Guanghui.
Shen He added, "Grandma, if you keep hitting him, he'll die in our house. If someone dies here, the house won't be sellable in the future!"
This statement precisely hit the soft spot of the old miser.
Su Jin withdrew her foot.
Unable to beat him, she greeted Shen Guanghui with elegant language—
"You wretched thing, the Hundred Beast Chart lacks your name, and that's an injustice!"
"I used to call you a white-eyed wolf, but that insulted wolves. Look at your bear-like appearance, wearing human skin but doing ghostly deeds!"
"You're unfilial and unkind to me, I admit I'm unlucky—who made you the trash I gave birth to?"
"But Miaomiao is my treasure, no one can bully her, especially you two dogs who only take off your pants to breed but never care to raise!"
After saying this, Su Jin pushed Shen He away and ran to the kitchen.
She grabbed a kitchen knife, her face filled with murderous intent, and advanced step by step toward Shen Guanghui: "Get out of here now, if you stay one more second, I'll make you regret it today!"