Until yesterday, the two of them were practically strangers brought together by fleeting circumstances.
Such close proximity still felt somewhat unfamiliar to her.
Wen Zhuqing noticed her tension and fear but didn’t press further. Instead, he stood up and took two steps back.
There was no intimacy between them; in fact, Wen Zhuqing seemed to be deliberately maintaining distance.
His action, however, allowed Yu Sheng to breathe a quiet sigh of relief. After all, she had no desire to become too entangled with this Living Yama.
She needed money; he needed a wife to placate his family.
It was merely a transaction of mutual benefit.
“If you feel unwell, you can notify the family doctor.”
Wen Zhuqing’s voice was refined and elegant. Paired with his gentle, jade-like demeanor on this slightly chilly evening, anyone would perceive him as the epitome of a refined gentleman.
Yu Sheng nodded obediently. “Mm.”
Just as Wen Zhuqing was about to turn away, he felt he might have overreacted earlier. After a moment’s thought, he seemed to find a reasonable explanation for himself.
“I’m concerned about the child in your womb.”
This time, Yu Sheng nodded even more vigorously. “Mm, mm, I understand. Don’t worry, Mr. Wen. I will strictly adhere to the trial marriage agreement, cooperate fully, take good care of myself, and strive to give the Wen family a healthy child!”
Uh…
Hearing her words, Wen Zhuqing couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
Yet, he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.
“I…”
He wanted to say that wasn’t what he meant.
But he didn’t know how to explain.
“What?”
Yu Sheng blinked her beautiful large eyes, staring at him unwaveringly, appearing almost unnaturally docile.
The more she acted this way, the more peculiar Wen Zhuqing found it.
Without another word, he turned and headed upstairs. It wasn’t until he reached his bedroom door that he realized:
The stubborn, strong-willed little fox had transformed into a tame, obedient kitten in his presence.
No wonder it felt strange!
As soon as Wen Zhuqing left, Yu Sheng let out a long sigh of relief.
She collapsed limply onto the sofa, as if she had just narrowly escaped death.
To leverage the Wen family’s influence against Yu Tianhai and Yu Jiaojiao,
She still needed to carefully strategize. Every encounter with Wen Zhuqing felt like walking a tightrope—thrilling yet perilous, like trying to outsmart a tiger.
Just as she intended to plan slowly, the Yu family gave her no such opportunity.
Upon learning that the people she hired had not only failed to bring Yu Sheng back but had also been arrested, even implicating the Yu Corporation,
Yu Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, enunciating each word slowly, “Since she refuses to behave, let’s ruin her reputation!”
Due to her need for injections and medication, Yu Sheng had been staying obediently at home these past two days, not daring to go out.
She had considered inviting Duan Jin Yan over to keep her company, but before she could send a message, Duan Jin Yan called first.
“Ah Sheng, whatever you do, don’t come to school right now!”
Huh?
Yu Sheng didn’t quite grasp her meaning, but the chaotic noises in the background told her something was wrong.
The line crackled intermittently, and after a long pause, Duan Jin Yan finally gasped, whispering, “Yu Jiaojiao is insane! I’d bet my bottom dollar she’s behind this!”
Yu Sheng: “…”
Well, are you going to tell me what happened or not?
However, before Duan Jin Yan could finish speaking, a sharp, piercing voice from the other end of the phone call flooded Yu Sheng’s ears.
Startled, she quickly moved the phone away from her ear.
“Do you know this little slut? Where is she? Daring to seduce a man but not daring to admit it, huh? I heard she’s even pregnant—disgusting!”
“Shameless homewrecker, tell her to get out here and face me!”
Duan Jin Yan seemed to be arguing with the woman, struggling free from the crowd before explaining to Yu Sheng.
“There’s a woman causing a scene here, holding up a banner with your photo, insisting that you seduced her husband!”
It was infuriating!
Duan Jin Yan had seen Yu Sheng and Wen Zhuqing’s marriage certificate.
Her first thought was that this had to be Yu Jiaojiao’s doing—that crazy woman must be behind it. So, in a moment of impulse, she rushed forward and tore down the banner.
Unexpectedly, the woman and her companions surrounded her and nearly pinned her to the ground to beat her up.
Before Yu Sheng could hang up, she quickly logged into the campus forum and confession wall to check.
Sure enough, photos and videos had already spread like wildfire.
While Yu Sheng was still scrolling, Aunt Jiang—who had quietly approached with a fruit platter—overheard the situation. Standing there poised and dignified, she exuded the aura of a head housekeeper and remarked coolly,
“They’re nothing but a bunch of clowns!”
“Young Madam, there’s no need to worry. Just give the young master a call, and this will all be resolved!”
Yu Sheng: “…”
Well, that certainly had the vibe of a domineering CEO’s household.
Yu Sheng continued texting Duan Jin Yan, sharing her location so Duan Jin Yan could come find her first.
“Aunt Jiang, please don’t call me ‘Young Madam.’ You can call me Sheng Sheng, A’Sheng, or Yu Sheng—anything is fine!”
Aunt Jiang stood there, seemingly taking her words to heart, and replied earnestly,
“Understood, Young Madam!”
Yu Sheng: “…”
She couldn’t help but feel that Aunt Jiang, who listened to domineering CEO romance audiobooks while cooking and cleaning, seemed utterly immersed in this role-playing atmosphere!
Still, Aunt Jiang had a point: with Yu Jiaojiao’s cheap, lowbrow tactics, did she really think causing a scene would let her control public opinion?
Yu Sheng quietly rolled over and dialed 110.
So sorry to trouble the police officers again.
There was a small group chat for the wealthy second-generation heirs in Rong City—not many members, just a few dozen, most of whom were only casual acquaintances.
Strangely enough, despite being the eldest daughter of the Yu family, Yu Jiaojiao had never managed to break into this circle.
Meanwhile, Yu Sheng—the adopted daughter whom the Yu family scorned—had remained steadily in the group all along, with no one ever kicking her out.
[LMAO, only she would resort to such tacky methods.]
[@Duan Jin Yan, our frontline reporter, what’s the situation now? Spill the tea so we can have a good laugh.]
Duan Jin Yan: [Well… A’Sheng called the police.]
Yikes.
The group chat fell into a stunned silence, followed by a wave of [Damn, she’s awesome] from someone, which the others promptly copied and pasted.
Even though Yu Sheng reacted swiftly, Yu Jiaojiao’s dirty tricks still had some effect—the rumors spread rapidly.
So rapidly that within half an hour, Wen Zhuqing called.
“Where are you?”
Yu Sheng glanced at the thriving pothos plant in front of her and the noisy, crowded lobby, then whispered, “The police station.”
So awkward!
Three days, two days at most.
Wen Zhuqing across from him clearly hadn’t expected this outcome either. After a moment of silence, he finally forced out words through gritted teeth as if with great difficulty.
“Just wait!”