The woman still wanted to continue making trouble.
As she was being taken away by the investigating officers and Wen Family’s lawyer followed to handle the aftermath, he passed by her side and murmured quietly, “The person who hired you probably didn’t tell you that Yu Sheng is the Young Madam of the Wen Family, did they?”
The Wen Family? Which Wen Family?
The woman froze momentarily before belatedly realizing – there’s only one Wen Family in Rongcheng.
Instantly, her steps faltered, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud. When the officer tried to pull her up, her legs were so weak they had no strength at all.
For just two hundred thousand, she had offended the Wen Family – the family that holds sway over all of Rongcheng!
Some things become more terrifying the more you think about them.
The lawyer’s single sentence frightened her so badly that she passed out on the spot.
After waking up, she couldn’t escape consequences – she had to record an apology video and write a handwritten apology letter.
Wen Zhuqing promptly had both the video and apology letter posted on the campus forum.
They were even played on loop in Rongcheng University’s cafeteria.
After dealing with the matter and leaving the police station, Yu Sheng sat in the back seat, hanging her head so low she seemed to want to bury herself.
Especially when she sensed the cold aura beside her, she became even more frightened.
She was terribly afraid Wen Zhuqing would settle accounts with her later.
Looking at the young girl beside him, who resembled a frightened quail, Wen Zhuqing found it somewhat amusing.
Weren’t you quite brave when you rushed up and hugged me earlier!
Wen Zhuqing, somewhat concerned, took Yu Sheng to the hospital to ask if there were any medications to treat morning sickness.
The doctor: “…”
After carefully inquiring about Yu Sheng’s morning sickness symptoms, the doctor silently looked at Wen Zhuqing. “The pregnant woman’s mood is very important. Let her eat whatever she wants. If she really can’t keep anything down at all, then we’ll intervene. At that point, she might need IV nutrition.”
Yu Sheng, clutching the small cookies Aunt Jiang had given her, slowly took a bite.
Somewhat embarrassed, she said, “Well, actually, I… I can eat anything.”
Strangely enough.
Although she vomited quite severely, she could still eat and drink normally.
Indeed, pregnancy affects everyone differently.
After leaving the hospital, Wen Zhuqing’s first order of business was to take Yu Sheng to a nearby shopping mall.
When the car parked in the underground parking lot, Yu Sheng was still fantasizing about the lavish spending described in novels where domineering CEOs would splurge without hesitation.
The CEO would wave his hand and book the entire venue.
Just as she was happily imagining this, Aunt Jiang, sitting in the passenger seat, spoke up.
“Young Master, I’ll contact the mall manager immediately to prepare for clearing the venue.”
Wen Zhuqing: “…”
He silently glanced at Aunt Jiang through the rearview mirror, then said with some concern, “From now on, read fewer novels.”
His gaze then turned to Yu Sheng. Afraid of being scolded by the gloomy CEO, Yu Sheng immediately raised her hand and declared, “I don’t read novels~”
Hehe, she preferred watching idol dramas.
Aunt Jiang, who was obsessed with domineering CEO literature, didn’t insist on clearing the venue anymore. However, when Yu Sheng got out of the car, the way Aunt Jiang stood by her side supporting her still gave Yu Sheng quite a fright.
“A-Aunt Jiang.”
The young girl looked timidly at Wen Zhuqing, somewhat at a loss.
Probably.
Wen Zhuqing also found it somewhat helpless. “Aunt Jiang, wait for us in the car!”
Only after the two of them entered the elevator did Yu Sheng finally let out a long sigh of relief. “Is Aunt Jiang always immersed in the scripts she creates in her mind?”
Wen Zhuqing pondered for a moment before lazily raising his hand to adjust his glasses, his posture exceptionally relaxed.
“Probably… an eccentricity!”
For instance, his current title of “Young Master of the Wen Family”—which now sounded somewhat cringeworthy—originated from Aunt Jiang’s obsession with CEO romance novels during a period when “Young Masters of the Capital’s Elite Circle” were trending in those stories.
And so…
Ahem!
Wen Zhuqing averted his gaze, attempting to conceal a flicker of embarrassment in his heart.
Fortunately, Yu Sheng was still naively pondering how peculiar Aunt Jiang’s hobby was and didn’t notice Wen Zhuqing’s slight shift in demeanor.
At the luxury jewelry counter, Yu Sheng felt slightly dazzled by the glittering array.
She cautiously glanced up at Wen Zhuqing, unsure of his intentions.
Likely because he still had work to attend to, Wen Zhuqing’s slender fingers rested on the transparent glass counter as he slowly slid a Black Card toward Yu Sheng.
“Buy whatever you like.”
Just as he was about to turn away, worried the young woman might hesitate to use the card, he added an explanation.
“You’ve had a rough day today—morning sickness is exhausting. Tell me, what would make you happier?”He truly didn’t know how to please girls, but he felt that simply handing over cash might make her feel insulted.”
After some thought, he concluded that no woman could possibly dislike jewelry.
The moment he finished speaking, Yu Sheng immediately snatched the Black Card and flashed Wen Zhuqing a perfectly polished smile.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Wen! I’ll make sure to stay cheerful—it absolutely won’t affect the baby in my belly!”
Hehehe!!!
A Black Card to spend freely? If she weren’t happy about that, she’d be an idiot!
It seemed the matter was urgent—Wen Zhuqing’s phone rang before he even left the jewelry store. He retreated to a private VIP lounge to take the call.
Meanwhile, Yu Sheng browsed casually through jewelry worth millions on a tablet.
This one’s nice… and this one too!
Just as she was thoroughly enjoying herself, three young women entered the store. Their reaction upon spotting Yu Sheng was theatrically exaggerated.
“Oh my! If it isn’t the phony heiress who stole the Yu family’s nest!”
Yu Sheng: “…”
In Rongcheng’s second-generation elite circles, those groomed as family successors were no fools!
The reverse was equally true.
Yu Sheng slowly lifted her gaze to glance at them—ah, just Jiao Jiao’s little lackeys.
Her fingers tapped idly on the counter as she turned to the store manager.
“Clear the area. I don’t wish to be disturbed. Thank you!”
Perhaps her tone was too sharp, or her expression had turned frosty, but they took it as a personal insult.
Before security could even approach, they stormed over, pointing angrily at Yu Sheng. “We’re customers too! How dare you throw us out!”
Yu Sheng couldn’t even be bothered to spare them a glance.
This social circle might appear harmonious on the surface, but its hierarchy was rigid—take the Wen family, for instance, whose top-tier status tolerated no challenges. Or the Yu family, who lingered at the bottom rungs of Rongcheng’s high society.
As for these girls? They were merely hangers-on clinging to Yu Jiaojiao. To put it bluntly, not even their families had truly entered this social stratum!
Infuriated by Yu Sheng’s haughty demeanor, the ringleader—Jiao Jiao’s most loyal lapdog—pulled out her phone and started recording.
“Just a dog raised by the Yu family, and I heard you were even kicked out! Who knows which old man you’re clinging to now, daring to boss people around here!”
“Disgusting!”
Facing her torrent of filthy words that seemed endless and unstoppable.
Yu Sheng merely lifted her eyes calmly, her slender, pale fingers holding a gilded Black Card.
“Escort them out for me!”
The store manager quickly waved for security personnel to step forward. Before removing them, they made sure to check that no photos or videos remained in their phones.
As a result, while the three were bewildered and dragged out by their arms in a humiliating manner, they saw Yu Sheng slowly curl her lips and utter a single word.
“Scram!”