“Seriously? Am I crazy or is she?”
After being kicked out, Lu Junyue returned home but couldn’t sleep. He sat up abruptly in the middle of the night.
The woman who half an hour ago claimed to love his body and said it felt amazing was now demanding divorce just like that?
Her mood shifts faster than flipping pages!
Lu Junyue even started doubting himself.
Was it because he finished too quickly in the bathroom earlier?
Or did she misunderstand that he was going to offer her to Charlie?
Who cares? If she wants divorce, then divorce—
Five minutes later.
Han Ming, woken by the phone call, silently stared at his phone where President Lu had been on the line for five minutes without saying a word.
“President Lu, if you don’t want to divorce your wife, you should go to the hospital now to comfort her. Women need to be pampered.”
“Who said I don’t want a divorce? I’m thrilled to finally get rid of her.”
Han Ming: “…Oh.” President Lu’s mouth remains the hardest part of him.
Lu Junyue’s voice returned to the topic.
“But how do you usually comfort your wife?”
“…Send flowers, bags, jewelry. First apologize, then kneel, finally pounce.”
These were all tricks Han Ming learned online, which he unreservedly taught his boss.
Lu Junyue scolded angrily: “Utterly shameless!”
“Don’t overthink it. I’m just asking as your boss showing concern for subordinates.”
“…”
Han Ming looked at the hung-up phone, recalling President Lu’s words about caring for subordinates.
“…But President Lu, I’m single.”
The system was frantic: 【No, host baby! We finally saw the dawn of victory, why did you bring up divorce?!】
Shen Zhiyi was in a good mood, eating sun-kissed green grapes.
“If you want to tame a fiercely wild wolf, simply feeding him until he’s full isn’t enough.”
“Occasionally, you need to starve him for a few meals.”
“Once this kind of wild wolf is tamed, he’ll become the most obedient ‘pet’ by your side.”
She curled her lips, recalling Lu Junyue’s bright red ears tonight.
That “wild wolf” seemed to be an innocent big wild wolf too.
Ring ring ring—
The sudden phone ringing interrupted Shen Zhiyi’s thoughts.
It was her landlord.
“Shen Zhiyi, something terrible happened!”
“…”
At three in the morning, Lu Junyue’s flashy multimillion-dollar sports car parked at the hospital entrance.
Looking at the gift bags piled in the passenger seat one after another, he thought he had gone mad.
The luxury gift bags contained a bag worth millions, jewelry worth tens of millions, and a bouquet of blue roses.
Han Ming’s words echoed in his mind—”First apologize, then kneel, finally pounce.”
He only wanted to skip directly to the last step.
As Lu Junyue prepared to get out of the car, he suddenly saw Shen Zhiyi, who had changed clothes, leaving the hospital and getting into a taxi.
He frowned.
What was she doing going out in the middle of the night? Could it be… she was going to find Ji Yanli?
Lu Junyue couldn’t sit still anymore, immediately stepping on the gas to follow the taxi.
When Shen Zhiyi arrived, she saw the troubled landlord and He Ying attempting suicide by cutting her wrist with a knife.
He Ying—the original host’s seriously ill, biased mother.
“You’re finally here.” The middle-aged landlady sighed in relief upon seeing her. “I told your mother you moved out, but she didn’t believe me. She insisted on cutting her wrist and threatening suicide to see you.”
“I really had no other choice.”
Shen Zhiyi smiled and transferred 50,000 to the landlord via phone.
“Sorry for the trouble.”
The landlord returned the money. “I know it’s not easy for you. Having such family members is really unfortunate!”
After the landlord left.
He Ying, who had been threatening to kill herself just moments before, became agitated upon seeing Shen Zhiyi.
“You ungrateful wretch! I gave birth to you and raised you, and now that I’m sick in the hospital, not only do you refuse to visit me, you even cut off my hospital payments and let them kick me out!”
“You just want to force me to die! Fine, I’ll die right here and now!”
This was their usual routine with the original host.
Verbal abuse, physical violence, using death as a threat…
Shen Zhiyi had long promised the original host she would get revenge for her.
She had been busy lately and hadn’t had time to deal with them.
But here they were, delivering themselves to her doorstep.
He Ying was preparing to use her usual death threat to force her eldest daughter into submission.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, with a thud, a pig-slaughtering knife landed at her feet.
“What?”
He Ying was bewildered, looking up to see Shen Zhiyi smiling innocently and harmlessly.
“That knife in your hand isn’t even sharpened. Use my pig-slaughtering knife – one slash to the throat, blood splattering everywhere, incredibly satisfying.”
As she spoke, Shen Zhiyi lifted her wrist to glance at a watch that wasn’t there.
“You’d better hurry up and die, or you’ll miss the auspicious timing.”
“What?”
“What’s wrong? Is the knife too heavy for you to lift? No problem, I’ll help you.”
He Ying watched as Shen Zhiyi bent down to pick up the pig-slaughtering knife and walked toward her.
She never actually intended to die! It was just to scare and threaten her eldest daughter.
This trick had always worked perfectly before, but today something was different. Shen Zhiyi was no longer under her control!
Even worse, her eldest daughter seemed to genuinely want her dead!
He Ying retreated step by step under Shen Zhiyi’s advance, finally falling onto her buttocks.
“Don’t, don’t come any closer…”
Her voice trembled, but Shen Zhiyi didn’t stop at all, raising the pig-slaughtering knife and swinging it down!
Thud—
The knife struck the floor tile between He Ying’s legs.
The tile cracked.
He Ying was so frightened she wet her pants on the spot.
It took her a long time to find her voice again. “Shen Zhiyi! I’m your mother! How dare you swing a knife at me!”
“Yanyan was right, you’re nothing but an ungrateful wretch!”
She shouted furiously, “Even if you shamelessly cling to Ji Yanli every day! Ji Yanli would never want someone like you, an ungrateful wretch!”
Shen Zhiyi suddenly asked very seriously, “Is Shen Yanyan your illegitimate daughter?”
He Ying’s face turned red with anger, but when she saw Shen Zhiyi raise the pig-slaughtering knife again, she quietly lowered her voice.
“What nonsense are you talking about.”
Shen Zhiyi smiled sarcastically. “When I got into Tsinghua and Peking University, you said the family had no money and wouldn’t let me go. Then you turned around and used my scholarship money to send Shen Yanyan abroad to some diploma mill.”
“Whenever Shen Yanyan cries, you immediately scold and hit me without even asking what happened. Oh, and to help Shen Yanyan marry into a wealthy family, you even used death threats to force me to let Shen Yanyan steal my credit for saving Ji Yanli’s life, making her his White Moonlight.”
“In ancient times there were worthless men who favored concubines over wives, and now we have idiots like you who harm your own biological daughter to favor an adopted one. You don’t do a single thing that resembles human behavior!”
Ten years ago, when Ji Yanli was still an illegitimate son being hunted, it was the original host who saved him.
Shen Yanyan just said she liked Ji Yanli, and this idiot He Ying used death threats to force the original host to give the credit for saving him to Shen Yanyan.
In the end, the original host could only watch as Ji Yanli treated Shen Yanyan with endless affection, while she herself became an abused Substitute.
“You!” He Ying’s face turned the color of pig liver. Her body was still weak, and she had no strength to argue with Shen Zhiyi, nor could she win even if she tried.
She simply stretched out her hand and demanded money: “It’s all because you didn’t pay my hospital fees that I got kicked out! Hurry up and give me the money!”
“Want money? Simple.” Shen Zhiyi smiled, her brows relaxing. “I’ll go with you to find your beloved adopted daughter. While we’re at it, I’ll collect the debt she owes me too.”
He Ying was unwilling to go. “No! Yan Yan and Ji Yanli’s wedding is coming up soon.”
“Ji Yanli’s mother never liked her to begin with. We can’t go cause trouble for her. Shen Zhiyi, please, I’m begging you as your mother, alright?”
Shen Zhiyi didn’t possess such merciful compassion.
“You think you can mess with me and still sleep peacefully? Dream on!”