He Ying struggled desperately, but it was useless.
When Shen Zhiyi emerged—dragging He Ying with one hand and clutching the pig-slaughtering knife with the other—she ran straight into Lu Junyue.
“…”
“…”
They stared at each other in silence.
“You’re still injured. What’s this nonsense? Come back to the hospital with me.”
Lu Junyue frowned and reached out to pull her.
Shen Zhiyi took a step back, avoiding him.
“I need to vent my anger.”
She gave him two choices. “Lu Junyue, either come with me or go back to sleep. Don’t interfere.”
She was determined to go crazy today, and no one could stop her.
Looking at her pale face, Lu Junyue said, “I choose the third option.”
“I’ll settle this score for you.”
Although he didn’t know who had provoked this ancestor, he was biased and protective, never reasoning or asking for explanations.
…
Around 3 a.m.
Han Ming, the chosen workhorse, appeared before Lu Junyue with dark circles under his eyes, driving a car followed by a large convoy of bodyguards and vehicles.
Resentment? He didn’t dare.
With an annual salary in the high seven figures, how could he dare to complain?
He just felt a bit emotional.
His boss, Lu, was already crazy enough on ordinary days, but Mrs. Lu seemed to be cut from the same cloth.
He Ying tried to escape again but was kicked into the trunk by Shen Zhiyi.
Only after getting into the car did Lu Junyue ask, “Where are we going to vent your anger?”
“The Ji family.”
Shen Zhiyi twisted her wrist, warming up in advance.
Hearing “Ji family,” the indifference in Lu Junyue’s eyes instantly churned.
“The Ji family? Now that’s interesting.”
Han Ming, driving, caught a glimpse of the same crazed glint in both their eyes through the rearview mirror and shivered involuntarily.
Why did it feel… that the seemingly well-behaved Mrs. Lu was even crazier than his boss?
The Ji family was in for serious trouble.
Ji Residence.
Shen Yanyan, who was calling Ji Yanli, suddenly broke out in goosebumps for no reason, her heart pounding anxiously.
The call didn’t go through, so she tried again.
Until the ringtone sounded downstairs.
Shen Yanyan went downstairs and saw Ji Yanli, drenched and disheveled.
Ji Yanli looked like a drowned rat, utterly dejected.
“Brother Yanli, are you okay?”
Shen Yanyan fetched a blanket, but before she could drape it over him, he grabbed her wrist tightly.
His despondent eyes seemed to find hope upon seeing her.
“I couldn’t find Zhiyi. Yanyan, help me find her. You’re her sister—you must know where she is!”
Shen Yanyan’s face darkened.
She had never seen Ji Yanli like this.
“Stop this, Brother Yanli. We’re getting married soon.”
Shen Yanyan avoided the topic and helped steady him.
“Madam Ji has already gone to bed. If we wake her, she’ll be upset. Let me take you to your room to bathe and rest.”
Madam Ji didn’t like her, saying she came from a lowly background and wasn’t fit to marry into the Ji family. In the Ji household, Shen Yanyan often faced criticism from her future mother-in-law.
She endured it all.
All she wanted now was to endure until the wedding and marry into the Ji family peacefully.
Shen Yanyan was terrified of her mother-in-law, speaking in hushed tones.
But the next moment.
Bang—
A loud crash shattered the Ji family’s luxurious front door.
The front of a multi-million dollar luxury car was jammed in the doorway—arrogant and domineering!
The noise terrified Shen Yanyan and also alerted Madam Ji, who was resting upstairs.
Madam Ji came downstairs and stared in shock at the scene.
They thought robbers had broken in and were about to call the bodyguards when the car door opened.
Shen Zhiyi and Lu Junyue stepped out of the car simultaneously from opposite doors.
She smiled sweetly, greeting the stunned Shen Yanyan and Madam Ji with effortless grace.
“Well, still awake at this hour?”
Shen Yanyan: “…”
Madam Ji: “…”
With this kind of commotion, how could anyone sleep?
“Zhiyi!” Ji Yanli’s lifeless body seemed to reanimate at the sight of Shen Zhiyi. “Thank goodness you’re alright! I’ve been searching everywhere for you…”
Before he could approach Shen Zhiyi, Lu Junyue blocked him with domineering authority.
Noticing He Ying had also arrived, Shen Yanyan discreetly pulled her aside.
“Mom! What are you doing at the Ji residence?”
Her tone carried dissatisfaction and a hint of disdain.
He Ying looked wronged. “Shen Zhiyi insisted on coming. I couldn’t stop her.”
Even now, she remained concerned about Shen Yanyan. “Yanyan, Shen Zhiyi has gone mad! Make sure you speak to her gently later. Whatever you do, don’t provoke her, or you’ll regret it!”
Madam Ji’s expression darkened with displeasure.
“Shen Zhiyi, what exactly are you doing barging into the Ji family in the middle of the night!”
This Shen Zhiyi was merely her son’s lowly secretary before—how dare she cause trouble at the Ji household now!
Shen Zhiyi scanned the main hall of the Ji residence, her footsteps halting before the most expensive antique vase.
“Settling accounts and collecting debts.”
“?”
Before Madam Ji could process this, she watched Shen Zhiyi lift the antique vase she had purchased at auction.
That was a priceless antique vase worth over a hundred million!
“Shen Zhiyi, that vase costs more than you could ever afford in your lifetime—”
Her words were cut short as the hundred-million-yuan antique vase shattered over Shen Yanyan’s head!
The vase lay in fragments.
Shen Yanyan’s head was bleeding from the impact.
Madam Ji stood dumbfounded.
Ji Yanli stood frozen in shock.
He Ying fainted from fright.
Han Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Amidst the stunned crowd, only Lu Junyue curled his lips into a smile, his arrogant phoenix eyes filled with pride.
Madam Ji mournfully gathered the broken pieces of the vase from the floor.
“This was an antique vase I bought at auction for a hundred million! It’s irreplaceable!”
Trembling with rage, she stood and confronted Lu Junyue.
“Lu Junyue, aren’t you going to do something? Shen Zhiyi is your secretary now! How can you let her run wild and cause havoc in the Ji family?!”
Lu Junyue nodded with a righteous air.
“Of course I’ll handle it.”
Madam Ji assumed he would severely punish Shen Zhiyi.
Instead, she heard his audacious voice ring out the next moment.
“Whatever Shen Zhiyi breaks in the Ji residence today, I, Lu Junyue, will pay double its value.”
Having said that, Lu Junyue made sure to bolster Shen Zhiyi’s confidence by proclaiming:
“The Lu family has plenty of money. Smash whatever you want. Even if someone gets killed, we can afford the compensation.”
The Lu family had wealth to spare, but today, Shen Zhiyi needed to vent her anger thoroughly.
Perhaps once she’d gotten it out of her system, she wouldn’t demand a divorce anymore.
Madam Ji felt her vision darken repeatedly.
Her hands shaking with fury, she grabbed her phone to call Grandma Lu.
If she couldn’t control Lu Junyue, she’d find someone who could!
Before she could place the call,
Han Ming stepped forward with a diplomatic smile and offered a gentle reminder.
“Madam Ji, I’d advise against making that call.”
“If Grandma Lu comes, the situation will only become worse than it is now.”
The members of the Lu family were each more unhinged than the last.
Moreover, Grandma Lu treasured Shen Zhiyi like her own eyeball.
Madam Ji took a deep breath, feeling as if she might vomit blood.
Forget it!
Since Lu Junyue would cover the compensation anyway, and it was Shen Yanyan getting beaten—why bother holding back!
She adjusted her cloak and turned to head upstairs, only to be abruptly stopped by Shen Zhiyi.
“Madam Ji, wait your turn. You’re next.”
“?”
Madam Ji froze mid-step. When she turned, the scene she witnessed was—
Shen Zhiyi gripping Shen Yanyan’s hair while slapping her face relentlessly, as if strikes cost nothing. Shen Yanyan’s face had already swollen into a bloated pig’s head.
Madam Ji’s legs went weak.
Wait—after beating Shen Yanyan, was she going to be next?