Shen Yong sat on the sofa, drinking directly from a liquor bottle.
“You wretched girl! Your sister told me everything—you took a lot of money from Madam Ji. Hand it over now so I can pay off my debts.”
Shen Zhiyi sneered, her gaze sweeping over He Ying and Shen Yong before her.
“Teaming up with an adopted daughter against your own flesh and blood? Calling you beasts would be an insult to actual animals.”
“Damn you! Haven’t beaten you for a few days and you’re getting bold, huh? Just hand over the money and stop your nonsense!”
Enraged, Shen Yong hurled the liquor bottle at Shen Zhiyi’s feet.
Crash—
The bottle shattered, its sharp fragments cutting Shen Zhiyi’s pale ankle, drawing blood.
Shen Zhiyi stood her ground without even flinching.
“Release Ye Jiayi. She has nothing to do with our affairs.”
Ye Jiayi stared at Shen Zhiyi’s back in stunned silence.
System: [Wow, our host is still quite kind-hearted!]
Shen Zhiyi: […Ye Jiayi still owes me 400 million. Can’t let my cash cow get hurt.]
System: […]
Shen Yanyan had no intention of releasing Ye Jiayi. “Dad, if we let her go, what if she brings help to rescue Shen Zhiyi?”
Ye Jiayi retorted angrily, “Shen Yanyan, just wait until I get out. I’ll have someone throw you off a building!”
As Shen Yong hesitated about releasing Ye Jiayi, Shen Zhiyi spoke again.
“She’s the eldest daughter of the Ye family. Harm her, and you won’t live to spend your money even if you had it.”
Shen Yong was all bark and no bite—a tyrant at home but a coward outside.
“Take Miss Ye out immediately!” He kicked He Ying beside him.
Too beaten down to protest, He Ying led Ye Jiayi away.
After a few steps, Ye Jiayi glanced back at Shen Zhiyi.
“Shen Zhiyi, I take back what I said before. You and Shen Yanyan are nothing alike.”
He Ying escorted Ye Jiayi out.
“Miss Ye, follow this path for about ten minutes, and you’ll reach the main road.”
Ye Jiayi had foolishly followed Shen Zhiyi here without bringing any bodyguards.
With no signal in the mountains, she had to reach the road to get help.
Before leaving, she couldn’t help but stop and ask, “Hey, what are you planning to do to Shen Zhiyi?”
“Miss Ye, this is a family matter.”
He Ying ignored her and turned back.
Breathless, Ye Jiayi finally reached the main road where her phone regained signal.
She first called her subordinates to pick her up.
After hesitating for a long while, she eventually dialed Ji Yanli.
“Ji Yanli, Shen Zhiyi is in danger.”
“You wretched girl! Hand over the money now!”
Half-drunk, Shen Yong staggered toward Shen Zhiyi.
“I do have plenty of money, but I won’t give you a single cent,” Shen Zhiyi replied coldly.
Shen Yong was taken aback.
In the past, the mere sight of him would make her tremble and weep.
“Damn you! How dare you talk to me like that!”
He picked up a stick and reached for Shen Zhiyi’s hair.
His movements were practiced, fluid from years of beating her.
With icy calm and lightning speed, Shen Zhiyi kicked him hard in the stomach, snatched the stick from his hand, and struck him across the head.
Wiping blood from his forehead, Shen Yong was enraged.
Fuming, he pointed at Shen Zhiyi and ordered the thugs to attack.
“Aren’t you here to collect debts from me? All the money is in my eldest daughter’s hands! Grab her and beat her up!”
“If the money isn’t enough, sleep with her to pay off the debt!”
“My eldest daughter is beautiful—many wealthy men adore her!”
The thugs listened, then advanced with knives in hand, their expressions vicious.
Shen Yanyan was utterly pleased. “Shen Zhiyi, I warned you. Cross me, and you’ll pay the price!”
“You ruined my reputation, made me a laughingstock—now you’ll join me! We sisters should rot together, hahaha!”
Her laughter didn’t last long. She, He Ying, and Shen Yong found themselves surrounded by the thugs brandishing knives.
Shen Yong pointed at Shen Zhiyi. “You’ve got the wrong people! The money is on my eldest daughter!”
But Shen Zhiyi, the one being pointed at, showed no sign of being bound or threatened.
She found a clean sofa and sat down, crossing her slender legs. Her gaze, once docile, instantly shifted to a cutting sarcasm.
“Stop shouting. They’re my people.”
Those words silenced Shen Yong and the others instantly.
“Impossible!” Shen Yong refused to believe it. “They’re from the casino—I go there often. How could they be yours?”
One of the thugs brought over a teacup filled with hot tea.
Shen Zhiyi blew on the tea, took a sip, and decided to convince them in the simplest way.
“Beat them up.”
With those three words, the thugs didn’t hesitate—they threw punches at Shen Yong, Shen Yanyan, and He Ying.
The three curled up on the ground, kicked repeatedly.
Shen Yong and Shen Yanyan suffered the worst, spitting blood.
Shen Zhiyi raised her hand, and the thugs stopped.
Shen Yong couldn’t believe it. “How did you do this?”
His eldest daughter had always seemed spineless, enduring beatings and insults. But now, she was like a different person—terrifyingly imposing and ruthlessly cunning.
Shen Zhiyi took the hot water kettle from one of her subordinates and tilted it.
Scalding water poured straight down, drenching Shen Yong’s head.
“Ah! Ah!”
His face was burned, horrifically red.
Amid his screams, Shen Zhiyi finally explained.
“The casino you frequent—I bought it. And the tens of millions you lost this time? That was my setup.”
“!”
Shen Yong’s eyes turned bloodshot as he lunged at Shen Zhiyi.
“You bitch! I’ll kill you!”
Before he could reach her, someone behind him kicked him to his knees and pinned his wrist against the coffee table.
“Shen Yong, let’s settle accounts.”
Twirling a knife in her palm, Shen Zhiyi’s tone was icy.
“From childhood till now, you’ve sold ‘me’ three times, right?”
Shen Yong was a chronic gambler, drowning in debt.
The first time, he sold the original host—just ten years old—into the mountains. She jumped from the vehicle mid-route and escaped, unintentionally saving a young master from a wealthy family.
Yes, a cliché twist—the one she saved was Ji Yanli, then still an illegitimate son.
Meanwhile, Shen Yong took the money and took the whole family on an overseas vacation.
The second time, the original host had just come of age. He was deep in debt again and traded her virginity to settle it. To protect herself, she desperately promised to earn money to pay off her scumbag father’s debts.
From then on, the original host began working day and night, ruining her health.
And this time was the third.
Shen Yong declared with righteous indignation, “So what? I’m your father, and you’re my daughter! Repaying your father’s debts is a daughter’s duty and filial piety… Ah!”
A silver glint flashed, stained with blood.
Amid Shen Yong’s agonized screams, Shen Zhiyi’s faint laughter could be heard.
“Tsk, but things like duty and filial piety—I don’t possess them.”
The pure white marble coffee table was soaked in blood, on which three severed fingers remained!
“Ah!” Shen Yong let out a heart-wrenching shriek.
He Ying and Shen Yanyan were so terrified their faces turned paler than paper, completely petrified.
Shen Zhiyi had gone mad, truly mad!
Shen Yong gritted his teeth in hatred, glaring fiercely at Shen Zhiyi.
“Shen Zhiyi, how dare you chop off your own father’s hand! Just wait, one day I’ll kill you with my own hands!”
“You won’t get that chance.”
Shen Zhiyi spoke calmly.
An underling brought over a contract and displayed it before Shen Yong.
It was a high-salary job contract for work abroad.
Seeing the location specified, his eyes widened in terror—it was Northern Myanmar!
On the document was his own handwritten signature.
Shen Yong was dumbstruck.
Back when he was blinded by gambling losses, he hadn’t cared what kind of contract or IOU it was—he only wanted money to gamble. In the end, he had sold himself!
“Shen Zhiyi, don’t do this! I’m your father! Your biological father!”
“Don’t you know what kind of hellhole Northern Myanmar is? You can’t send me there!”
All traces of his earlier arrogance vanished. Ignoring the pain from his severed fingers, Shen Yong crawled to Shen Zhiyi’s feet, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
“What great hatred could exist between family members! Besides, everything I did to you was all instigated by that bitch Shen Yanyan!”
He pointed sharply at Shen Yanyan, “She’s the one who said you were an ungrateful wretch, she’s the one who promised I could live a life of luxury.”
“Even the idea of selling you—it was all her suggestion!”