The two of them were entwined in a passionate kiss, their desire intense.
At that moment, the sound of a cup shattering and a sharp, cutting female voice rang out:
“Look at you! Still the CEO of the Lu family? You’ve long been thrown out and now come here performing like a fool what a disgrace!”
“Get out of our sight immediately!”
Shen Qingqing: inwardly ecstatic.
That voice snapped her back to reality. She quickly broke free from Lu Qianshan’s embrace.
Hearing Ye Zhi humiliating Lu Kai outside, and Shen Baiyun crying, she couldn’t help but feel joy blooming in her heart.
Oh, the female lead’s mother is humiliating the male lead.
Shen Qingqing suddenly realized that this world’s storyline might shift from a mindless sweet romance to a tragic tale.
Hmm, that won’t do.
It needed more pain intensified torment.
Thinking this, Shen Qingqing began planning her next move while laughing and chatting with Lu Qianshan as they finished their meal.
After lunch, Shen Qingqing followed Lu Qianshan out of Moonlight Restaurant, while Lu Kai and Shen Baiyun remained inside, still entangled in their “I love you, you don’t love me” drama.
Once in the car, Shen Qingqing saw through the window that Shen Baiyun was already kissing Lu Kai.
If one ignored the miserable circumstances of her original self, the scene looked rather heartwarming.
An idea suddenly formed in Shen Qingqing’s mind.
Seeing Lu Qianshan start the car, she quietly opened her small bag, pulled out her phone, quickly took a photo, and sent it to [Shen Jing].
She then sent a text “A good friend sent me this picture. I really can’t believe it how could my sister do this? Please don’t blame her; she probably couldn’t help herself. She didn’t mean to embarrass you!”
After checking for errors and imagining Shen Jing’s furious reaction, Shen Qingqing finally smiled in satisfaction and turned off her phone.
“Revenge complete?” As soon as she set the phone down, a teasing voice rang in her ear.
At this point, thinking about how her original self had been forcibly taken by Lu Kai several times and had even tried to commit suicide by jumping into the sea, she realized her “small report” was far from enough…
Shen Qingqing’s expression darkened as she said coldly, “Not nearly enough. Completely insufficient!”
“Shen Baiyun took what was rightfully mine and feels proud rather than ashamed. And Lu Kai colluded with her…”
“Of course, the one thing they absolutely shouldn’t have done is bully you,” Shen Qingqing suddenly turned to Lu Qianshan.
Lu Qianshan tensed.
Shen Qingqing continued: “I’m going to look into the truth behind your car accident back then.”
“No need,” Lu Qianshan said gruffly. He pulled out a report and handed it to her. “After the incident, my subordinates managed to investigate. It was all Wang Lanhua’s doing.”
Shen Qingqing glanced over it. It was a testing report clearly indicating that the brakes, steering, and fuel tank had all been sabotaged.
They had been pushing him toward death.
Shen Qingqing fell silent for a long moment before putting the report down.
The villain had already taken care of what she had planned to do herself.
Feeling a surge of satisfaction, Shen Qingqing whispered “Since she’s so vicious, we’ll make sure her family falls forever into the dust.”
“Mm.” Lu Qianshan agreed, saying no more.
Time passed like the wheels of a fast-moving car, and in the blink of an eye, a month went by.
Early morning.
Shen Qingqing woke up from a deep sleep, finding Lu Qianshan gone.
In the past month, she hadn’t taken action; she had been conserving her energy or rather, being lazy.
Also, nothing earth-shattering had happened with Shen Baiyun and Lu Kai.
She grabbed the computer on her bedside table, typed away, and checked some clues.
Then she cheerfully got out of bed, washed, dressed, and just as in the original storyline, her phone rang.
Shen Jing’s warm voice came through “Qingqing, your foster parents from the countryside are here. They missed you and want to see you.”
Hearing this, Shen Qingqing gripped the phone tightly, her chest tightening.
In the original storyline, after the original self had been a stand-in bride for a month, the foster parents came.
Her feelings toward them were complicated. They fed her but made her do unbearable labor, while their own sons lazed around.
When they came to the city, the original self rushed to the Shen family but discovered their true purpose was to demand money from her brothers.
The poor girl had no money, and Shen Baiyun ended up stepping in, scolding and guiding her, and even helping her demand money from Wang Lanhua.
The original self gave them fifty thousand yuan.
Yet they complained anyway and went to make a scene in the Lu family’s villa district, spreading the rumor that the original self was ungrateful and harsh.
They had almost driven her to death.
Shen Qingqing’s voice turned cold: “Alright. I’ll go!”
She hung up.
After a moment’s thought, she got out of bed.
She washed her face, applied light makeup, and opened her wardrobe.
“This… this one…” Shen Qingqing frowned at the clothes.
After searching, she found a relatively simple outfit. She quickly grabbed it and a pair of scissors.
In a few snips, she made small holes in the clothing.
Then she took some soil from a flowerpot and smeared it in the right places.
Having worked as a makeup artist in her previous world, she knew exactly what to do.
She put the clothes on, looked in the mirror, and was extremely satisfied.
In the reflection, Shen Qingqing appeared pitiful and delicate, wearing a torn white shirt with yellowed dirt stains and black pants perfectly embodying a “poor” image.
She strutted out of her room in that outfit.
Aunt Shen, who was cleaning, looked up, stunned at her appearance. What was she going out dressed like this?
But after Shen Qingqing had previously scared her off, with Lu Qianshan awake and Wang Lanhua hospitalized, Aunt Shen had learned to keep quiet.
Shen Qingqing rode her bicycle confidently, humming a tune, and arrived at the Shen family villa.
In the courtyard, a man and a woman were sitting, dressed extremely plainly, with a flashy woman standing nearby.
Seeing them from afar, Shen Qingqing shivered.
It was the original self’s despicable foster parents and the female lead, Shen Baiyun.
Shen Qingqing felt a chill run through her.
She slowly stopped the bicycle at the gate, pushed open the garden gate, and stood frozen like a statue.
Shen Baiyun saw Shen Qingqing’s appearance, a sneer crossing her face. Seeing the couple next to her, she felt even more disdain.
She said mockingly “Sister, weren’t you living the good life? Why do you dress like this as soon as you hear your parents are here? What’s the meaning of this?”
Shen Baiyun feigned innocence.
Hah, she was everywhere.
Shen Qingqing felt nauseated.
She closed her eyes briefly, walked in step by step, and adopted a wronged expression “Sister, what are you saying? You know my suffering.”
She then turned her gaze to the couple.
The man, Shen Laicai, and the woman, Song Zhaodi, were the original self’s foster parents.
According to the original story, they had come to ask for money.
Shen Qingqing’s mind sparked an idea, a faint smile forming on her lips.
Before Shen Laicai could speak, Shen Qingqing rushed forward, throwing herself into Song Zhaodi’s arms, suppressing her disgust, and then looking up with a wronged expression “Mom, Dad, you’ve finally come to see me!”
“You have no idea how miserable my life has been here!”
Shen Laicai doubted her, thinking of their plan upon arriving in the city. He said patiently: “Well, we came, didn’t we?”
Shen Qingqing continued “Mom, Dad, I knew you cared about me the most.”
“My hands are short on money. Could you lend me some? Not much just fifty thousand yuan!”
“What!” Song Zhaodi shrieked.
They had traveled from the countryside, tired and hungry, only to demand money from this girl.
And now, upon seeing her, she asks for money immediately?
“You’re just a little girl why do you need money?” Song Zhaodi said anxiously.
Shen Qingqing calmly adjusted her clothing, pinching the yellowed hem, and said evenly “I accidentally broke a vase. Grandma wants me to pay for it, but I don’t have any money!”
Perfectly blocking Shen Baiyun’s plan of sending her to Wang Lanhua for cash.
Song Zhaodi panicked, poking Shen Laicai. He frowned: “You really don’t have money?”
“No. All the money I earn goes to you!”
Shen Laicai and Song Zhaodi fell silent.
Shen Baiyun, wanting to see the fun, couldn’t hold back: “Sister, aren’t you working at Lu Corporation?”
“Sister, Mom and Dad raised you all these years. Even if you haven’t achieved much, you’ve worked hard. Why would you lie to them when you clearly have money? And now you’re asking them for more really…”
Seeing Shen Baiyun’s self-righteous expression, Shen Qingqing’s lips curved in a sly smile.
Her voice was calm but clear “My job at Lu Corporation was arranged by Grandma. I just broke a vase at home, and Grandma is angry. So, um, I don’t have a salary.”
Who said that it was clearly Zhou Liuer!
Shen Baiyun opened her mouth to speak.
Shen Qingqing turned, blinking innocently, and said “But Mom, Dad…
My sister and I, in a way, are both your children.
Even though you didn’t raise her, she carries your blood. She’s your mother’s child, whom you almost died giving birth to!”
“If you need money, you can ask my sister.”
She fixed Shen Baiyun with a half-smile “Sister, you’re always ‘kind,’ right? If Mom and Dad ask you, you wouldn’t refuse, would you?”