After returning home, Old Master Sheng first carefully examined Sheng Jinhe from head to toe, making sure she had no external injuries.
“Xiao He, about this broken engagement… do you agree with it?”
Although Old Master Sheng had already made his stance known outside, he still wanted to ask his granddaughter’s opinion. As for that prospective son-in-law, he wasn’t important. There were many things Old Master Sheng wasn’t unaware of—he simply chose not to pursue them for the sake of his granddaughter.
“Grandpa, I’m sorry. After almost losing my life just now, I’ve finally come to my senses. I was too willful before. I want to cancel the engagement. Lin Helian isn’t worthy of me. I’ll definitely find you an excellent grandson-in-law, the very best. Believe me.”
The moment Sheng Jinhe heard Old Master Sheng’s question, she knew it was time to express her determination.
So she delivered those words with heartfelt sincerity, sounding as if she were deeply remorseful.
After hearing her, Old Master Sheng looked at her with surprise in his eyes.
Yes, he admitted that he had indeed spoiled this granddaughter of his rotten—but he had no intention of changing that. Hearing her say this now, he knew she had truly been frightened, and his heart ached for her.
As for Lin Jianshe wanting a promotion—he could forget about it. Old Master Sheng didn’t even need to do anything. Once news of the broken engagement spread, Lin’s rivals alone would be enough to crush him.
And that little brat Lin Helian could forget about becoming a regular employee too. He might as well go work in the countryside.
As for the Yao family—he really didn’t know who had given them the nerve to dare harm Sheng Li’s granddaughter.
“Good, good. My granddaughter definitely deserves someone better. What about Yao Manman? What do you think? Attempted murder—we could report it to the police.”
Old Master Sheng wanted to discuss with his granddaughter how to deal with these people first.
Especially the main culprit.
“Ah, call the police? Grandpa, how about making her write me a written guarantee instead? You can go to the Yao family and demand it directly. I’ll write the content, and she just needs to sign and put her fingerprint on it. How about that?”
What was the point of calling the police? She was the author’s favored daughter—the heroine. She definitely wouldn’t end up in jail. Besides, everyone who witnessed that scene were their own people. In the end it would just turn into endless arguing with no conclusion.
And she still had a man to chase.
If she couldn’t crush the heroine in one go, she’d let her off for now—but she certainly wouldn’t let her have an easy time.
Because Sheng Jinhe believed their twisted fate wouldn’t end just like that.
“Alright. We’ll do as you say.”
Old Master Sheng had also considered the practical issues and agreed.
“Then I’ll write it now before I forget.”
“But she’s still in the hospital. Who knows when she’ll wake up?”
Sheng Jinhe suddenly remembered that Yao Manman had been hospitalized. She knew how hard she had hit—there was no way the girl would wake up in a day or two unless she personally helped wake her.
“Then have her whole family sign and stamp it.”
Old Master Sheng decided firmly.
“Okay, I’ll listen to Grandpa.”
Sheng Jinhe immediately ran to her bedroom and began writing rapidly at her desk.
The content was actually very simple: if Sheng Jinhe ever encountered danger or suffered any injury in the future, it would all be blamed on Yao Manman.
Since she was the heroine, why shouldn’t Sheng Jinhe take some wool from the sheep?
At least when it came to luck and fate, she believed the male and female leads must possess the strongest fortune. That understanding came from the daily stories shared by her best friend.
Back in the real world, her disappearance would surely make that friend the saddest.
She hoped the girl wouldn’t cry too much.
After finishing, Sheng Jinhe handed the document to Old Master Sheng.
“Grandpa, keep it. Are we going to visit the two families now?”
“I’ll go. Not you. You go take a nap and behave. I’m leaving.”
Before Sheng Jinhe could even insist, the door had already closed.
In truth, she had only been polite just now. If she went herself, it wouldn’t match her previous character setting.
She needed to fall seriously ill or run a high fever first.
A serious illness would damage the body—too costly.
But a high fever could be arranged.
So by evening, when Old Master Sheng and her nominal father, Sun Ke, returned home, they discovered that Sheng Jinhe had developed a fever.
Just as she had planned, she was successfully sent to the hospital, achieving two goals with one move.
She still had a debt to collect at the hospital.
Thinking about the bracelet still on Yao Manman’s wrist, she had to take it back.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it couldn’t be delayed. The plot had already collapsed—now she even wondered whether the male and female leads would still end up marrying successfully.
But official couples in stories usually weren’t easily separated.
Still… what if?
What if something happened to them too, and Yao Manman bound the spatial treasure early? Wouldn’t she cry herself to death?
“Doctor! Doctor! Quick—my granddaughter has a high fever. Give her an injection!”
Sheng Jinhe had planned to keep pretending to be unconscious. But the moment she heard the word injection, she immediately suspected it meant a butt shot.
No way.
She slowly opened her eyes, looking weak and frail.
“Grandpa… I don’t want a butt injection. Give me an IV drip instead.”
That way she could stay hospitalized and retrieve the bracelet.
“Alright, alright! IV drip then, doctor!”
How could Old Master Sheng refuse? Seeing how anxious the old man looked, Sheng Jinhe silently apologized in her heart.
In the future, she would definitely treat him well and take good care of him, letting him live to a hundred.
Then she noticed her nominal father standing off to the side like decoration.
His indifferent expression formed a sharp contrast with the old man’s concern.
One by one.
None of them would escape.
Nominal father… just wait to receive her storm of fury.