“No need,” Secretary Lin shook her head. “This is from the president; consider it compensation for the broken phone.”
Yan Shenyu then stopped refusing, and by the time she finished her IV drip and was discharged from the hospital, it was already past midnight.
On her way home, Yan Shenyu opened her new phone and inserted the SIM card. As soon as she turned it on, messages flooded in from all sorts of channels. Most of them were from her superficial best friends, just watching the drama unfold.
Yan Shenyu didn't reply to any of them, and scrolled down to open Xu Jingshu's chat window.
The original owner seemed to have a poor relationship with his family. After this incident, only his mother, Xu Jingshu, called him twice. When he didn't answer, she sent him two voice messages to comfort him. One-tenth of those were comforting messages, while the other nine-tenths were full of insults directed at Xiao Zhenliang and his ancestors. It seems that although this woman's name is Jingshu, she is anything but quiet and has absolutely nothing to do with books.
Apart from the grumpy mother, the father, older brother, and younger sister didn't say a word, which speaks volumes about their status in the family.
Yan Shenyu didn't care too much. After all, they hadn't thought the marriage was a good match in the first place. He was the one who insisted on marrying her, even at the cost of his own money. This was just the first round of retribution.
As for retribution, that is retribution...
It turns out that before the wedding, Xiao Zhenliang had condescended to send him a message explaining the situation.
Xiaoling has cancer, and I'll be taking care of him for these last few months. But don't worry, you're the only person I'll ever marry.
LOL, who wants you to marry him? Besides, Xiao Zhenliang doesn't want to marry him at all; he just hopes the Yan family will invest in him to save his company.
Yan Shenyu was too lazy to reply, so she simply blocked Xiao Zhenliang's chat window, put down her phone, and went into the bathroom to wash up.
Half an hour later, when Yan Shenyu finished washing up and was getting ready to go to sleep, her phone next to her pillow suddenly rang.
"Holy crap, this guy is shameless!" Wu Yun's angry voice came through the phone as soon as it connected. "Xie Shiba actually bribed a marketing account to say you're a mistress! Saying you interfered in their relationship and even caused him to develop depression!"
A note from the author:
The actions of those who act as cannon fodder serve as a negative example. Depression is very difficult, and we must all take it seriously.
Chapter 9 The Resentful Father.
"Initially, not many people believed him, but he posted the diagnosis report overnight, and now the internet is full of people cursing you."
"What's even more disgusting is that he said he and Xiao Zhenliang never broke up. You knew they were still together but still insisted on interfering in their relationship. In the end, Xiao Zhenliang was forced to marry you due to family pressure. The reason he ran away from the wedding was because he decided to respect his true feelings and bravely resist marriage. It's disgusting. Now the internet is full of people praising their fairytale love."
"Hey, where are you? Why are you so quiet?"
"Listen up," Yan Shenyu yawned, and said lazily, "That's all?"
“This alone is enough to give you a hard time,” Wu Yun paused, and when he spoke again, his tone was more serious than ever before. “Old Yan, tell me honestly, you really didn’t know about Xiao Zhenliang and Xie Shiba back then, did you?”
"I really don't know," Yan Shenyu shook her head, "If I knew he hadn't broken up with his girlfriend, would I have let him pursue her?"
“That’s true,” Wu Yun nodded thoughtfully. “With your qualities, you could find any man you want. There’s no need to hang yourself on this one.”
“You’re right,” Yan Shenyu yawned. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now.”
"Hey, wait a minute!" Wu Yun hurriedly called out to him, "What are you going to do about all that online? You can't just let netizens keep criticizing you, can you?"
"Let them do as they please," Yan Shenyu waved his hand. "I'm too tired, I'm going to take a nap."
"Sleeping?! Don't you know the best time for public relations is 24 hours? If negative news spreads widely and isn't clarified, it will be very difficult to clear your name later—"
The call was disconnected before I could finish speaking.
Wu Yun: "..."
This time, Yan Shenyu finally didn't dream and slept soundly until dawn.
At seven o'clock in the morning, he finished washing up, tied his long hair into a high ponytail, changed into a set of sportswear, and prepared to go out for a run.
As he went downstairs, he ran into his older brother, who was his mistress, at the entrance of the villa.
The other person was wearing a short-sleeved black workout outfit and was stretching in the garden. Seeing him come downstairs, they looked up in surprise.
Although the two brothers didn't get along well, Yan Shenyu had borrowed more than a dozen bodyguards from Yan Yu yesterday, so he took the initiative to greet him: "Good morning, going for a run?"
The other person nodded almost imperceptibly.
"I'll go too, are there any good places to run around here..."
Before he could finish speaking, the cheap older brother had already run off with his wireless earphones.
Yan Shenyu: "..."
Okay, I'll just jog slowly around the neighborhood for now.
There is an artificial lake behind the residential area. The distance is estimated to be no more than 2 kilometers. Yan Shenyu originally planned to run two laps, but he couldn't take it after only running half a lap - he had a side stitch because he hadn't run for too long.
In the end, he had no choice but to walk the whole way while clutching his stomach, his sense of frustration was very obvious.
He noticed while taking a shower yesterday that the original body was unusually thin, with only a thin layer of skin covering its slender frame.
In order to present a perfect state at the wedding, the original owner even started dieting and losing weight a month in advance. The fact that she has been able to hold on until now can only be said to be due to a breath of immortal energy keeping her alive.
Yan Shenyu didn't want to die suddenly, so she had to put fitness on her schedule, but unfortunately, she suffered a Waterloo on her first day of exercise.
Exhausted, Yan Shenyu leaned against a garden fence, panting.
However, for some reason, the more he rested, the louder his breathing became. Even when he stopped, the breathing continued.
Yan Shenyu: ?
He's holding his breath, so how can there be any sound?
Looking down, he saw a little boy, about four or five years old, standing next to him, sticking out his tongue and imitating his panting, like a large dog panting to cool off.
Yan Shenyu: "..."
Seeing him stop, the little boy asked with a puzzled look, "Sister, why aren't you panting anymore?"
“I’m not tired anymore,” Yan Shenyu corrected, “Call me brother.”
The little boy tilted his head and looked at him twice, then said seriously, "But you're a girl!"
Yan Shenyu: "I'm a boy with long hair."
“But you’re so pretty,” the little boy said confidently. “Mom says all pretty girls are fairies.”
Yan Shenyu: "Then I am a celestial man."
"Fairy."
"Fairy Man".
"Fairy!"
"A fairy boy!"
Yan Shenyu: "I love you, even if I walk alone through dark alleys!"
The little boy immediately replied: "I love the way you refuse to kneel, I love how you faced despair without ever crying..."①
It wasn't until the song reached the line "Go? Are you worthy?" that the little boy realized he had been led astray.
"How could you do this?" His eyes were wide open, his expression showing that he wanted to cry but was trying hard to hold it back.
Yan Shenyu: "Now you know I'm a boy, right?"
But the next moment, the child burst into tears: "Sister, you're bullying me!"
Yan Shenyu: "..."
Damn it, is it so hard to admit he's a boy?!
Forced into a corner, Yan Shenyu simply grabbed the child and pressed his right hand to his chest, intending to show him what it meant for practice to be the sole criterion for testing truth.
The latter opened her mouth wide in surprise, her eyes widened, and her crying stopped automatically.
Yan Shenyu: "Did you touch it?"
The little boy blurted out, "You have flat chests!"
Yan Shenyu: "..."
Just how obsessed are you with fairies?!
"Don't be sad," the boy said, wiping away his tears as if noticing his sadness. "Mom said that flat-chested girls are pretty too."
Yan Shenyu choked up, and said with a look of utter despair, "Thank your mother for me."
"Little Sugar, let's go." The garage door next door opened, and a silver sedan drove out. A man in the driver's seat shouted to the boy.
“Okay,” the little boy replied crisply, waving goodbye to Yan Shenyu before leaving. “My dad is picking me up for school. Goodbye, fairy sister.”
Yan Shenyu's laughter was weak and listless; he was too lazy to correct her anymore.
“Don’t call him that,” the father next to him corrected, “That’s the older brother with long hair.”
Boy: "But he's so handsome."
“Your older brother can be very handsome too,” the father said to his son, then turned to Yan Shenyu and apologized, “The child is too young to understand, I hope you don’t mind.”
Yan Shenyu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Actually, he's right."
dad:?
Yan Shenyu smiled and spoke in a very standard female voice: "I am indeed a girl, but I look more like a man."
dad:??
As soon as Yan Shenyu finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped hard on the head. Before he could even see who it was, his head was forced down.
"I'm sorry, my brother was being naughty." A slightly cold voice rang out, devoid of emotion. "He was just joking, please don't mind him."
The man in the car twitched his eyebrows, then floored the gas pedal and sped off into the distance, as if he had seen something terrifying.
When only the rear of the car remained, Yan Shenyu finally raised her head and said indignantly, "Brother, what are you doing?"
"That's a question I should be asking," Yan Yu said coldly, "Why did you provoke them?"
Yan Shenyu said indifferently, "It's just for fun."
"Well……"
"There won't be a next time." Yan Yu said this and ran away again.
Yan Shenyu had no intention of listening to his lecture and turned to walk towards the front door of her house.
On my way home, I happened to run into Yan Zhengang coming downstairs.
Perhaps it was because he was middle-aged and couldn't control his temper, but Yan Zhengang's face darkened as soon as he saw him, and he said coldly, "You're only back so early in the morning, where have you been gallivanting around again?"