Shen Ximan helplessly drooped her eyelids. "I've caused enough troubles. I'll bear the consequences myself."
After saying that, she opened the car door and got in.
Ruo Chi stood there at a loss, looking at the middle - aged man.
"Uncle Yan, this..."
"Let's go back first. I'll take the second young lady to the Shen family's mansion."
"The Shen family's mansion? You could take her to the villa in the eastern suburbs."
Butler Yan shook his head regretfully. "It's the old master's order."
Watching the car driving away, Ruo Chi slumped his shoulders and murmured, "It's all over now. The second master will skin me alive when he comes back."
At the Shen family's villa.
Ding - dong, ding - dong.
Aunt Liang quickly went to the entrance to answer the video doorbell.
"Who are you?"
"Hello, Aunt Liang. I'm Yan Ming."
She was stunned for a few seconds before realizing. "Ah! It's Butler Yan from the mansion. Look at my memory. I'm really sorry. What brings you here?"
"I'm here to bring the second young lady back by the old master's order."
"I see... Alright, come in."
"Who is it?" Yang Wan came out of the kitchen with a plate of grapes.
"Madam, someone from the mansion has brought the second young lady back."
"So soon! Ha, Yuliang is really efficient. I'll go tell Yu'er right away. You be polite to them and then send them back quickly." After giving the order, she clattered up the stairs.
Aunt Liang rolled her eyes speechlessly and opened the door, waiting there.
"Second young lady, I'll leave you here."
Butler Yan put the bag in his hand on the ground, bowed politely, and left.
Shen Ximan watched his back, her nose turning sour.
After all the twists and turns, she was back in this place that made life a living hell.
But at least, she had left An Ruo with Aunt Yang, so she could focus on the follow - up work without distractions.
"The stray dog is back?" Aunt Liang sneered with her arms folded.
She ignored her and carried her bag upstairs.
Hearing the news, Shen Shiyu couldn't help but run out and blocked her way. "Oh, isn't this our second madam? Where are you going?"
Shen Ximan raised her head and said indifferently, "Back to my room."
"That won't do. Since you got married, that room has been useless, so I had the decorator turn it into a painting studio."
She knew Shen Shiyu was deliberately provoking her. "Then I'll go to the guest room."
"Nope, either," Shen Shiyu blocked her again. "I've been in a good mood lately and like to sleep in a different room every night. You know I don't like others to enter my territory. Sorry about that."
"What do you mean?" Shen Ximan was slightly angry.
"A divorced woman like you has no right to live on the second floor!"
Shen Ximan frowned and guessed, "Did you tell Grandpa this?"
"Right. I just can't stand you living better than me. You're so ugly and useless. How dare you think you can live a life of luxury? Do you think you deserve it?!"
Shen Shiyu unceremoniously tore off her veil and trampled on it under her spinning feet.
"You were the one who made me marry in your place back then."
Shen Shiyu grabbed her hair and glared at her with gritted teeth. "How dare you talk back to me? Who do you think you are!"
As long as An Ruo was out of the way, Shen Ximan would be invincible.
"Do you think you still have the right to take your anger out on me now?"
Shen Shiyu was scared by her look.
Those sharp and fierce eyes were like a predator locking onto its target. One could tell just from her eyes that she was ready to kill.
"What... What did you say!"
Shen Ximan stood on the same step as her. "If I tell Dad about An Ruo, who do you think he'll side with?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she was pushed hard by a force and rolled down the stairs with a thud. Her head hit the corner of a pillar, and she fainted.
"Puff... puff..." Yang Wan gasped with trembling hands.
"Mom... You?"
Shen Shiyu didn't dare to say the word "murder". No matter how angry she was or how much she couldn't stand Shen Ximan, she never thought of killing her.
"I didn't mean to. She... She just shouted at you like that!"
"But you can't push her down like that! Someone, someone!"
Aunt Liang rushed out of the kitchen in a panic. Seeing Shen Ximan with blood on her forehead, she let out a scream.
"What on earth is going on?"
Yang Wan's lips trembled as she recovered from the shock. "She just slipped and fell. Hurry and send her to the hospital. No, no! Carry her to the basement and call the family doctor. It's not a big deal."
Aunt Liang didn't dare to ask too many questions when she heard Yang Wan's contradictory words. She quickly called a few maids and carried Shen Ximan away in a hurry.
An hour later, the family doctor came up from the basement.
"How is she?" Yang Wan asked anxiously.
"She has a mild concussion, which may temporarily affect her life. But as long as she recuperates well and takes her medicine on time, she'll be fine."
"Affect? What kind of effect?" Shen Shiyu asked.
"Headaches, dizziness, and her memory may also decline a bit. But this kind of illness isn't serious and won't cause any after - effects."
Hearing that it wasn't a big deal, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The family doctor curiously sized them up. "Let me say something. The place where the second young lady is staying now isn't suitable for her to recover from her injury."
"What's it to you? Get the money and get out!"
After Shen Shiyu understood the situation, she became arrogant again.
"... Yes."
"Just in case, let that doctor come and check on her these few days. If anything happens to that ugly girl, your dad will surely blame me." Yang Wan said worriedly.
"If you hadn't made your own decisions, there wouldn't have been so many problems!"
Shen Shiyu threw this irritable remark and walked towards the basement.
The dark and damp air rushed towards her. The dim cold - light lamps gave off a chill, creating an inexplicable sense of oppression.
She opened the door of the locked storage room. Shen Ximan was lying on the shabby wooden bed that looked like it was about to fall apart.
After making sure that Shen Ximan was still unconscious, Shen Shiyu boldly rummaged through her for a long time before finding the phone and putting it in her own pocket.
The moment she closed the door, Shen Ximan opened her eyes.
In the evening, Shen Yuliang came back tired and sat at the dinner table.
"I heard that the people from the mansion sent that girl back?"
Yang Wan replied with a few nervous hums and stuffed rice into her mouth.
He looked at her curiously. "Why did you take my bowl away?"
"Ah, ah? Look at my head. It's not working properly now."
She quickly got up, went to the kitchen to fill another bowl, and brought it back.
"Where's Yu'er?"
"She's in her room. I'll have the maid send the food up later."
Shen Yuliang frowned unhappily. "You can't spoil her like this. I won't say anything at home, but if she's late when she marries into the Bo family and the old master sees it, won't he scold us for poor upbringing?"
"You're scolding me for being just a few minutes late," Shen Shiyu sat at the table baring her teeth. "Wow, these are all my favorite dishes!"
Shen Yuliang looked at the two people at the dinner table and felt something was off.