CHAPTER 541: CHAPTER 530: CUI YUN, I’LL BEAT YOU TO DEATH!

Cui Yun watched, and his headache began to throb again. He tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"I’m aware of it. Let me know when he leaves the house again."

He would follow.

He wanted to see for himself what secrets this Shen Wei, so benevolent in public and praised as a husband and father, was hiding that couldn’t stand the light of day.

Shen Hua stopped a dozen feet away from Cui Yun.

She pompously wiped her face with a handkerchief and casually tossed it aside when she was done.

"Mr. Cui."

She had only uttered these three words when she fell into deep thought.

Not imposing enough.

It didn’t set the stage for Yangyang’s entrance.

Under Cui Yun’s unprepared gaze, she interrupted herself naturally and looked at Ji Qing.

"Go, bring me a chair as well."

Why should Cui Yun lie down while she stands? Unacceptable!

Ji Qing: ???

He didn’t move; not just anyone could order him around.

Shen Hua had more demands. She arrogantly lifted her hand, pointing at Cui Yun’s chair: "It must be more expensive than his, and it has to be bigger."

As she spoke, she pondered, then stiffly added with a stern little face.

"Made of the finest rosewood, and with a rabbit pattern carved into it; I like the armrests to be hollowed and arc-shaped."

Seeing that Ji Qing still hadn’t moved, Shen Hua frowned: "Go on!"

"Shen Hua," Cui Yun said wearily.

"You are ordering around my people."

"You are currently in the Shen Residence, living in the Shen Family’s courtyard. What’s wrong with ordering your people?"

He laughed in exasperation and called out to Shen Hua, "Come closer."

Shen Hua didn’t move.

"What a joke."

"As if I would listen to you."

"The reason I came was just to remind you not to harbor any untoward intentions. Understand?"

Cui Yun’s face turned stern.

With a ’swoosh’ the fan closed as he stood up and approached Shen Hua.

"Say, what intentions?"

Shen Hua looked up: "You are not returning to Shengjing because of me!"

Cui Yun said nonchalantly, "I won’t deny it."

Feeling a bit thirsty, he went to the stone table nearby to pour some tea.

"You want to possess me!"

Ji Qing could hardly bear to hear his master’s reputation being tarnished and retorted, "Do not be presumptuous!"

In response, the tea cup slipped from his hand, crashing heavily to the ground, splashing tea everywhere, breaking into several pieces.

The momentarily discomposed youth calmly poured another cup. His voice was extremely cool.

"Not at the moment."

To have or not to have, this person was indeed peculiar.

Shen Hua wasn’t mad at him.

After all, it was just his wishful thinking.

While he was drinking water, the girl climbed onto his chair without hesitation, lay down, and comfortably squinted her eyes.

"Miss Shen, our master dislikes others touching his belongings. Although you are the hostess, there is a distinction between men and women; this is not proper."

"Shut your mouth."

Shen Hua looked over mournfully.

She didn’t forget that she came here to be formidable. The girl was brewing her emotions.

The couch was imbued with his scent, indescribably delightful.

Cui Yun finally understood Ni Kang’s disturbance of his tranquility and turned around, ready to kick her out without mercy.

But then he saw Shen Hua, like a playful and foolish cat, curiously sniffing his chair.

Cui Yun froze, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Yet she was completely unaware of the impact this scene had on Cui Yun, instead turning her head and asking, "What fragrance are you using?"

In the end, she was dragged out.

Along with her, the scent was thrown out as well.

How dare Cui Yun!

She glared with wide eyes, seething with anger. She clenched her little fists and stormed over, her voice loud and clear.

"I’ll beat you to death!"

Ji Qing, instinctively turning around.

He mourned for Shen Hua.

The sickly little girl encountering a tough spot; it was over, all over. The Shen Family might have to collect a corpse.

Cui Yun, however, raised his hand to block her forehead. The little girl huffed and puffed for a while but couldn’t get close to him; her flailing short arms couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes.

It was utterly hopeless.

She had never been so embarrassed before. She didn’t know how much time had passed, but she ran out of energy.

Cui Yun then saw her give in and stop struggling, completely defeated.

And still stubborn,

"I let you win this time, but it might not be the same next time!"

The little girl, dragging her heavy feet, didn’t forget to stoop down to pick up her spices, hugged her aggrieved self, and left step by step with difficulty yet dignity.

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A few days passed.

Cui Yun left the Shen Residence.

Shen Wei’s carriage took a turn around the street, buying jewelry and rouge.

The shopkeeper smiled: "Old Master Shen, this is for Mrs. Shen again, isn’t it?"

"Yes, please wrap them up, thank you."

"Of course, of course. There are few husbands in Fengzhou City who can match your thoughtfulness!"

Shen Wei smiled elegantly and left the shop, then went to meet with a merchant, discussing business.

When they were almost done, Shen Wei casually mentioned, "The spices from last time were still too mild."

After saying goodbye and just as he was about to board the carriage, a servant from the second branch of the family came over.

"My lord, our second master has just obtained Century-old Ginseng Wine and invites you for a drink."

Shen Wei nodded, "My brother is thoughtful."

By the time he arrived, Shen He Wen was already waiting at the door to greet him.

"Big brother."

"You’ve been taken care of the family as well as managing the embroidery workshop, it must have been hard."

Shen He Wen sighed, "If it weren’t for Yangyang’s animosity towards me as her uncle, I should have visited her."

Ni Kang was indeed quite skilled, even after he drugged them, mother and daughter were getting better.

It shows that the dosage of his drugs was still not enough.

Shen Wei was in a hurry.

But he couldn’t reveal himself.

He sighed, "She’s immature."

The two men entered the residence.

"Your sister-in-law is in the room waiting for you," Shen He Wen respectfully informed him before Shen Wei could ask.

As he saw the man confidently head that way, the respect in Shen He Wen’s mouth turned into mockery.

After all, what could Xue Mouyan have that could compare to his sister-in-law, Chun Yun?

But, she was uninhibited in the bedroom, had a voluptuous figure, and knew how to please a man. Not only was his elder brother deeply infatuated, but even his soul seemed to have been hooked away.

Xue Mouyan had been waiting for Shen Wei for a long time. When she heard noise from outside, she gave a seductive look.

"Finally, you’ve come to see me."

Shen Wei went over and embraced her, his hands making unchaste touches.

Xue Mouyan wrapped her arms around his neck: "You promised me good days, that’s why I followed you."

Shen Wei patted her buttocks: "What, is the silver I gave you not enough?"

Xue Mouyan: ...

She wanted to be the Lady of Shen, what’s silver to her?

"My lord, I’ve heard that a new doctor has come to the residence, and Madam’s condition may improve..."

Shen Wei didn’t reveal anything else but was forceful in his response: "Improve? As long as I wish it, she will never get better."

Cui Yun, suppressing his disgust, no longer wished to listen and left.

As he walked in the street, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

How could Shen Wei be so certain that Shen Hua wouldn’t get better?

He was pondering the unusual things he had observed and heard today.

He then saw a familiar figure entering the gold shop.

The girl held her chin high: "Have you finished making the hammer I ordered last time?"

"It’s ready, it’s ready!"

The Shopkeeper welcomed the girl inside.

Shen Hua was very pleased with the gleaming golden hammer. She took out a thick stack of silver notes.

She had money, but she also knew how to spend it.

The monthly salary given to her by Ms. Shen Chun was fixed.

She had spent quite a bit recently.

Not to mention the end of the month; even landlords would run out of surplus grain.

This time she was going to completely empty her purse.

The girl hesitated for a moment, touching her money bag.

"I’m sorry, my money, but Yangyang really needs you."