Chapter 321
Hearing the door close, Lin Mengyao slowly opened her eyes. Two lines of tears fell from her eyes, already moist from the fever, silent and still.
As soon as Xu Ke left the room, his once straight back hunched over, as if something had drained his spine. A thick aura of despair and sadness surrounded him as he walked step by step toward the study.
“Family Head, are you alright?” Housekeeper Zhao appeared out of nowhere beside Xu Ke, looking at him with concern.
“I’m fine. I’m going to the study for a while. Unless it’s something important about Yaoyao, don’t bother me with anything else.” Xu Ke glanced at Housekeeper Zhao, then, like a soulless shell, continued step by step toward the study.
Behind Xu Ke, Housekeeper Zhao’s brows furrowed slightly, and with the downturn of his mouth, he seemed very worried about Xu Ke. However, an eerie flash of light quickly passed through his aged eyes but disappeared just as quickly, as if nothing had happened. He remained the considerate housekeeper who always looked out for the master’s family.
In the Sheng Family residence in Shangjing, Lady Sheng had trashed the bedroom thoroughly, leaving only the large pieces of furniture relatively intact. Even the walls were somewhat damaged.
“What madness is this in the house?” Sheng Hong’s expression changed sharply upon returning home from work to see the state of the master bedroom. His gaze toward Lady Sheng was filled with impatience.
“Madness! And you know exactly why I’m mad, don’t you?” Lady Sheng, breathless, glared at Sheng Hong with eyes crimson like they were soaked in poison, her voice harsh and grating as a broken bellows.
“What nonsense are you spouting? I’m busy with work every day, how would I know what you’ve been up to behind my back.” Sheng Hong tugged at his tie, looking at Lady Sheng with impatience.
“Yes, you’re such a busy man, always working, knowing nothing beyond it. Work is always more important than this family. Do you even remember the promise of revenge for our son? Is there still a place for this family in your heart, or are that pair of whores the only ones you care about!” Lady Sheng screamed at Sheng Hong with all her might.
“You want to know what happened? I’ll tell you. I hired a hitman abroad to kill that little bastard. The hitman is now dead, but the brat is still alive. Why is he alive? My hard-raised son is dead, yet that bastard lives. It’s unfair! I want him dead, I want him dead!” Lady Sheng’s sharp voice was almost enough to pierce eardrums. Fortunately, because of her foul temper recently, she’d sent all the servants to the back house, so no one else heard her rant.
“Are you insane, speaking so loudly? Are you afraid others will hear?” Sheng Hong was startled by Lady Sheng’s madness, instinctively looking around. After confirming no one else heard, he let out a sigh of relief, but his gaze toward Lady Sheng grew more displeased, and in his heart, he began to harbor a vague notion of wanting to get rid of her.
“What? Are you scared? Scared of what? The servants have all been dismissed; no one will hear our conversation. But Sheng Hong, if you don’t act against Sheng Wenhao, I don’t know what I’ll do if I go crazy. I give you a month. If in a month that brat Sheng Wenhao is still alive and kicking, I’ll drag the entire Sheng Family to the grave with me,” Lady Sheng stared at Sheng Wenhao with her large sunken eyes filled with resolute hatred.
“You’re insane. I’ve told you we can try for another child through IVF, and when this child grows up, he can take over the Sheng Family. If you don’t want to risk having a child at your age, I can find a surrogate for you. I’ve already retreated this far, don’t push me further. Think about the Qian Family behind you. If you make a mistake, it won’t just be our Sheng Family that’s harmed,” Sheng Hong’s intent to kill was already rising. He was fast losing patience with his wife.
Compared to this lunatic, the woman he was keeping outside was so much more considerate.
“I’ve been mad for a long time. I thought you already knew. Don’t use the Qian Family to scare me. I wasn’t raised to be frightened. When I say I’ll take the Sheng Family down with my son, I won’t let the Qian Family get involved. After so many years of marriage, don’t you think I know your thoughts? Do you think I wouldn’t plan an escape route for myself? Sheng Hong, don’t overestimate yourself; it’ll only lead to your downfall,” Lady Sheng said in a low voice, her eyes challenging as she looked at Sheng Hong.
“Think carefully about what I said. I believe with your capabilities, dealing with a brat quietly in Shangjing should be a simple task. Of course, you might choose not to believe me, but who knows what consequences this madwoman could bring you?”
“You’re threatening me!” This time, Sheng Hong’s killing intent was fully exposed, his gaze toward Lady Sheng icy and terrifying.
“If that’s how you want to interpret it, then so be it.” Lady Sheng’s tone returned to its usual form, but she and her husband both knew that something significant had changed. The veil of politeness they once held had been torn away, leaving only confrontation.
“Mr. Sheng, where to?” the driver asked cautiously as Sheng Hong angrily got into the car.
“To Champs-Élysées,” Sheng Hong coldly replied.
As Sheng Hong tried to calm his anger in the car, his phone rang. It was from an unknown number. Annoyed, Sheng Hong glanced at the phone and decisively hung up. But the call rang again and again in the car. After the third time, seeing that number, Sheng Hong’s eyes darkened.
He knew he couldn’t avoid answering today, but he hated being led by the nose. Thus, his voice betrayed his displeasure as he answered.
“Calling me repeatedly, who are you and what do you want?” Sheng Hong said.