Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 267 Secretary

At the stairs on the second floor, a man in loose silk pajamas leaned over to look at the scene downstairs, and his eyes happened to meet Qian Jiaojiao's.

The two exchanged a look.

The man turned around and walked towards the study.

"Shen Wenyuan, tell me clearly, who is she?"

Lin Rou's face turned pale, her voice was sharp and piercing, and her eyes were fixed on her husband.

Shen Wenyuan frowned, his face full of impatience.

"Didn't I tell you all? This is my secretary's money. How else do you want me to explain it?"

He glanced at his wife with disdain, then turned back to look at Qian Jiaojiao, and said in a softer tone, "Xiao Qian, go to the car and wait for me. I'll go get some documents and come back in a bit."

After saying that, he raised his foot and prepared to go upstairs, but Qian Jiaojiao reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

The girl gently tugged at his clothes with her fingertips, a hint of pleading in her eyes, her voice soft and sticky: "Boss Shen...are you going to leave me here alone?"

When she said this, she deliberately glanced in Lin Rou's direction, as if hinting at something.

Her expression was so pitiful, as if she had suffered a great injustice, which made people feel pity for her.

Shen Wenyuan turned around and saw her like this, his heart softened.

His brows relaxed slightly, and his tone softened: "Oh, I just happen to have to get something from the car, how about I take you out first."

After saying that, he put his arm around Qian Jiaojiao's waist, his movements natural and intimate.

Qian Jiaojiao leaned against his side, a triumphant smile on her lips, but her eyes were still innocent and weak.

The two walked towards the door. Lin Rou stood there, shaking with anger. Her fingers were clenched into fists, her nails almost digging into her palms, leaving deep crescent-shaped marks.

Her chest heaved violently, her eyes burned with rage, and it felt like she was about to rush up and tear that little vixen into pieces in the next second.

Seeing this, Shen Mu reached out and pressed her arm.

Lin Rou was stunned and turned to look at her daughter, her eyes full of confusion and anger, but she still stopped.

"Why are you holding me? I'm going to beat that little vixen to death!"

Lin Rou's voice was very low, but one could still hear the gnashing of teeth in it.

Shen Mu shook his head, his eyes calm and deep, and asked softly: "Mom, don't you think that Qian Jiaojiao looks a little familiar?"

Lin Rou frowned, her tone a little impatient: "Have you seen her before?"

Shen Mu pursed his lips, "You've seen it before."

"I've seen it too? When?"

Lin Rou frowned even more tightly, and her mind quickly searched for memories about Qian Jiaojiao, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

Shen Mu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Do you still remember Shen Tianyou's early love in high school?"

Lin Rou couldn't help but roll her eyes, her tone full of disdain: "That little bastard has so many early crushes, which one are you talking about?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice, and it was obvious that she was no longer surprised by her son's romantic affairs.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly froze, as if she was hit by something.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and a blurry image suddenly flashed through her mind!

The young, beautiful and pitiful face of the girl who was forced by her to transfer schools gradually overlapped with Qian Jiaojiao's appearance just now.

"You mean, that vixen just now was Shen Tianyou's early love in high school!"

Lin Rou's voice suddenly rose, as if something had pierced her nerves, and her tone was filled with disbelief and shock.

"Didn't she transfer to another school later?"

Shen Mu nodded, "Yes, it's her."

Lin Rou's breathing became rapid and her chest heaved violently, as if something exploded in her heart.

Shen Wenyuan, this beast, even touched his son's ex-girlfriend!

This old and wretched man is so disgusting!

"I want to divorce him!"

"Mom, you're crazy! How can you divorce Dad? If you get divorced, that little bitch will get away with it!"

Shen Mu grabbed Lin Rou's hand and reminded her, "There are already enough troubles in our family. If you divorce Dad again, how can I get married in the future?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I am really angry and confused."

Shen Mu's words reminded Lin Rou.

She didn't have much property under her name, and with Shen Tianyou in prison, it would be even more difficult for Shen Mu to find a suitable family if they divorced.

She regained some consciousness and stared at the door.

"Mom, I have a good way to deal with her."

Shen Mu whispered a few words in Lin Rou's ear. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it made Lin Rou's eyes gradually brighten.

"You little vixen, you dare to fight me. I will make you pay the price."

Outside the villa.

Qian Jiaojiao held Shen Wenyuan's arm, her fingertips gently resting on his arm, and her steps were light and graceful.

Her red dress swayed slightly in the night breeze, outlining her graceful figure.

On the way, Shen Wenyuan glanced at her sideways, frowned slightly, and said with a bit of blame in his tone: "Didn't we agree that you wouldn't get off the car? Why are you so disobedient?"

Qian Jiaojiao was not in a hurry, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her lips. "Oh, I missed you...Besides, you always said that the one in your family was a female Yasha, so I was a little curious about what a Yasha looks like, so I couldn't help but want to go and take a look."

Shen Wenyuan was amused by her, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he laughed and scolded: "Naughty."

There was a doting tone in his voice, as if he was helpless about her willfulness, yet happy to accept it.

The two came to the front of the car, Shen Wenyuan opened the door and motioned Qian Jiaojiao to get in.

"Stay still, I'll get some documents and be back soon."

But Qian Jiaojiao was very clingy. She hugged his arms tightly with both hands, put her cheek on his shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "No, just stay with me for a while..."

Shen Wenyuan sighed helplessly, "Stop making trouble, I'll be back soon."

"Hey, wait a little longer..."

The two of them stayed in the car for a long time until Qian Jiaojiao's phone suddenly vibrated.

Her body stiffened slightly, then she calmly took out her cell phone from her handbag and glanced down at the screen.

Shen Wenyuan asked: "Whose news?"

"Oh, it's just a spam message."

She tapped the screen with her fingers, quickly deleted the message, and put the phone back into her purse, her movements smooth and natural.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she let go of Shen Wenyuan's arm.

"Okay, then go and come back soon."

Her voice was still sweet, but with a hint of perfunctoriness.

Shen Wenyuan nodded, turned and walked towards the villa.

Qian Jiaojiao stood there, watching his back until he completely disappeared from her sight.

She let out a long sigh, her eyes gradually becoming cold and sharp, and she murmured in a low voice: "It's finally almost over."

The night breeze blew by, and her red skirt swayed gently in the wind, like a rose that was about to wither.

Dangerous and beautiful.