Chapter 185: line with translation of chapter title

185 "Shen Zui, go!"

The Huo family in Jiangshi originally made their fortune in sand and gravel, but the head of the Huo family, Huo Lin, father of Huo Chusen, had a keen eye; during the most prosperous years of real estate, he decisively switched to real estate business and made a fortune.

Although the real estate industry is now saturated and somewhat sluggish, the Huo family still has a firm foothold in Jiangshi.

The Jiang family, meanwhile, is in the construction business; although they made their fortune earlier than the Huo family by far, they have been on a decline.

Huo Chusen is the sole son of the Huo family, and the marriage partner his father Huo Lin chose for him is Jiang Shu of the Jiang family.

He valued Jiang Shu's talent; Jiang Shu is a very smart woman, but because of the Jiang family's patriarch Jiang Zhengguo's outdated, feudal, male‑supremacist attitudes, they didn't think Jiang Shu could amount to much.

But Huo Lin was the opposite—he appreciated Jiang Shu's talent, while his son Huo Chusen is not very level‑headed and is easily provoked, often falling into others' traps.

So he offered favorable terms to Jiang Zhengguo, arranged a business marriage, and had Jiang Shu marry Huo Chusen.

Thus, Jiang Shu became the sacrifice the Jiang family hoped would secure their current standing.

But at this moment inside the Huo family.

Jiang Shu, blood trickling from her brow and lips, looked at Shen Zui before her, his hands soaked in fresh blood, breathing heavily, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

Just a moment ago, she thought she would really die today.

But she never expected Shen Zui to rush in and save her.

Wasn't he supposed to go to the sanatorium to see his mother a little while ago?

How could he be here?

But she had only been dazed for a few seconds.

Because Huo Chusen lay motionless on the ground, it was unclear whether he was alive or dead.

She forced her still‑oxygen‑deprived brain to calm, painfully crawled over, and wanted to check Huo Chusen's breath.

Whether a person is dead or alive makes a completely different difference.

If he's not dead, then everything can be discussed.

She must find a way to protect Shen Zui.

He still has a mother who needs his care.

She must not let anything happen to him!

But after Jiang Shu had taken just two steps, she saw Shen Zui, whose breathing had already steadied, reach out first to feel Huo Chusen's carotid artery, saying, "He's not dead yet."

Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly recalled that just now, while Huo Chusen was choking her and striking her, her phone had somehow been dialed at random.

She turned back and frantically looked for her phone: "It's Xiao Han—I just called Xiao Han for help; she should be here soon, so you hurry and leave, I'll handle the rest."

Because once Jiang Han arrives, her parents will also come; her parents knowing means Huo Chusen's parents are also rushing back.

Today no Huo family members were present; even the servants, upon hearing their quarrel, sensibly withdrew from the main building.

Jiang Shu thought it over and first called an ambulance.

Then she struggled to her feet and headed outside.

She intended to delete the surveillance footage.

The Huo family's main building has surveillance installed; Shen Zui came up here, and all this is evidence. If the evidence is gone, she insists it was her own burst of rescue‑potential that struck him, and no one can do anything to her.

Shen Zui watched her stagger to her feet, reached out to steady her, and they exchanged a glance.

Jiang Shu's eyes rimmed with tears, her voice choked with restraint: "Shen Zui, go! Aunt Shen is still waiting for you—what would happen to her if something happened to you?"

Shen Zui said nothing, didn't move, just stared at the blood on her forehead, his fists clenched tight.

Jiang Shu, knowing his nature, urged: "I'm not like you—I was acting in self‑defense, and he's not dead, so I'll be fine, really! But if Huo Lin finds out you hit Huo Chusen, they won't let you off! Do you understand?"

As for whether Huo Chusen will accuse Shen Zui again when he wakes, that depends on whether he can regain consciousness and when.

Jiang Shu thought that after Shen Zui left, she would definitely look for something bearing her fingerprints to serve as evidence of her 'self‑defense'.

Seeing he still wouldn't budge, Jiang Shu reached out to push him.

As a result of that motion, her vision went black; it hurt terribly, every part of her body ached.

Shen Zui embraced her, hesitated, then said, "Miss, I'm sorry."

He hoisted her sideways into his arms, walked to the sofa, and laid her down on it.

Shen Zui had also regained his composure; he and Jiang Shu shared an understanding, and he said, "You rest here; they'll be back after a while, I'll go delete the surveillance."

He is currently Huo Chusen's personal bodyguard, and the Huo family's surveillance room is where he usually stays.

It's patrol time now, and the other bodyguards have gone out for safety checks.

Jiang Shu urged him: "Hurry up, make sure you delete it completely!"

She knew he had taught himself computing, so leaving no trace when deleting was no trouble for him.

Shen Zui nodded, rose, and went out.

Jiang Shu watched his retreating back, then glanced at Huo Chusen lying on the ground; her body trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly, her phone rang; the caller ID showed it was her father.

She answered.

Before Jiang Shu could even speak, Jiang Zhengguo launched into a tirade, then immediately demanded she win Huo Chusen's forgiveness, apologize to him, and inquired about Huo Lin's attitude, and so on.

Jiang Shu was no stranger to this; in the past she might have meekly listened and endured for her father's sake, but having just returned from the brink of death and receiving not a shred of concern from him, she suddenly understood a few things.

She replied coldly: "Ask Huo Chusen—he still has a breath left; whether he lives or dies, when, I don't know; you'll see when you come later. As for Huo Lin's attitude—I almost died at Huo Chusen's hands; not letting the Huo family apologize to me is already generous."

On the other end of the line, Jiang Zhengguo stared for a good while, then spoke again, his voice agitated and angry.

"Jiang Shu! You're crazy—you actually hit your husband! Do you have any idea how hard this day has been for me? You don't know what state the Jiang family is in now? Without Huo family funds and support, you think you can still keep the title of Miss Jiang? Besides, if you cut him some slack, could he hit you? Or is there something wrong with you? I..."

Jiang Shu, trembling with rage, held the phone, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

But she didn't want to hang up; it was like self‑torture, letting those invisible knives stab her heart over and over, the pain seemingly making her clearer.

Suddenly, the sound in her ear faded away.

She turned her head and saw that it was Shen Zui, who had returned, taking her phone and hanging up.

"A-zui..."