Chapter 111: The Confession Session

Shen Huai stood up, slowly walked toward Li Xinran, and slowly bent down toward her.

"What... are you doing again?"

Li Xinran shuddered all over.

Yet the next second.

Shen Huai suddenly straightened his body, a mobile phone appearing in his hand.

That was the phone Li Xinran used daily.

Shen Huai long-pressed the power button, then tossed it back to Li Xinran: "I advise you not to have a next time for this kind of shutting down and running away behavior."

Li Xinran looked down at her phone interface, which had already turned on.

99+ missed calls, 99+ unread messages.

In an instant.

Li Xinran felt as if the sky had collapsed.

She didn't even have the courage to unlock the phone and see who had called.

Shen Huai saw through her worries at a glance and calmly added: "While the brand representatives and the media haven't noticed yet, if you go back to Xingyao quietly right now, this matter can still be suppressed."

After a pause, Shen Huai raised his arm to check his watch and said meaningfully: "The flight takes off in an hour; if you miss this flight, you will bear the consequences yourself."

How could Li Xinran not understand the implication of his words? This was him nakedly telling her: your leverage is in my hands.

If she wanted to continue mixing in the entertainment industry, she had to obediently listen to him.

"..."

How did things develop into this? This is too outrageous!

Li Xinran was extremely unwilling, yet at this moment, she had no way to deal with Shen Huai.

She stared fixedly at Shen Huai's face for a long time.

Only then did she reluctantly get up and walk toward the walk-in closet with her feet slightly splayed.

The movements last night were too intense.

The moment she stood up, Li Xinran clearly sensed something was wrong between her legs.

But for the sake of her pride, she forced herself to pretend that nothing was wrong.

She just didn't expect that her forced posture made her back look like a little duck learning to walk.

Watching this, Shen Huai couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle secretly.

Before long, Li Xinran changed back into the clothes she had taken off earlier.

"Let's go." She pursed her lips at Shen Huai with a stubborn look.

"Mm, let's go. The car is parked in the B2 VIP garage, a black Mercedes. When you get to the airport, take the internal passage; don't go to the departure hall."

As he spoke, Shen Huai handed a note he had prepared earlier to Li Xinran.

On it were written the driver's phone number and the license plate number.

Li Xinran took the note, glanced at it briefly, and looked at Shen Huai in confusion: "What do you mean by this? Are you not coming with me?"

Upon hearing this.

Shen Huai calmly pointed at the mess in the room and smiled meaningfully: "I have to stay behind to clean up the aftermath for you."

"..."

Li Xinran's face turned red again in a flash.

If it weren't for the time pressure, she really had a belly full of questions she wanted to properly interrogate Shen Huai about.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm her emotions.

Li Xinran gritted her teeth and glared at Shen Huai, feigning ferocity.

Ultimately, she put on her baseball cap, mask, and sunglasses again, fully armed, and walked out the door.

The moment the door closed.

The hypocritical smile on Shen Huai's face completely vanished.

He let out a long sigh and pressed the call button on the wall: "Someone come and clean up."

Before long, the doorbell rang.

Four cleaners stood in a row at the doorway and bowed skillfully to Shen Huai: "Young Master."

"Mm, come in." Shen Huai nodded indifferently and stepped aside to let the four of them into the room.

With a mindset like Li Xinran's, one could only subconsciously marvel at how rich the Shen Family was, that such a luxurious Presidential Suite was actually rented on a yearly basis.

Little did she know.

This international five-star hotel chain named W was originally one of the Shen Family's properties.

In other words, this hotel belonged to his Shen Family.

Just as the door was about to close, a pair of fair hands suddenly hooked onto the door edge.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Huai'er, you really don't know how to cherish the fairer sex."

Yang Shuqin stood at the doorway, one hand supporting the door frame.

Looking at the messy room, she raised a corner of her mouth thoughtfully.

Seeing his mother, Shen Huai let go of the doorknob with annoyance: "Mom, what are you here for?"

"What am I here for? Naturally, to see you, you heartless thing."

Yang Shuqin pushed the door open and swaggered into the room.

She disdainfully swept the cushions off the sofa, sat straight down, crossed her legs, pointed her gaze at Shen Huai, and tilted her chin toward the chair opposite.

"Sit."

Shen Huai secretly felt that things were going badly.

Usually, when Mom strikes this pose, it can only mean one thing.

He has no choice but to have a heart-to-heart with her.

If he resists, given Yang Shuqin's explosive temper, she would rush over to Star Shine the next second to give him a hard time.

With no other choice, Shen Huai could only bite the bullet and sit down.

"You brat, I don't see any particular talent in you, but you sure have plenty of luck with women," Yang Shuqin teased.

Shen Huai was speechless: "Mom, no matter what, your son is at least dashing, right? Being handsome is a form of talent."

"In my eyes, you haven't inherited a single one of my excellent genes, but you are just as thick-skinned as your father."

Yang Shuqin grumbled a few times before getting straight to the point: "That girl named Li Xinran told me that the Young Master Shen intends to attend the Ryan Press Conference?"

"This Young Master Shen, isn't that you?" After saying this, Yang Shuqin raised her eyes and scanned Shen Huai with a composed look.

"So, have you finally come to your senses and intend to admit that you are the son of Shen Zhiyuan?"

Hearing the words "son of Shen Zhiyuan."

Shen Huai still felt a slight resistance in his heart.

But the next moment.

Lin Yeman's words swirled in his mind once again.

He took a deep breath and slowly looked Yang Shuqin in the eye: "Mom, Li Xinran is right; I do intend to attend the Ryan Press Conference as the Heir to the Shen Family."

"This is also what I wanted to discuss with you when I called yesterday."

"I intend to tell a massive lie to everyone."

After finishing, Shen Huai told Yang Shuqin about the idea he had discussed with Lin Yeman regarding fabricating a perfect, non-existent Heir to the Shen Family.

The more Yang Shuqin listened, the tighter her brows furrowed.

What kind of heaven-defying idea is this?

Playing two roles at once, acting as a person who doesn't exist? "I know this idea sounds absurd, but Mom, if you put yourself in their shoes, if such a perfect son really existed, wouldn't many problems be solved?"

"Father wouldn't have to feel unable to hold his head up in front of his peers because of my second-tier university degree."

"And I wouldn't have to carry the heavy burden of the Shen Family, acting timidly, and could freely and boldly do what I want to do."

Shen Huai's words left Yang Shuqin completely silent.

Having stayed by Shen Zhiyuan's side and fought in the business world for many years.

Although this idea sounded extremely explosive at first.

But upon second thought, it actually seemed to have some merit.

Because of leaving their hometown, the father-son relationship between Shen Huai and Shen Zhiyuan had always been at daggers drawn.

Especially the "love-struck" behavior of giving up a top-tier university to choose a second-tier one for the sake of a woman had infuriated Shen Zhiyuan to the point where he once wanted to sever their father-son relationship.

Thanks to the Shen Family's news blackout over these many years, and Shen Zhiyuan's repeated emphasis.

Everyone only knows that the Shen Family has a son studying philosophy at Harvard University.

Other than that, no one knows what the son looks like or what his name is.

If they were to fabricate such a person now, it didn't seem very difficult.

It's just that...

"I have a question."

Yang Shuqin pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "If you play that high-achieving Shen Huai who returned from abroad, what will you do about the original you?"

(End of this chapter)