Chapter 182: The Ex-Fiancée Moves Into the House

Shi Youxuan nodded: "Yes, I made the call."

"How could you do this?"

Sheng Hanyu began to blame her without distinguishing right from wrong: "Yixin cannot see them right now. If she could, I would have already sent her back. There are many things involved here that you don't know about. How could you act on your own authority without even consulting me..."

"Ah—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a hysterical scream suddenly erupted from the guest room: "Ah ah ah ah—"

"You all get out, help! Hanyu, save me!"

Sheng Hanyu immediately rushed toward the guest room like an arrow, but before he dashed out, he glared fiercely at Shi Youxuan, making her shiver uncontrollably.

He was blaming her, blaming her for being meddlesome.

Blaming her for being narrow-minded.

Blaming her for being unable to tolerate others.

But could she be blamed for this matter?

Shi Youxuan had not expected Jian Yixin to have such a reaction upon seeing her own family. Jian Yining had told her before that his sister had grown up with her uncle and aunt and treated them even better than her own parents.

But the family's relationship was quite good, so she never imagined Jian Yixin would react so strongly.

Inside the guest room.

The three members of the Jian Family were useless; the more they spoke, the more agitated Jian Yixin became, as if they were not her relatives but criminals.

However, after Sheng Hanyu entered, she threw herself into his arms and begged him: "Make them leave, please make them all leave, I don't want to see them."

Lady Jian was almost crying her eyes out; her daughter was still alive, and there was nothing in the world more joyful than finding what was lost.

Yet her daughter did not recognize her, looking at her own kin as if they were floods and wild beasts!

The three members of the Jian Family dared not agitate their daughter further, so they could only entrust Shi Youxuan to take good care of her, requesting to keep in touch and asking her to call them if anything happened.

"Okay, no problem." Shi Youxuan agreed to everything.

The family of three left the Villa and went home.

Originally, they had intended to stay in the place opposite, but Sheng Hanyu said he wanted to take Jian Yixin there to recover her memory, and he feared their presence would only agitate her again, so the Jian Family returned home.

Having been triggered, Jian Yixin refused to let go of Sheng Hanyu even more; she wanted him to accompany her, and wouldn't even allow him to leave while she slept!

Thus, Sheng Hanyu spent the night in the guest room accompanying Jian Yixin.

Shi Youxuan didn't close her eyes all night, lying alone in the bedroom bed; her husband was in the guest room accompanying his ex-fiancée—what kind of situation was this?

Although she knew nothing would happen between them, Shi Youxuan still felt very uncomfortable, and she sensed a deep threat coming from Jian Yixin.

Jian Yixin looked weak, pitiful, and helpless, but the reality was not like that at all.

Shi Youxuan would never forget the look in her eyes when she first entered the door.

Tossing and turning all night, she finally reached daybreak, and she finally had a reason to go call her husband to wash up.

She gently pushed open the guest room door—Shi Youxuan's heart immediately turned cold!

Jian Yixin was fast asleep in bed, her hands still tightly clutching Sheng Hanyu's arm; Sheng Hanyu was sitting on a chair in front of the bed with his head resting on the bed. Although they weren't sleeping together, their heads were close to one another.

Hearing a slight movement at the door, Sheng Hanyu woke up. He looked up and saw his wife standing at the door with a grim expression.

He smiled apologetically at his wife and wanted to stand up, but as soon as he moved, Jian Yixin woke up: "Hanyu, where are you going?"

"I'm going to wash up. What do you want for breakfast? I'll have the kitchen make it for you."

She didn't let go and sat up: "I'll go with you..."

She looked up and saw Shi Youxuan standing at the door, and ordered: "You go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast."

Shi Youxuan was so angry her nose was almost crooked; this tone was treating her like a servant.

She was definitely doing it on purpose, knowing she was Sheng Hanyu's wife and still saying it intentionally.

However, Shi Youxuan didn't lose her temper and instead asked with a beaming smile: "Alright, Miss Jian. I wonder what Miss Jian would like to eat? Do you want me to make it myself or have the cook do it?"

"It would be even better if you could make it yourself. I want a tuna sandwich, milk-fried eggs, and a vegetable salad," Jian Yixin ordered.

Shi Youxuan readily agreed: "Alright, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it right away."

If she dared to make her cook, she should be prepared to be choked to death.

From the moment Shi Youxuan agreed, Sheng Hanyu knew Jian Yixin was going to suffer a bit, but he couldn't say anything. His wife had already suffered enough grievances in this matter; if he didn't let her do something, he feared his wife would threaten to leave again.

Shi Youxuan went to the kitchen and instructed the chef to only prepare breakfast for two, while she personally prepared Jian Yixin's portion!

Didn't she want a tuna sandwich? That was easy. She opened a can of tuna and picked up the salt shaker, scooping into it: one spoonful, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls...

"Eldest Young Mistress, the canned goods don't need salt, and besides, you've added way too much." The chef kindly reminded her.

Shi Youxuan glanced at him coldly and said faintly: "Do your own work, don't worry about me."

The chef realized belatedly that the Eldest Young Mistress seemed to be doing it on purpose! So he didn't say another word.

When breakfast was brought to the dining table, Shi Youxuan went to invite Jian Yixin down to eat with a beaming smile.

"Thank you for your hard work," Jian Yixin said to her very politely.

Shi Youxuan was also very polite: "It's nothing. This is my home; I am the host and you are the guest, so it is only right that I do some work."

"You are the host? Aren't you the housekeeper?"

Shi Youxuan pointed to Zhang Ma beside her: "She is the housekeeper; I am Sheng Hanyu's wife, Shi Youxuan."

Jian Yixin's expression changed immediately.

Sheng Hanyu glared at Shi Youxuan, blaming her for saying such things at this time.

But he still said to Jian Yixin: "She isn't lying to you. You have been gone for five years, and many, many things can happen in five years. I am married, and she is my wife..."

"No! I don't believe it, I won't listen, I don't want to hear it!"

Jian Yixin suddenly became agitated, covering her ears with both hands and screaming, then fell to the ground convulsing.

Shi Youxuan was terrified, not knowing why this was happening.

"Go to my bag and get the medicine, a small blue bottle," Sheng Hanyu said to Shi Youxuan while comforting Jian Yixin.

"Oh, okay, I'll go right now."

She went upstairs to find Sheng Hanyu's briefcase, retrieved the blue medicine bottle from inside, and quickly went downstairs to hand it over; Sheng Hanyu poured out a few pills and stuffed them into Jian Yixin's mouth, and she soon recovered.

After recovering, with tears still on her face, she said pitifully to Shi Youxuan, "You were lying to me just now, right? You aren't his wife, he hasn't married a wife either, he has been waiting for me all along."

Jian Yixin's appearance just now was too frightening, and Shi Youxuan was afraid she would have another episode, so despite being very reluctant in her heart, she still nodded: "Yes, I lied to you just now, I am his housekeeper."

After saying this, she almost slapped herself twice.

She thought to herself, why am I such a saint? Am I stupid?

Sheng Hanyu gave her a grateful look and even made a heart gesture at her from behind Jian Yixin, which made her feel a little more balanced.

"Let's eat breakfast."

Having taken the medicine, Jian Yixin was soon like nothing had happened, washing her face and hands clean, ready to eat breakfast.

The three of them sat down at the dining table, and Jian Yixin frowned when she saw the food in front of her.

The sandwich looked decent enough, with fish, vegetables, and bread.

But what was going on with the milk and egg on the plate?

The plate was filled with milk, and in the middle of the milk was a poached egg.

"Hanyu, I don't want to eat this, share your boiled egg with me," Jian Yixin said, pushing the "milk egg" aside and acting spoiled toward Sheng Hanyu.