Chapter 600: Take a Step Back, Give an Inch and Take a Mile

"No need, Yixin, you don't need to do anything; I need to think about this," Shi Youxuan said.

Jian Yixin: "Alright, call me when you need someone; there's no need to be formal with me."

"Understood."

Hanging up the phone, Shi Youxuan frowned; the more she thought about this matter, the more suspicious it seemed.

If it were about something else, she certainly wouldn't tolerate it, but this matter was not right.

It hadn't been right from the very beginning.

The source of this wrongness was that man named Zhu Xingye.

All of his background information was real, very perfect—so perfect that not a single flaw could be found.

But how could a perfect person exist?

It was too perfect, so its authenticity was actually open to question.

Logically speaking, the two of them opening a company wasn't something shameful, yet that man had always been sneaky whenever he contacted Sheng Jiang.

Furthermore, the company's opening ceremony had been so grand, yet that man hadn't even shown his face.

They hadn't asked them for a single cent in capital, yet the venue belonged to Sheng Hanyu; the father-in-law acted tough on the surface, drawing a clear line between them, but in reality, it wasn't as clear as that—there were always countless threads of connection...

This matter was not simple, so Shi Youxuan didn't let Jian Yixin get involved.

Even though it was a very infuriating situation, she forced herself to endure it!

Noon.

Sheng Jiang returned.

He didn't come back alone; he brought a guest—Wang Bingbing.

"Shi Youxuan, Shi Youxuan, come out and meet the guest; see who's here!" Sheng Jiang started shouting as soon as he entered the house.

She heard him upstairs, but pretended she didn't.

Was there any need to go downstairs to look?

She had already seen them from the window just now.

Shi Youxuan called her husband: "Your father is shouting downstairs, telling me to go down and meet a guest; guess who's here?"

Sheng Hanyu: "Wife, don't pay any attention to him; I've already told Lao Qi to go back and send them away."

There are some people who will never choose to let you off just because you yield or have good breeding.

On the contrary, they think this person is easy to bully and wish they could immediately trample on them a few more times.

The corners of Shi Youxuan's mouth lifted, pulling into a smile, and she said gently: "Husband, don't worry about this matter; let Lao Qi come back, I can handle it."

Sheng Hanyu:...

Her voice was very gentle, but he knew she was angry.

If she were to lose her temper at him, it wouldn't actually be a big problem, but since she was using such a calm tone, this matter would not be resolved calmly.

He didn't stop her; it was time for his father to suffer a little.

Suffering at the hands of his own family was better than suffering at the hands of outsiders.

"Alright, then I'll have Lao Qi come back."

After Sheng Jiang had shouted for nearly one hundred and eight times, Shi Youxuan finally walked gracefully downstairs.

Her thick, lush hair was tied into a casual ponytail at the back of her head, her face was lightly made up, and she wore a beige casual suit that was neither too formal nor disrespectful.

"Hello, Miss Wang, long time no see; you're still as beautiful as ever!" Shi Youxuan greeted Wang Bingbing with a smile.

Wang Bingbing immediately stood up from the sofa: "Hello, Mrs. Sheng, you are too kind; it's you who maintains yourself well—you're already a mother of two children, yet you still look like a young girl."

The two women hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Instead, it was Sheng Jiang who spoke to Shi Youxuan with an arrogant air: "What is wrong with you? I called you so many times just now, why did you only come downstairs now? Is this how you treat your elders? You have no upbringing at all..."

It was as if he could only display his dignity as an elder by lecturing his daughter-in-law in front of an outsider.

Shi Youxuan lowered her head and took the scolding meekly.

Seeing this, Sheng Jiang became even more energized, lecturing endlessly, as if he wanted to get back all the grievances he had suffered in his life right here.

Wang Bingbing advised: "President Sheng, please don't blame her because of me; if Chairman Sheng finds out, he might think I was the one who instigated it."

She said this in a way that seemed completely harmless.

On the surface, it sounded perfectly fine, but to Sheng Jiang's ears, it meant that Shi Youxuan would be the type to play the villain and complain first.

"It won't happen; with me backing you up, don't be afraid."

Sheng Jiang had called his son over a dozen times, but no one answered.

When he called the company, the Secretary said the Chairman was out and not there.

So he said to his daughter-in-law: "Go to the company and bring Hanyu back; this is too outrageous, he won't even answer my calls."

"Are you sure? You want me to go find him." Shi Youxuan sat on the sofa without moving, smiling sideways.

Sheng Jiang:...

"Housekeeper, Zhang Ma!"

He turned to call the housekeeper to go instead; he really wasn't sure about letting Shi Youxuan go—if Shi Youxuan went out, let alone finding someone, she probably wouldn't even come back herself.

The housekeeper came out and bluntly retorted: "Old Master, it's useless for me to go; let alone me going to find him, even if you went yourself, the Master wouldn't come back." She almost explicitly stated that the Master didn't like Wang Bingbing.

Seeing her husband going further and further, Wang Yinghao pulled him aside and warned: "That's enough, Xuanxuan has already been decent enough; don't go too far."

"Don't you worry about it; I just want to suppress her arrogance. She usually doesn't have a shred of reverence for me as her father-in-law."

Wang Yinghao:...

She wanted to say more, but her husband was impatient to listen: "Just stay out of it; from now on, just wait to have the final say with me in this house."

At the dining table, Sheng Jiang sat in his own seat, but he had Wang Bingbing sit in his son's seat.

"Isn't this inappropriate?" Wang Bingbing smiled charmingly. "I came to your home without sending a calling card to Miss Shi beforehand, which was already very impolite. Now, to sit in Miss Shi's place... it's not quite right."

Though she said it was inappropriate, she had actually already sat down.

For a guest to sit in the host's place is indeed inappropriate, but since it was the host who invited her, it was actually nothing.

If she had just sat down without saying anything, it would have been fine, but Wang Bingbing insisted on feigning humility with an explanation, leaving Shi Youxuan no choice but to respond.

"It's fine, our family doesn't stand on such ceremony. When my friends come over, they just sit wherever they like. Angel loves Hanyu's seat the most; every time Lady Qi brings her over, even if Hanyu is there, he has to give up his seat to her."

Wang Yinghao held back a laugh.

"Who is Angel?" The name sounded like it belonged to a beautiful woman, so Wang Bingbing didn't think much of it and asked instinctively.

"Lady Qi's dog."

Wang Bingbing:...

She gave a sheepish laugh: "Miss Shi really knows how to joke."

Shi Youxuan was very serious: "I'm not joking with you. Angel is indeed a dog; President Sheng has seen her before."

When Lady Qi came, Sheng Jiang had seen her from afar once.

Lady Qi had such an imposing air that he hadn't even dared to show his face, only catching a glimpse from a distance.

As for whether she had brought a dog, he hadn't paid attention!

He hadn't even dared to look at the person, let alone observe a dog.

Sheng Jiang's silence was equivalent to an admission, leaving Wang Bingbing very embarrassed and helpless; the smugness she had felt just moments ago upon sitting in that chair was completely gone, and she kept feeling as if there were uncleaned dog hairs on the seat.

She squirmed around in her seat, feeling extremely uneasy.

"What's wrong, Miss Wang? Are you feeling unwell?" Shi Youxuan asked with a smile.

"Ah, no—yes, I am feeling a bit unwell."

She was allergic to dog hair and felt as if small red bumps were already starting to break out on her body.

Wang Bingbing stood up to take her leave: "I'm sorry, President Sheng, I suddenly feel a bit unwell, so I must take my leave."