Chapter 59 - 59: Madman! Get Lost
Chapter 59: Madman! Get Lost
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Shen Wan didn’t feel any guilt. She met his gaze calmly and stated, “As I’ve mentioned before, if you wish to interrogate me, it should be done by Dad and Grandpa. It’s not your place.”
To hell with your “not your place”!
The man’s face filled with anger, a barely perceptible glint of ferocity passing through his eyes. “Shen Wan, don’t push me to anger.”
“Whatever you say,” she replied, her tone weary, and her eyes held an unmistakable sense of disappointment.
Why should she be disappointed?!
Why did she have any right to be disappointed?
In his rage, Shen Qian used his hands to grip her slender shoulders. Her frame was delicate, fragile, almost entirely composed of bones.
His heart pounded fiercely.
Shen Wan’s face turned pale, yet she stared defiantly at him. Her dark eyes welled up with tears, but she kept them locked behind her eyes, refusing to let them fall.
Even at this moment, she refused to yield or show any vulnerability in front of him. A person only assumes a defensive stance like this when dealing with an adversary, just like Shen Wan’s current view of Shen Qian.
She regarded him as an enemy.
This realization ignited an unnamed anger in Shen Qian. “So, you’re so eager to show up at the birthday banquet and announce your identity as Shen Third Lady?”
“Yes, 1 want everyone to know me, to accept me. I want to have my own circle of friends like my older sisters. Is that too much to ask? Or do you believe that 1 should have been locked in a cage from birth, forever a canary for people’s amusement?” Shen Wan tugged at her lip, her shoulders in pain and her face pale, beads of sweat forming on her nose. Yet her eyes shone with astonishing determination. “I wish you could understand my feelings. Yes, you do understand, but you dismiss them, even thinking my ambitions are too grand, my desire for something I shouldn’t have.
I guess you’re silently sneering in your heart: ‘That illegitimate daughter wants recognition? How delusional, a foolish dreamer’!”
Shen Qian’s thoughts were exposed by her, and he neither denied nor felt embarrassed. However, the grip on her shoulders tightened steadily. “Is it because I didn’t take you with me that you’re venting your frustration in this manner?”
The man’s intense gaze scanned her face, and she tried to maintain her composure despite the pain. Eventually, his eyes shifted downward, settling on the red hooded sweatshirt, unmistakably belonging to a man.
Staying out all night and returning home wearing a man’s clothes, even a fool could guess what had happened. Shen Qian sneered, “You’re shameless.”
Shen Wan smirked, her eyes showing complete indifference as if she wouldn’t be bothered even if the world crumbled. “Maybe, from the moment an illegitimate daughter is born, she bears the original sin. If you want to curse me, feel free to do so.”
Her reckless defiance didn’t quench the man’s anger but rather fueled it further.
“Speak up! Who were you with last night? What did you do?! Where are your original clothes?!”
Shen Wan stared at him coldly, as if she were observing a clown.
“Speak up! Open your mouth!” He roared while violently shaking her. In his dark eyes, a violent hurricane of rage was brewing.
Crash!
A potted plant fell to the ground, shattered into pieces.
Shen Wan’s fingertips turned white, and her whole body trembled. “Madman! Get away!” She used her head to forcefully strike the man’s chest. Shen Qian didn’t expect this move, and he lost his balance, stumbling backward. But he forgot, they were on the stairs.
Before rolling down, his iron-like grip finally released Shen Wan.
Only hearing a series of heavy grunts, the man was already sprawled on the floor in a sorry state. Without further hesitation, Shen Wan turned and sprinted down the remaining stairs, returning to her room, and slammed the door shut, locking it.
She crossed her hands and pulled the hooded sweatshirt up from the hem to her head, removing it. The imprints of his fingers were left on the broad shoulders.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Shen Wan examined herself. In that moment, she genuinely felt like she was falling apart.
She raised her hand and gently touched her skin. “Ouch!”
As she looked at her youthful and beautiful body in the mirror, Shen Wan tightly pursed her lips. Dark emotions churned in her eyes, and after a long while, she uttered, “Beast.”
For lunch, she didn’t go downstairs to eat, and for dinner, she had the servants bring the food directly to her room. As for how the Shen family would react to her behavior, Shen Wan had no extra mental capacity to consider that at the moment. She had her hands full.
Because this unruly body, after experiencing a hangover and a heated argument, was now running a fever.
37.5 degrees Celsius.
Shen Wan sighed deeply as she threw the thermometer aside and sat on the bed. She had been careful with her diet and exercise, but it turned out she was still quite fragile. She dejectedly sank into the covers, blaming it all on Shen Qian, that lunatic!
However, as she calmed down, she realized that his anger had clearly been influenced by her. Compared to the Young Master Shen from her previous life, who was as cold as ice, the current him seemed more susceptible to being provoked.
A person with emotions had weaknesses.
Shen Wan’s spirits lifted suddenly. It appeared that her recent efforts had not been in vain. At least, she had learned how to effectively and maliciously provoke that man’s anger. As for the consequences…
She didn’t want to think about it for now. A good night’s sleep first!
The next morning, Shen Wan held the thermometer up to the sunlight, examining the mercury column. It read 37 degrees, and her fever had subsided. She breathed a sigh of relief but then realized her throat was sore, and she started coughing around noon.
She went downstairs and flagged down a servant. Her voice was hoarse. “Is there any cold medicine?”
“Third Lady, are you feeling unwell?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to call the family doctor? I can make the call…”
“I said I just need cold medicine,” she impatiently interrupted.
The servant nodded and swallowed nervously. “Alright, I’ll find it for you.”
Shen Wan returned to her room, feeling utterly exhausted and weak all over. She just wanted to lie on the bed like a lifeless body. About fifteen minutes later, the door was pushed open. She thought it was a servant delivering the medicine and weakly said, “Just leave it on the table.”
However, the person didn’t leave and walked straight to the bedside.
“I told you to put it…” Her words abruptly stopped as she looked cautiously at the tall figure standing by the bed.
Shen Qian had noticed that in just one day, she seemed to have grown even thinner. Her already slender cheeks had sunken further, her lips devoid of color, but it made her dark eyes appear even more intense, especially when she focused on someone. They resembled a pair of exquisite obsidian stones.
So brilliant, so bright.
“Are you this afraid of me?” He could clearly see the caution in her eyes, and a complex feeling surged in his heart, inexplicably stinging and bittersweet.
Shen Wan lowered her gaze, uncertain of his intentions, so she chose to wait and see. “Is there something you need?”
“Are you feeling unwell?” The man sat down at the edge of the bed and reached out to check her temperature.
Shen Wan turned her head to avoid his touch.
His hand froze in mid-air, and an awkward silence filled the room.
“I’ve already called the doctor. Just bear with it for now,” he said softly. Then, he sighed, “Yesterday, 1 lost my temper and yelled at you.”
Shen Wan kept her eyes down and remained silent.
“I fell down the stairs because of you, and my back still hurts. Can we put this behind us now?”
Silence lingered in the room.
With her head lowered, Shen Wan appeared to be a forlorn and wounded young girl. But only she knew the turmoil raging inside her.
Shen Qian was apologizing to her?
Her initial reaction wasn’t happiness but rather alarm bells ringing loudly!
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