Chapter 17 How did she get here all these years?
It wasn't until dinner in the evening that the old lady woke up. Shen Manzhi helped the old lady go downstairs. The living room was very lively.
Shen Duanwen and Xie Yulan were both back. They had a chat with the future son-in-law of the Qin family's young master, and Shen Luo was also accompanying them.
The negotiation was so lively that it seemed like Shen Luo was Qin Yanfeng's fiancée.
Shen Manzhi looked at the joy that was about to overflow from Shen Luo's face, and then looked at Father Shen who was talking enthusiastically.
Seeing the old lady coming down, Shen Luo stood up and came over to help the old lady walk to the other side towards the sofa.
Shen Manzhi let go of his hand calmly, turned around and sat next to Qin Yanfeng. She was never an upright lady like Shen Luo, so she always sat in a casual and lazy posture, leaning on the back cushion of the sofa, in the same posture as the man next to her. same.
There was a cup of tea in front of Qin Yanfeng, and the fine Jin Junmei had turned into a cup of cold tea.
The porcelain white cup rim is printed with a very light touch of red.
Shen Manzhi looked at it for a long time, then looked sideways at the man next to him.
Qin Yanfeng noticed the look in the woman's eyes and followed her gaze to the cup of tea in front of him. The index finger of the hand resting on his lap was slightly bent.
He said with a straight face, "Isn't it prepared for me?"
Shen Manzhi was silent for a moment, then opened his lips slightly, "...you drank?"
He spoke softly and answered seriously, "If I didn't have that lipstick, I might have drank it."
The two of them sat close to each other and talked in a very low voice. To others, it seemed like they were talking privately.
Shen Luo bent slightly to pick up a grape, peeling it off slowly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the last scene in her eyes was the two people on the sofa opposite, looking at each other with each other's eyes.
Xie Yulan caught a glimpse of her daughter's movements and naturally knew what she was thinking, her eyebrows showing a trace of displeasure.
The old lady saw the two young men whispering and coughed lightly, "You will have your wedding in half a month. Manzhi will go to Yuanjin Mountain tomorrow morning and take Mr. Qin with him."
Qin Yanfeng had been away from Huaicheng for so many years and had little impression of Yuanjin Mountain. However, seeing that Shen Manzhi did not refuse, he did not say anything more.
But when he drove over to pick her up the next day, he saw a hint of surprise in the woman's eyes, and then heard her say with a little disgust, "Why are you here again?"
Qin Yanfeng looked at the serious old lady standing in the living room with a cane. He only learned that Yuanjin Mountain is a cemetery in Sophora City when he went home last night, and Shen Manzhi's biological mother was buried there.
There was a hint of nonchalance in the corner of the man's eyes, and his tone was very soft, "Let's meet the parents."
……
Shen Manzhi was provoked by the man's careless words and rarely kept silent.
But Shen Manzhi didn't let him go up. She asked him to go first without waiting for her.
The car stopped on the side of the empty road. Qin Yanfeng lowered half of the car window and rested his wrist on it. He didn't even think about getting in.
The fragrance of the woman was still lingering in the car. He opened the storage box and took out a pack of cigarettes, opening them with his eyes lowered. The smell of nicotine gradually replaced the lingering smell of the woman.
He only took a few puffs before finishing it, turning the steering wheel and leaving with a nonchalant expression.
Shen Manzhi bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on the road, walked to the cemetery along the way, and stopped in front of a tombstone. The eight-inch black and white photo showed a very beautiful young woman, with gentle and delicate eyes and eyebrows, and the temperament of a well-educated lady.
Shen Manzhi never spoke provocative words, so he sat quietly leaning against the tombstone for a while, choosing some recent events to talk about in a somewhat dull manner. His voice was soft, and the look between his eyebrows was gently caressed by the morning mountain breeze.
After Qin Yanfeng left the Shen family last night, she went back to her room and took the "Equity Transfer Letter" she brought from Jingwei to Shen Duan's library.
The Shen family's company has been in some trouble recently. It has encountered malicious overseas competitors and the company's stock has been swinging. As a result, some small shareholders' shares were easily acquired at high prices. This originally did not pose a threat to Chairman Shen Duanwen. After all, he is the largest shareholder. shareholders.
However, what he holds in his hand includes of the shares of Shen Manzhi and his first wife.
Once Shen Manzhi takes back her shares, he will only hold of the shares.
"Do you know what of the shares means?"
Shen Duanwen looked at the lazy and casual person on the sofa with calm eyes, but his light words revealed his scars.
The corner of Shen Manzhi's mouth was slightly raised, and his voice was extremely calm. It didn't look like he was in a tense situation between the two of them. "It means that the company has the right to decide everything, and I can be on an equal footing with you."
"Bastard!" Shen Duanwen said angrily, probably because he didn't expect that Shen Manzhi would take back her share of the equity in his hands at this time.
"Do you think the current situation of the company is child's play? Your shares are naturally in your name, and I won't touch them one bit."
Shen Manzhi lowered his eyes and smiled elegantly, "I also have my mother's share."
When Mr. Shen distributed his inheritance, Shen Manzhi and the Shen family's first wife Zhan Yunqing, Shen Manzhi's mother, each held .
After Zhan Yunqing gave birth to her daughter, she made a legally effective agreement. After Shen Manzhi turned 25, the shares in her hands were transferred to Shen Duanwen. Before Shen Manzhi turned 25, the shares in her hands belonged to Shen Manzhi.
Shen Duanwen knew about this decision that Zhan Yunqing had made and had no objection. After all, no one knew that Mrs. Shen would have an accident two years later and Shen Duanwen would reorganize his family.
This "equity transfer letter" is undoubtedly Shen Manzhi's last guarantee before she is 25 years old, and it is the last strength that Zhan Yunqing gave her to support her.
After the age of 25, if she has not gradually expanded her wings, she is asking for trouble.
Shen Manzhi looked a little colder and looked up at the man a few steps away.
Her tone was gentle, but tinged with coldness, "Do you think I really care about this equity? When I was young, I was not cared about. When I grew up, I was forced into an arranged marriage for no reason. It was really too much. "
Shen Duanwen knew that what she said was reasonable, but after all, time passed and he ultimately favored Xie Yulan and her daughter. He did not pay much attention to the eldest daughter in the future.
The man said with a sullen face, "Look at how much shame your reputation has brought to the Shen family over the years? The Qin family agreed to let you pass, and Qin Yanfeng is not an old man and a cripple, so you still don't know what's good for you?"
"Did I ruin my reputation?"
Shen Manzhi looked directly at the middle-aged man with a sharp gaze, his eyes were already gray, and every word he said was engraved in Shen Duanwen's heart.
"Did I learn how to find someone to abduct Shen Luo at the age of eight, or did I direct and act at the age of 12 and kidnap and frame Xie Yulan on my own?
Was it that I learned to stay up late at night at the age of 13, or was it that I suffered school violence but was said to be a drag on Shen Luo? "
Shen Manzhi stood up slowly, his voice was calm, and the less ups and downs he had, the more frightening he was, "How do you think I survived in the next few years? I skipped school, got into fights, hung out in nightclubs, my reputation was ruined..."
"Shut up..." Shen Duanwen's face turned red, not knowing whether he had touched a sore spot.
When she said this, she suddenly smiled, almost gently, "If you check each of these carefully, will I slander anyone?
Every time something like this happens, you are either on a business trip, or you just listen to the words of Xie Yulan and her daughter, and never care about what I say. "
She seemed to be talking about someone else's business, "You always say the same thing every time, this kid, it's so disappointing."
I'm so disappointed that I don't care about her anymore.
So, she didn't bother to say anything.
"Shen Manzhi!" The man who has dominated the shopping mall for many years yelled angrily, but there was no follow-up.
She looked at the man with sharp eyes, "But shouldn't it be you as the father who is really disappointing?"
"..."
Shen Duanwen's eyes were slightly stunned, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar daughter in front of him, and he didn't know if he was more angry or maybe he doesn't feel guilty at all.
The second year after his wife left, Xie Yulan followed him back to Shen's house. Shen Manzhi was only three years old at that time. He gave full authority to the child to Xie Yulan, and Shen Luo was born the next year.
In the beginning, Xie Yulan took the two children to play. Shen Luo was almost kidnapped and trafficked. Her sister did not pay attention to take care of her. He used family methods. Shen Manzhi nursed the injury for three months. She was only eight years old that year.
Later, when he came back from a business trip, he only heard from Xie Yulan that Shen Manzhi had been kidnapped by human traffickers and came back. He just asked a few more questions about his daughter's health, thinking that it would be fine if she came back. He didn't mention a word about what happened to her.
Slowly, Xie Yulan would tell him that Shen Manzhi stayed up all night and fooled around while he was away. She had tried to teach her several times but she didn't listen. Shen Duanwen began to favor Shen Luo, who was obedient, quiet, studying, and had excellent grades.
Later, due to fights and nightclubs, the reputation of the eldest daughter of the Shen family was ruined. He often heard colleagues in the business world scorning the Shen family and doubting his ability as the head of the Shen family. He began to dislike this daughter.
On the contrary, the beautiful, dignified and well-educated Shen Luo became the apple of his eye and began to walk towards the No. 1 Yuan in Huaicheng. In contrast, he did not want to care about Shen Manzhi.
So he didn't see that Shen Manzhi's desire for family affection was annihilated time and time again.
Shen Duanwen closed his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, and said almost earnestly, "These are not the reasons why you are like this...
The Shen family is not a small civilian family. There are many people outside watching the Shen family fall. As the eldest lady of the Shen family, you have to bear some things." He relaxed his tone and said as gently as possible, "The marriage between the two families cannot be better for you. , that young talent of the Qin family, the Qin family is also willing to accept you, so they hastily arranged this marriage. You have half a month to get married, so you should be sensible and take the overall situation into consideration. "
Shen Manzhi watched him quietly after saying this. How could she expect Shen Duanwen to be soft-hearted.
"Well, considering the overall situation, Qin and Chen's family are connected, do you regard my marriage as a stepping stone for Shen Luo's marriage? For the next son-in-law, do you want the most favored uncle in the Qin family, or the hidden man in the capital? The world's most powerful prince, the Huo family?"
"..."
She never bothered to expose the little tricks played by Xie Yulan and her daughter. She could see through their purpose at a glance. Shen Duanwen didn't refute. I'm afraid even saying more was just to cover up.
"Do you really think Shen Luo can afford it?"
Shen Duanwen interrupted her, "She is not you. She has never worried us over the years."
Shen Manzhi suddenly looked at him, his expression hard to distinguish, but upon closer inspection there was still a hint of disbelief. Just because they were different, they were treated differently.
She lowered her eyes and curled her lips as if she didn't care, and spoke lazily, returning to her dandy look, "Then try to see if I can make Shen Luo do what you want."
Shen Duanwen glared angrily. Shen Manzhi had been hanging around outside all these years. If he really did something, it was hard to say. He only asked, "What do you want?"
"Let Xie Yulan go to the Qin family in person to break off the engagement." Shen Manzhi put forward the first condition.
How she had begged for the marriage in the first place, but now she was giving it back with a look of shame.
Shen Duanwen was quiet for a moment with calm eyes, "It's not okay to break off the engagement. The Qin family is a big family after all. They are willing to have you, but they have also endured the rumors from the outside world. If you break off the engagement suddenly, the Qin family will definitely not be willing to. If the two families become enemies, the gains outweigh the losses."
Shen Manzhi was about to laugh out loud, "Who asked me to marry the young master of the Qin family? They are said to be a good match with complementary personalities. Now you know the pros and cons?"
Shen Manzhi nodded as if he understood, "I think Shen Luo likes that young master very much. If we can facilitate their marriage, you will not only temporarily save of your shares in the Shen family, but also please the Qin family. You will kill two birds with one stone. Do you think?" Woolen cloth?"
As if being told what he was thinking, Shen Duanwen's eyes dodge.
Shen Luo's attitude toward Qin Yanfeng today was indeed very cordial and friendly. Not only Xie Yulan saw it, he also noticed it to some extent, but...
Just as Shen Manzhi said, the person Shen Luo will marry in the future should not be the most unpopular grandson of the Qin family. The road they paved for Shen Luo is the daughter-in-law of the heir to a wealthy family.
And Shen Manzhi's purpose was not only to declare his purpose, but also to destroy the road they paved for Shen Luo.
Give up part of the company's power, or give up Shen Luo's path of connecting with the powerful.
Shen Duanwen didn't reply, his face was downcast, and he didn't even raise his head to look at her. He didn't know whether he didn't dare to look directly at her, or he didn't want to look at her at all.
Before she left, she clicked on the white paper "Equity Transfer Agreement" placed on Shen Duanwen's desk, and said in a gentle tone, "Either we cancel the engagement, or I get back the shares that belong to my mother and I. Next Wednesday, I will go Attend shareholder meetings.”
The wind on the hill was blowing slowly. When I came out of Shen Duan's study room that day, instead of feeling the joy of winning the negotiation, I felt desolate and tired, and everything I saw was disappointment.
There is no next time, and there will never be a next time.
Shen Manzhi retracted his thoughts, stood up slowly, bent down and stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the beautiful young woman in the photo with his fingertips.
"Zhan Meiren, I miss you a little."
The woman's voice was very shallow, blown away by the wind, and even the final note was low and blurry.
Kyoto.
The Jing Family Courtyard, which retains its traditional patina, is designed in the style of a Suzhou garden. From the front hall to the back hall, there are countless winding paths and green bamboo leaves that sway in the wind, creating a gentle and melodious rustling sound.
At the end of the covered bridge in the small courtyard is a clear spring with sparkling waves and the sound of green bamboo.
There is a rosewood table on the covered bridge, and a pinch of incense is placed in the white jade incense burner. The young woman wears an indigo cheongsam with lace trim, which is half-slit, revealing her long white legs and delicate ankles set off by black stilettos.
A white cat with soft fur was curled up in the woman's arms. It was so comfortable that it half-closed its eyes. Its tail swept the attractive curves outlined by the woman's waist.
Wei Song stood in the small courtyard, looking at the slender back at the end of the covered bridge and the half of the man's tail that was wagging lazily from his waist, and squinted his eyes slightly.
A wealthy family like the Jing family would like to marry each other, and they would not be able to compete with the young master of the Wei family.
Half a month ago, Wei Song was supposed to meet Miss Jing's family, but he was too lazy to , the Jing family hosted a banquet. He was forcibly pulled over by the old man. He listened to a group of young and middle-aged people talking about the marriage of younger generations. He casually found an excuse to leave temporarily on the way.
The Jing Family Courtyard was very winding, so he walked casually to a small courtyard without anyone leading him. It was filled with green bamboos and the sound of the wind was like a low tone of wind chimes. He raised his eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of the back of the covered bridge and the pavilion. A beautiful woman, extremely lazy and attractive.
After returning from the backyard, several elders in the main hall were still talking about the two juniors. If it were not to make up for the rudeness of not meeting the eldest lady of the Jing family half a month ago, he would not have come here.
The eldest daughter of the Jing family, Jing Fuxiang, is truly talented and beautiful, beautiful and smart, and is a child of an aristocratic family.
However, I didn’t arrive today because I missed my flight.
The heroine didn't arrive until dinner time. The Jing family knew that they didn't entertain them well. Mr. Jing quietly glanced at the Jing family members present, tilted his head and asked the butler beside him in a deep voice, "Where is Jing Mo?"
"The second young lady is in the backyard. She was just invited."
Mr. Jing responded and asked everyone to come to the table with a gentle smile.
There are ancient trees planted in the front yard of the main hall, a clear spring pool, and a beautiful figure is walking slowly on the bluestone path, followed by a white cat with different eyes and a proud pace.
The young woman has long black hair tied up with a silver hairpin, and the tassels of the green hairpin hang down, swaying as she moves. The close-fitting cheongsam outlines the woman's slender and beautiful figure.
Mr. Jing sat on the seat and naturally saw her first, beckoning, "Jing Mo, come here quickly."
Everyone looked at her one by one, and saw that the woman had fair skin, clear eyes, and a charming appearance.
Wei Song opened his eyes and saw a woman a few steps away from him, she was beautiful and sultry.
He remembered that he went to Huaicheng a few days ago and saw Zhou Mi greeting a woman with excellent temperament. He asked a few more questions and found out that she was from the Jing family. She turned out to be the second young lady of the Jing family.
Not the person he was married to.
Mr. Jing thought that the young people could have something to talk about, so he called Jing Mo to his side and introduced to the young master of the Wei family, "This is Sister Fuxiang, Jing Mo. I really didn't entertain you well today. My daughter didn't come back in time, which delayed the business." , I also ask Master Wei to be considerate and ask Jingmo to accompany you in the afternoon to talk about Fuxiang. The two sisters have the best relationship..."
Wei Song didn't listen much, he just looked at the woman's beautiful eyebrows with a hint of desolation, and then whispered "Master Wei" in a neither humble nor condescending voice.
The man moved his lower lip slightly, slightly relaxing the discomfort in his body.
(End of this chapter)