Shen Yaoyao was shocked, "Mom? Why did you hit me?"
"If I don't hit you, who should I hit?" Chen Xiang said hatefully, "What did those people just say?"
Shen Yaoyao's expression flickered, "I, I don't know either."
Seeing her like this, how could Chen Xiang not understand? Thinking of her daughter returning from Ruisi Group in a daze, she suddenly realized she might have overlooked something.
"Did you lead these people here?"
"I, I didn't..."
Seeing that she still wasn't telling the truth, Chen Xiang finally lost her patience. She slapped her again, making Shen Yaoyao's ears ring. It took a while for her to recover before being subjected to a barrage of blows.
There was also Chen Xiang's out-of-control questioning: "I am your mother! How could you do this to me? You unfilial daughter, you beast!"
Even without losing her virginity, for Chen Xiang, who had been pampered and cherished by Shen Zhizhong for so many years, it was already an immense humiliation.
Shen Yaoyao endured at first, trying to explain. But as the pain intensified, she knew Chen Xiang wouldn't listen. She started to block, and at some point, she was struck with anger and fought back.
Chen Xiang, shocked, struck even harder.
The mother and daughter brawled without regard for their image, stunning the surrounding servants.
They had no idea that this scene was being turned into a video on a computer and played before Shen Qingqing like a movie. She watched with great interest.
"Chen Xiang is usually so gentle, I didn't realize she was so fierce."
With one claw, Shen Yaoyao's face was disfigured.
"Is it that good to watch?" Fu Jingshu frowned, looking at the two women on the screen who had completely lost their composure. These were the two women who had captured all of Shen Qingqing's attention.
Shen Qingqing glanced at him, "Of course it's good to watch. These two fighting is much more entertaining than any TV drama."
Who would have thought that these two, mother and daughter, would one day turn against each other?
Fu Jingshu placed his hand on her shoulder, forcing her to look at him. Contrasting his forceful action was his voice, deep and gentle, "Chen Chen hasn't seen you for several days."
"So?"
"Go see him."
Shen Qingqing hummed, "Am I going to see him, or am I going to see you?"
Fu Jingshu pursed his lips, unable to suppress a smile, "It's fine if you see him or me, whatever you like."
"Saying that makes me feel a little flattered."
Fu Jingshu took her hand, "Shall we go?"
Shen Qingqing pretended to consider for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Let's go."
Fu Jingshu's expression remained unchanged, but the aura around him visibly brightened. "I'll tell Chen Chen tonight when we get back."
"Then I'll have to go back and tell my son too."
Shen Qingqing was still a bit worried. If this child knew he was going to see his brother, she didn't know how he would react. He might even ask to go with her.
As it turned out, her concerns were valid.
That evening, Shen Qingqing told the two children about it when she got home.
Xingyao was fine. Since Mommy didn't mention taking her, she didn't ask. She even instructed like a little adult, "Mommy, drive carefully on the road and come back early."
"Good child." Shen Qingqing rewarded her with a head pat.
Xingyao pouted her small lips and smiled with satisfaction.
Shen Jinxi, however, was a little unhappy. He knew that since Mommy hadn't mentioned taking him, she didn't plan to, but he missed Chen Chen a little.
"Mommy, are you and the cheap daddy together?"
"...Yes."
Shen Qingqing was indeed taken aback, but she still chose to tell the truth to the child. After all, this child was too smart, and she wouldn't be able to hide it.
Shen Jinxi sat up straight, his hands placed on his knees, his small face full of seriousness. "Then, since you've decided to be together, why can't you take me to see Brother Chen Chen?"
Was he not allowed to see his cheap daddy yet?
Shen Qingqing immediately guessed her son's thoughts. She grabbed the little guy by the armpits and held him in her arms, saying softly, "It's not that you can't see him, it's just not suitable to meet him for now."
Shen Jinxi lowered his head silently.
He understood the reasoning, and he knew that Mommy must have her reasons for doing this, but he still felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but overthink. He even felt that Mommy might not want to take him to the Fu family.
"Don't overthink it!" Shen Qingqing saw what her son was thinking at a glance, and squeezed his small hand. "Things are a bit complicated right now, and I don't know how to explain it to you. Just know one thing: in my heart, you are always the most important and unique."
"Really?"
Shen Jinxi's dark eyes shone even brighter.
"Of course, don't you trust Mommy anymore?"
As soon as Shen Qingqing showed a hint of disappointment, Shen Jinxi immediately couldn't take it. He quickly held her hand and said in a milky voice:
"No way, I trust Mommy the most!"
Shen Qingqing hugged him. "I knew it, our Xi Xi is always the most obedient and sensible child."
Shen Jinxi blushed a little from the praise. He really wanted to go see Chen Chen, but he also understood Mommy's words, so he very sensibly said, "Okay! Mommy, you go, I'll stay home and guard the house!"
Shen Qingqing had intended to do just that. But seeing her son clearly wanting to go, yet pretending to be sensible and indifferent, made her heart ache.
She stroked Shen Jinxi's head, saying nothing, but made a decision in her heart.
The next morning, Shen Jinxi woke up early and saw his sister off to kindergarten. He had the day off today, so he ran to Mommy's room.
He was shocked when he pushed open the door.
There was a clothes rack in the room, and hanging on it were all girls' clothes. Lace princess dresses, with over 10 different colors.
Shen Jinxi took a shallow breath, "What is this for? Didn't we just buy clothes for my sister? She has so many clothes she can't even wear them all."
"These are not for your sister."
Shen Qingqing smiled, her hands behind her back. "This is essential equipment for you to go see Chen Chen with me."
"What do you mean?"
Shen Jinxi instantly had a bad premonition.
Shen Qingqing smiled slightly. King walked out of the changing room and easily lifted Shen Jinxi up, looking him up and down.
"Not bad. Judging by this small frame, the size of the dresses I brought should be just right."
"For, for me to wear?" Shen Jinxi's eyes widened.
"I want to take you to see Chen Chen, so of course, it's for you to wear." Shen Qingqing seriously went to the clothes rack to pick out a princess dress, finally choosing a pink one. "I think this one is good, it matches my son."
Shen Jinxi made a sad face, "Can I not go?"
Shen Qingqing smiled slightly, "No."
"Ah!"
Shen Jinxi cried with a mournful face, utterly despairing.
When it came to makeup skills, King's skills were absolutely not exaggerated. After his series of operations, when Shen Jinxi stood in front of the mirror, he didn't recognize himself.