Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute

Chapter 114: Chapter 113: Then Who Else Do You Want to Be Involved With?

Shen Family old residence.

A table full of fine dishes and delicious flavors, champagne and fine wines, was missing just one person.

Shen Father and Shen Mother exchanged a glance before Shen Mother decided to speak first.

“Meili, it’s possible that Shen Han got held up with something at the company, don’t worry about it. Let’s eat first, no need to wait for him.”

Jiang Meili hid her displeasure well, her face all smiles, “Aunt, he’s just returned to the country and is busy with work, it’s really fine. It was thoughtless of me today, I should have asked him in advance. I came so abruptly and even troubled you both to host me, I’m truly sorry.”

“What are you talking about? We’re more than happy to have you here. Come, let’s eat. Later on, I’ll have a word with him for you. Honestly, work is important, but so is spending time with you,” said Shen Mother.

“No, no, men should prioritize their careers. I understand that. There will be other opportunities,” Jiang Meili said with a laugh.

Shen Father, listening on the side, nodded approvingly, “A man should indeed prioritize his career, Meili. Your uncle knows that you’re a good girl.”

“Thank you for your compliment, Uncle. I’m flattered,” Jiang Meili said, looking down, feigning shyness.

Her gentle, virtuous, and graceful demeanor deeply satisfied both Shen Father and Shen Mother.

The marriage alliance between the Jiang and Shen families was something they were eager to see happen.

Shen Father’s eyes flashed coldly as he ate his meal.

In the past few days, that boy Han had been behaving indecently in private, and rumours reached the ears of the head of the Shen Family. He couldn’t turn a blind eye.

He would need to remind his son later on.

Some women were okay for a fling, but bringing them home was out of the question.

What kind of household was the Shen Family, and what was the background of that orphan girl? The difference between them was vast as heaven and earth, and he couldn’t allow his son to make a foolish mistake.

Dinner proceeded with each of them lost in their own thoughts. On the surface, the old couple was entertained by Jiang Meili’s charms, laughing heartily, the atmosphere pleasant and harmonious.

Until the night sky was sprinkled with stars, Shen Han still had not returned. Jiang Meili couldn’t stay long, so she took her leave.

After the car left the Shen Family old residence, inside the vehicle, the smile on Jiang Meili’s face vanished in an instant.

In its place was a rage so thick it couldn’t be dissolved.

Su Shu, well played.

Just you wait!

…

“Mr. Shen, this is my house!”

Su Shu stood between the living room and the bedroom when she heard Shen Han’s words, she immediately exploded in anger.

Shen Han, as if deaf to her outburst, casually tossed his coat on the sofa, loosened his sleeves, and rolled them up.

He opened the fridge, took out a bottle of juice, closed the door behind him, found a glass, and poured half a cup of juice.

He walked over and offered it to her, then finally spoke, “You’ve just woken up, you must be parched. Want some?”

Smack!

Su Shu’s right hand forcefully pushed away the offer, the half cup of juice spilled onto the ground, the glass shattering to pieces.

“Shen Han! I’ve said this, this is my home! I’m already here, please leave!”

Shen Han, tall and imposing, towered over Su Shu, reaching only up to his shoulders. His good intentions rejected, his brow furrowed slightly, unaccustomed to her speaking to him this way.

“I saved you, and I won’t let you get into trouble again. There is no one by your side; I’ll take care of you.”

Su Shu turned around, pushed the front door open with force, and pointed outside, “Thanks for your kind intentions, Mr. Shen. I’m fine, and I don’t need you to lower yourself to take care of me. If you really do mean well, please have my niece Xiao’ai returned to me!”

Shen Han replied in a deep voice, “You’re sick, and she’s still young. Wait a few more days, and I will have her returned to you. Don’t worry, I’ve arranged for someone to take good care of her.”

Su Shu was furious, shouting, “You’re the one who’s sick! She’s my niece, mine! What do you mean by keeping her? What’s your relation to her, anyway!”

What relation did he have to her?

The man’s gaze turned dark in an instant, he stepped forward briskly, slammed the door shut, and pushed Su Shu against the wall.

Bending down, nose to nose, his voice wrapped in ice.

“No relation? Then with whom do you want to have one, hm?”