Chapter 19: The Fake Heiress of the Wealthy Family (Part 19)

Shen Yu’s voice was somewhat hoarse. These words coming from her mouth sounded like the devil’s whisper, bewitching people’s minds.

Feng Jian slightly turned her head. Her expressionless face and vacant gaze made her look particularly wooden.

Feng Jian uttered two short words. “Kiss?” It sounded more like she was talking to herself than asking a question.

Shen Yu hooked the corner of her lips, gazing at the cigarette burning between her fingers. “Yes, a kiss.”

“Shen Ke has no support right now. For someone like Shen Yi, confining her would be a piece of cake.”

“You know, you’re part of the Shen Family now. If you make a little effort, you can kiss Shen Ke too—and do it with her.”

“But for now, she probably can only do these things with other people.”

“After all, she’s so cute. You’re not the only one who wants her.”

Shen Yu’s words pierced into her brain like fine needles. A hint of anxiety appeared on Feng Jian’s face.

“Shen Ke cannot, cannot be with other people.”

In the past, she had felt that simply staying by Shen Ke’s side was already the greatest fortune, since she was nothing more than a rat in the gutter.

But now, her desires grew stronger. She not only wanted to stay by Shen Ke’s side but also to possess everything that belonged to Shen Ke.

If Shen Ke ended up with someone else, she would go insane.

Shen Yu chuckled softly. “What I told you last time still stands.”

Feng Jian pursed her lips and lowered her head, staring at the tips of her shoes. In a low voice, she asked, “Why.”

“Help me.”

No refusal. Shen Yu knew the fish was hooked. She narrowed her eyes, tossed the burned-out cigarette into the trash can, and said airily, “Because I like watching the drama.” Only she knew how much truth there was in those words.

Shen Yu’s smile turned playful. “Your god is nothing more than someone else’s plaything.”

“Don’t think of Shen Ke as too noble.”

“Without the Shen Family, she’s nothing.”

Shen Yu recalled Feng Jian’s response from back then, and her expression grew even more meaningful.

‘I don’t need to. I won’t be with her.’

It had been a very firm answer. But if loving someone involved no desire, it was merely simple admiration.

The essence of love was possession, plundering, the pathological urge to trap that person by your side no matter what.

No one who truly loved another wouldn’t want to be with them.

At that point, Shen Yu stopped speaking. She looked at the silent Feng Jian without urging her. She had plenty of time to pit Feng Jian against Shen Yi.

Time trickled away bit by bit. Feng Jian slowly raised her head. The emotions in her narrow black eyes were incomprehensible even to Shen Yu. She arched a brow, expecting Feng Jian to continue on the topic of Shen Ke. Instead, Feng Jian asked, “Why you.”

“Follow me here.”

She spoke slowly but clearly. Meeting Feng Jian’s black eyes, Shen Yu smiled brightly. “Because my darling little sister just got out of the hospital. As her big sister, I have to take good care of her.”

Feng Jian blinked, glancing across the street. In a low voice, she said, “Lying.”

“You also want… Shen Ke?”

Feng Jian’s words wiped the smile from Shen Yu’s face. “The reason I followed doesn’t matter, does it?”

“And don’t get the wrong idea. I find lesbians disgusting. Don’t act like your Shen Ke is some heartthrob.”

In truth, she didn’t even know why she had followed.

She was probably just bored.

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“How many days has it been today?”

The assistant set down the coffee, knowing exactly what Shen Yi meant. In a low voice, she replied, “Boss, it’s the fifth day.”

Shen Yi was signing documents. She finished the last one, scribbled her name, and handed the file to the assistant.

Her index finger then tapped lightly on the desk.

“Fifth day already. Little Ke is tougher than I imagined.”

The assistant took the file without a word. She had followed Shen Yi for years—not intimately, but enough to pick up on her minor moods.

A finger tapping the desk meant contemplation. Continuous tapping meant irritation.

Her boss always kept a frosty face, making it hard to read her emotions, so the assistant observed her little habits instead.

Being an assistant to a big company boss required top-notch skills, perceptiveness, and emotional intelligence.

That comment paired with the gesture meant her boss was irritated that Miss Shen Ke hadn’t come looking for her.

No need for the assistant to say anything now. Her boss would sort it out herself.

Lately, the boss had been unusually fixated on Miss Shen Ke.

It had been four years since the assistant started working for Shen Yi, but she’d always seen her as serious and rational, work always coming first.

She wasn’t particularly close to her parents or her two younger sisters.

Nor did she have any of the little vices other bosses indulged in.

Like keeping a few lovers—her private life was spotlessly clean.

That all changed with the recent Shen Family true-or-fake heiress scandal. Shen Yi had her dispatch people to monitor Miss Shen Ke.

She even blew off work to chase her down at the racetrack.

Those events shocked the assistant plenty, but nothing topped that night—when her boss planted a kiss on Miss Shen Ke’s face. Through the rearview mirror, she’d caught Shen Yi’s gaze.

That look held no sisterly affection.

Possessiveness had practically overflowed.

The scandal had only just broken, and her boss was already acting like this. The assistant could only sigh that the elite circle was truly chaotic.

“What’s on the schedule this afternoon?”

Shen Yi’s voice snapped the assistant back. She replied crisply, “Two o’clock at Heng’an Technology…”

“…Six o’clock meeting with Boss Jintai.” She recited the full afternoon lineup smoothly, giving no hint she’d zoned out. A big company assistant had to have lightning reflexes too.

Shen Yi lifted her thin eyelids, her pale lips parting slightly. “Cancel everything after four.”

The assistant adjusted her glasses. “Got it, boss.” She understood—time to go find her.

Even Shen Yi hadn’t anticipated it. Compared to Shen Ke, she was the first to crack.

The city lights glittered brilliantly at night, proclaiming its prosperity.

Shen Ke wore Shi Xu’s work uniform, watching her curiously.

Shi Xu had crawled completely under the car.

Shi Dad chuckled nearby. “Don’t underestimate my little Xu just because she’s young. She’s been clutching a wrench since she was three—over a decade of car repair experience now.”

Shi Xu’s clear voice drifted out from under the car, muffled. “Dad, don’t spout nonsense.”

Shen Ke stayed quiet, but a nearby customer chimed in. “Boss Shi, give it a couple years, and your daughter’s skills will surpass yours.”

Shi Xu tightened the last bottom screw with a screwdriver, then pushed off the ground. The creeper rolled out from under the car, carrying her with it.

“Inspection complete.”

Shi Xu stood, her eyes locking onto Shen Ke first thing.

She hadn’t wanted Shen Ke coming downstairs in the first place, but those pretty big eyes had glared at her, and she’d caved.

Car repairs got you filthy—not a good look.

Shen Ke wore oversized overalls, perched obediently on a little stool with her curls tied into a cute bun.

Seeing Shi Xu’s gaze, Shen Ke hopped up, went to her side, and handed over a towel. “Wipe off quick—you’re filthy all over.”

Sweat beaded on Shi Xu’s forehead, her face smudged with grime. At Shen Ke’s words, she shot a pitiful look. “I told you it’d get dirty. You disgusted now?”

Shen Ke shoved the towel into her arms, pouting. “Quit yapping. Wipe already.”

Shi Xu grinned and took it. No illusion—Shen Ke was warming up to her more and more.

In the past, she’d never dreamed Shen Ke would wear her clothes or watch her work.

Let alone fetch a towel after.

She was just too adorable.

Meanwhile, a black sedan had idled on the nearby street for quite a while.

Shen Yu smiled sweetly at Shen Mother. “Mama, this is the kind of place Shen Ke’s living in now.”

“If you make the marriage alliance the condition for her return to the Shen Family, she’ll agree.”

Her gaze shifted to the pair in the repair shop, her smile faltering imperceptibly for a few seconds.

Every time she saw Shen Ke with someone else, irritation surged. She itched to do something about it.

She didn’t recognize the feeling, but she hated the lack of control.

That afternoon, the Yue Family had come to discuss the alliance. She’d overheard and suggested an idea to Shen Mother.

Publicly claim Shen Ke as part of the Shen Family and marry her off to the Yue Family.

She knew the Yue Family’s illegitimate daughter was Shen Ke’s mortal enemy. Once wed, even a crazed Shen Yi wouldn’t dare interfere.

And that illegitimate daughter loathed Shen Ke too much to lay a hand on her.

Then she could—

Shen Yu’s smile faded as the thought hit. Why had her impulse been to steal Shen Ke away?

Shen Father spoke up suddenly from the driver’s seat. “Isn’t that Little Yi? What’s she doing here?”

A tall figure stood at the repair shop entrance.

Black straight hair flowed down, skin coldly pale, a silver-rimmed glasses perched on her high nose bridge.

Who else but Shen Yi?

Shen Ke spotted her the instant she appeared.

Someone like Shen Yi drew eyes everywhere.

She silently dodged Shen Yi’s gaze, backing up a few steps to hide behind Shi Xu.

Seeing Shen Yi brought back the memory of that kiss—her tongue numb, lips swollen and sore.

Shen Yi’s tone was even and indifferent. “Little Ke, come here.”

Shen Ke trembled. Her fear of Shen Yi had taken root deep. At the sound of her voice, obedience kicked in on reflex.

She took slow steps toward Shen Yi, but a hand clamped her wrist.

Shi Xu glared at Shen Yi with open hostility, yanking Shen Ke behind her.

“Heh, who the hell are you? Think you can just call Shen Ke over and she goes?”

Shen Yi’s eyes fixed on the hand gripping Shen Ke. The warmth in them plunged.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Unless you want your little friend unharmed.”

Shen Ke’s heart clenched. She shook off Shi Xu’s hand and hurried to Shen Yi’s side.

Shi Xu’s eyes widened. She started to follow, but Shi Dad held her back. “Little Xu, know who that is? Shen Family.”

“We can’t afford to mess with them.”

“Your friend doesn’t want you dragged in either.”

Shi Dad saw it clearly—the girl only went after the threat, probably to keep his kid safe.

Shi Xu’s gaze darkened. She didn’t give a damn. All she knew was her Baby was getting hauled off by that old woman.

She took two steps before Shen Ke shook her head her way. Those pretty cat eyes looked reddened.

That stopped Shi Xu cold. Her fingers balled into fists, jaw clenched tight.

In that moment, she loathed her own helplessness. She’d been so careful not to upset Shen Ke.

Shen Yi dragged Shen Ke straight ahead until they stopped by a compact car.

Shen Yi opened the door, voice flat. “Get in.”

Shen Ke pursed her lips and obeyed, sliding into the car.

Shen Yi followed, shut the door, raised the partition. She seized Shen Ke’s wrist and yanked her into her lap.

Her pale lips spat coldly, “Didn’t I tell you not to let anyone touch you?”

Shen Ke sat on Shen Yi’s lap, her head barely brushing the car roof.

Her eyes were red. Shen Yi kept rubbing her wrist with her fingers, as if trying to scour the skin off.

So scary.

“Big Sis, don’t…”

Shen Yi lifted the wrist and pressed a kiss to it. Then she raised her eyes to Shen Ke, narrow gaze brimming with obsessive possessiveness. “Little Ke, you forgot? You’re not Shen Family anymore. No need to call me Big Sis.”

Shen Ke bit her lower lip, body rigid with tension. The implication was crystal clear.

Shen Yi’s eyes were deep, icy.

She released the wrist and gripped Shen Ke’s nape instead.

Her voice matched her—chilling to the bone. “Little Ke, still not learned your lesson?”

“You’ve been living with trash like that so long. Did she touch you?”

Shen Ke clenched her fists, voice thin. “Shi Xu isn’t… that kind of person.” Sure, Shi Xu loved making her watch naughty stuff, but she’d never forced anything all this time.

Shi Xu was a good pervert.

Shen Yi’s fingers tightened. Her cold digits coiled around Shen Ke like a snake.

She had a cold expression, her tone even: “Not that kind of person?”

“Little Ke, believe it or not—if you just spread your legs, even if her legs were broken, she’d crawl over, clutching your butt and refusing to let go.”

“That coarse hair would prick your thigh, making it itch.”

“At that time, no matter how much you cry and fuss, she won’t let you go.”

Today, Shen Yi spoke an unusual amount, and she was unusually lewd.

Shen Ke didn’t know why Shen Yi had become like this.

It had clearly only been a few days since they last met.

Shen Ke felt both afraid and annoyed. Her face flushed red unconsciously, her eyes growing misty as if she wanted to cry, yet she stubbornly held back the tears. The flush at her eye corners and the tip of her nose made her look like a plump, juicy peach—sweet and succulent just from the sight.

Shen Yi’s gaze never shifted from Shen Ke’s face. “Little Ke, you have to listen.”

“I don’t want to hurt your—‘friend’—out of jealousy.”

This was the first time Shen Yi had openly expressed her emotions.

But these words weren’t kind ones; they veered more toward a threat.

Shen Ke could no longer hold back her tears and burst into sobs. “Sister, please don’t be like this.”

“I-I won’t live with her anymore.” Shi Xu had been so good to her, so good that even a rotten person like her didn’t want Shi Xu to get hurt.