ld it be that something's going on between Xiaotong and Mr. Shen" The words weren't explicitly stated, but the meaning was clear, hinting at a possible romantic relationship between Jian Zhendong and...The Shen family's old residence occupied a considerable portion of the land, bustling with activity yet serene. A century ago, residing here was a matter of respect from everyone.

The scent of sandalwood wafted, shrouding Mr. Shen's face in a hazy veil. Peeking through the mist were the wrinkles etched upon his aged features.

Jan Tong had been led into the drawing-room and stood in the middle of the hall for a long time. Besides Old Master Shen, on both sides were servants of the Shen family dressed in Zhongshan suits, standing with their hands behind their backs.

Jian Tong suddenly burst into laughter, her eyes scanning the room. It truly felt like an ancient courtroom trial, and she, the “criminal.”

Mr. Shen loved to smoke water pipes, and the gurgling sound of the smoke broke out intermittently, one puff at a time.

Shen Yili stood behind Grandpa Shen, flanked by the old steward of the Shen family. He was now clearly Grandpa Shen's right-hand man.

Jian Tong's gaze swept lightly over Shen Yi's confident face, her lips twitching with a fleeting smile, but it was a smile filled with irony... Could the old master Shen, who had raised someone as domineering as Shen Xiu Jin, truly accept a dog, a three-surname slave

Knock, knock—

The sound of smoke hitting the table, a cough broke the silence. The old butler immediately took out a palm-sized antique sputum basin and handed it to Master Shen.

Everything, after waiting for Mr. Shen to finish, Jian Tong still stood quietly in the middle of the hall.

Mr. Shen finally turned his eyes to the woman standing in the hall. With just one glance, he narrowed his eyes and sized up Jian Tong from head to toe. His cloudy eyes were unrestrained and bold.

Jian Tong remained as composed and calm as ever.

Old Mr. Shen put down the teacup that the old housekeeper had brought him to rinse his mouth, "Your grandfather has raised you well."

"You're joking."

She replied nonchalantly.

She understood why Old Master Shen did all this.

From the beginning of letting Shen Yi stop her, to later coming to the Shen family's old house and leaving her in this hall, the legendary business magnate from thirty years ago did all these things on purpose, one link after another, with the sole aim of discouraging her courage and making her disarray herself first.

I just found it strange.

You say, your dead grandfather has trained you to be so excellent, so intelligent,

Six years ago, how were you sent to that place by my grandson

Mr. Shen spoke slowly and calmly, without haste.

A pair of old eyes, gleaming with intensity, never left Jian Tong's face for a second.

Jian Tong's eyelids drooped slightly. The old man in front of her truly deserved his reputation as a legend of the business world. She chuckled softly and slowly lifted her eyelids:

"Your blade is still sharp, even more so than before. Your vision and tactics are all first-rate, quick, precise, and ruthless."

She is Jian Tong, not someone anyone can defeat.

May Old Master Shen humiliate her

Of course.

If you want to humiliate her, be prepared to be skinned alive by her.

Mr. Shen, seeing that he had not only failed to deter her but had also provoked a counterattack from this woman, grew even colder in his eyes and pressed his lips down into a grim line. “Hmph! Just as annoying as your deceased grandfather!”

Jian Tong cast a deep look at Old Master Shen... This old man actually despised her deceased grandfather so much.

She lowered her eyes, a hint of confusion in them.

"Grandfather, you came to find me late at night. Was it just to catch up"

Old Master Shen beckoned, and the old steward retrieved a brown leather suitcase from the cabinet beside him. He walked up to Jian Tong's side and placed it on the table next to her. He gently opened the suitcase.

He made a gesture of "please" to the child.

"What's this" she asked, a hint of caution in her eyes.

Mr. Shen pulled the corners of his mouth in a mirthless smile:

“Don't be so tense. It's not a bomb.”

Saying that, he pointed to the open box: "Take a look, these. Are you satisfied"

Jane's eyes showed a hint of confusion, with a questioning look, she took a few steps forward. She reached into her bag and pulled out a handkerchief, then used it to take something out from the box.

Seeing her such action, Old Mr. Shen sneered: "You're rather cautious, aren't you Afraid I'll scheme against you"

Jian Tong picked up the file and, hearing Grandpa Shen's words, glanced at it: "People, after suffering and experiencing losses, must learn a lesson."

To live cautiously is to suffer less.

"Grandpa, you wouldn't believe it, I haven't even lived half my life yet, but I've certainly had my share of hardship."

She was speaking as she quickly scanned the contents of the box.

Two scorching gazes were fixed upon her head, she knew that it was Old Master Shen observing her every move.

The more she was like this, the calmer and stiller she seemed. She quietly went through everything in the box, without a sound, then gently set it down before finally looking up at Old Master Shen.

"You are really generous."

She smiled softly.

Looking mild and gentle, Old Master Shen’s eyes revealed a hint of understanding: “If you're willing, then that's fine.”

Jian Tong's hand tapped on the table, "Let me think..."

Mr. Shen raised an eyebrow slightly: "What You don't want to"

"Such a big thing..."

"Hee hee~ You have a big appetite. I'm just afraid your stomach is small and you won't be able to eat it all, or that you'll burst your stomach."

"Grandpa," Jian Tong's clear eyes flashed with a fleeting glimmer, "I wonder if you like surfing the internet in your spare time."

"What are you doing with this useless thing!" the old man said, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"There's a joke that's been circulating online, grandpa, let me tell you." Jian Tong ignored the old man and said to herself:

There was a girl watching a Taiwanese drama, and she said, "The president fell for Cinderella. The president's mother was against it, but there was no use because the president loved Cinderella so much that he couldn't let go."

Then the CEO's mother secretly met Cinderella, and as soon as they met, she pushed out a check for ten million dollars and said, "As long as you leave my son, this ten million is yours." Cinderella was unwilling... For love.

"So you're going to learn from Cinderella too"

"Don't be hasty..." Jian Tong stopped him, "Grandpa, guess what that girl in the TV drama said when she saw this plot"

She wasn't really expecting an answer from the old man. She continued, "People say that if she encountered this kind of situation, she would take a million-dollar check and leave gracefully. With ten million, there would be no shortage of young heartthrobs."

"So, what about you, Jian Tong Are you going to take the things and leave"

Jian Tong let out a light chuckle, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at the venerable Elder Shen. "That young lady chose to accept ten million because she didn't have ten million."

Jian Tong's smile deepened: "Grandpa," she said with a playful lilt, "I do."

"You…"

She cut him off again, drooping her head and pointing at the black box on the table with her finger: "This is the condition you laid out for me... unfortunately," she suddenly looked up, meeting Old Master Shen's gaze, "I have all of it."

"More importantly, can you persuade Shen Xiujin!"

Whether to stay or leave has never been her decision to make.

Besides, for Old Master Shen to treat her this way was humiliating.But that damned body, scarred by three years in prison with the mark of "humble and lowly" upon it! She was horrified to discover that even if she tried her hardest to convince herself, "Lift your he...