"An Zhe, you’re in charge of contacting the relevant departments to cleanse the previous news reports about the Old Lady, especially online. Any footage of Black Flag and the Old Lady together should be completely deleted."
"Understood!" An Zhe said and, seeing the worry in Sheng Shaochen’s eyes, "Shaochen, don’t worry. The Old Lady rarely attracts media attention to begin with, and the chances of finding images of her together with Black Flag are even slimmer. I’m guessing Lady Ye Shu won’t find out."
"I hope so," Sheng Shaochen said, the anxiety deepening in his eyes.
On one side was the woman he loved most, and on the other was the grandmother who had led the Sheng Family through endless vicissitudes, paving a bloody path step by step.
Without war, there is peace, but once the war starts, no matter who gets hurt, the pain is indescribable for him.
The business world is like a battlefield, riddled with hidden dangers. If he were to look at it from an outsider’s perspective, being manipulative and ruthless wouldn’t surprise him in the least, for it’s the natural law of the survival of the fittest.
However, both are the women he cares about most. Therefore, Black Flag must die. Only with Black Flag’s death could the war possibly be averted.
Moreover, that person Black Flag does not hold absolute loyalty to the Sheng Family. If he continues to recklessly cause trouble outside, it will only bring disaster to the Sheng Family. Therefore, he must be eliminated!
As for Ye Shu, at this very moment, he just wanted to stay by her side—that little kitten who made him addicted to doting on her. He just wished to continue pampering her forever.
He took out his phone and browsed through the messages his girl had sent him. When he saw that she had promised to turn herself into a mouth-watering meal and wait for him at home, a handsome smile unwittingly curved his lips.
"Shaochen, you better hurry inside or your Grandma will start getting angry again," An Zhe knew all too well about Main Grandmother Sheng’s unpredictable moods.
"No, take me back to Shengjing Garden." Sheng Shaochen was eager to be with his girl, as if afraid they might be separated one day.
"Alright." After An Zhe spoke, he immediately started the car.
"Hey, hey, hey, Young Master Achen, Young Master Achen, where are you going? The Old Madam said she wanted you to return to the temple and join her in chanting sutras," Nanny Chen hurried over and said.
"Nanny Chen, go back and tell Grandma that I have urgent matters to deal with. As for chanting sutras, just chant a few extra rounds for me," Sheng Shaochen finished speaking, and with An Zhe, sped away from the temple.
At this time, Ye Shu was already comfortably lounging at home watching TV. She kept changing channels, simply because many of them were hastily reporting on the Smart Girl Class auditions—nothing but countless pretty girls appearing on screen, nothing of interest.
She might as well watch the cooking channel. Ye Shu felt that she should spend more time on cooking in the future. Although not planning to seduce a man through his stomach to lock down his heart, as a food lover, if she could make her own lavish meals, she believed that both her future mother-in-law and grandmother-in-law would see her in a new light.
The door opened, and a man with an incredibly good figure walked straight towards where she was.
Ye Shu spread out her arms for a hug, "You’re back, come here quick, I want a hug!"
Sheng Shaochen smiled, bent down, and picked her up entirely, holding her in his arms like a child, "Did you call me today?"