But now, she had no such capital.
It’s undeniable that the Shen family’s status in Jiang City is unassailably high.
But on a personal level, she had been left behind by Shen Cheng by miles.
Shi Yu took a puff of his cigarette, watching Shen Cheng with a sly amusement, curling his lips into a wicked, enchanting smile, "Baby, even if she had a full makeover, she wouldn’t be one ten-millionth as good as you."
Shen Cheng nodded lightly, turning with a radiant smile, "Mhm! I think so too!"
This roundabout way of slapping her face made Shen Hua feel even more humiliated, and if not for Shen Ming’s reminder, she would have certainly lost her composure.
Looking at the two flippant figures before her, she bit her lip, clenched her fists tight, oblivious to the pain as her nails dug into her palms.
Shen Cheng cast her a disdainful glance and laughed even more broadly, "You shouldn’t feel bad. If you want to blame someone, blame your ugly mom and spineless dad, otherwise, they wouldn’t have given birth to a piece of work like you."
"Shen Cheng! If you have something against me, come at me, don’t bully Xiao Hua!"
Ultimately a man, even knowing he was powerless, Shen Ming still mustered the least bit of dignity.
At the sound of "Shen Cheng," Shen Hua’s heart trembled, as she stared at Shen Cheng, comparing her for the first time to the person in her memories—
"Me, bully her?" Shen Cheng chuckled, "Don’t joke around, she’s not worthy of being bullied by me!"
It seemed as though Shen Ming was provoked by her words, glaring at her with a hostile gaze and tightening his fists.
"Oh? Thinking of getting physical?" Seeing his action, Shi Yu’s cold eyes narrowed, his deep gaze becoming even more inscrutable.
"Violence won’t solve any problems, I won’t make a move," Shen Ming restrained the rage about to erupt, loosening his fists and spoke, "I just want to remind you, the Shen family is not to be trifled with, and neither are its members."
"Look husband, he’s using the Shen family to scare us! What to do, I’m so scared I’m losing my looks!"
Shen Cheng feigned innocence, but even so, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
"My wife, you’re the number one beauty in Du City. Even if you lose your looks, in Jiang City, you’re naturally still the best."
"What’s the Shen family?"
"So, wife, would you like it if tomorrow’s headline were all your gorgeous photos along with these two fools’ ugly shots?"
No sooner had he spoken than Shi Yu pulled out his phone and made a call.
What Shen Ming and Shen Hua didn’t anticipate was that in less than two minutes, a large horde of reporters swarmed in, clogging up the place completely.
The scene was too chaotic; Shen Hua was knocked to the ground, while Shen Ming was pushed to another side.
Watching reporters step over Shen Hua, his face turned ashen with rage, "Xiao Hua!"
Unfortunately, even his voice was drowned out by the noise.
Shen Hua lay on the ground, silently enduring the merciless trampling, tears running down.
On this side, however, the scene was starkly different.
Shen Cheng sat elegantly on the hood of a red sports car, striking alluring poses, seductively charming and unbelievably gorgeous.
And the typically domineering Shi Yu was now lazily leaning beside her, playing the spectator, but even as a bystander, he was just too eye-catching.
Flashes of light, shutter sounds, a continual cycle—
They both looked as if they had stepped out of a painting, exquisitely flawless, with 360 degrees of perfection, each photo captured was perfect.