Almost at the same time, Pan Yang and He Rui received an identical text message.
Even though it was the same text message, their ways of dealing with it after reading were vastly different.
Pan Yang, already troubled by the scandal caused at the wedding, saw the text message and directly moved it to the trash bin, with no intention to bother with it further.
On the other hand, He Rui’s face changed dramatically upon seeing the message, and he quickly replied with a text of his own.
"Young Madam, the reply came!"
Upon receiving the text message, the maid was extremely nervous, and hurriedly handed over a brand-new phone.
By contrast, Shen Cheng seemed all too calm.
She took the phone from the maid’s hand, her cold eyes narrowing, and her fair fingers quickly tapped to open the message.
The content of the text was just a brief line: I’ll give you 500,000 to leave Du City immediately.
Shen Cheng curved her lips into a smile and casually set the phone aside.
Under the puzzled gaze of the maids, she placed her hands behind her head and comfortably lay down.
"Young Madam?" the maid ventured tentatively.
"Mhm," Shen Cheng replied lazily, glancing at her briefly, "I want to sleep for a while."
"Then, Young Madam, please rest well. I’ll go have Nanny He prepare lunch for you, so you can eat when you wake up."
"Does the Young Madam have any special requests for the dishes?"
"Alright, Young Madam. Then we will take our leave for now, please call if you need anything."
The maids exited the room on tiptoes, closing the door softly behind them.
Lying on the bed, Shen Cheng had no intention of sleeping at all.
Sitting up with the support of her hands and then standing by the bed’s edge, searing pain in her back caused her legs to weaken, but she managed to avoid falling by leaning against the bed in time.
After several attempts, she could only walk slowly, bent over and leaning against the wall for support.
With each step, there was pain.
The pain nearly contorted her features.
The beast who wanted to kill her last night, that son of a bitch deserves to be dismembered into a human stick!
She better not see him; otherwise, it’d be a beating each and every time.
Finally, after managing to walk about three meters, she stopped by the indoor balcony and cautiously sat down on a swivel chair.
She reached out and took the tablet from the table, pressing the power button.
After the computer booted up, she opened the browser and entered the four characters "Pan Family wedding" in the search bar.
The net speed was lightning fast, and within seconds, thousands of pieces of information related to the Pan Family wedding came up.
Her fingers scrolled quickly, glancing briefly to get a rough understanding of the situation’s development.
During the wedding, someone caused a scene; Lin Xiaomiao was labeled as an ill-omened person; the original prospective in-laws, finding it embarrassing, kicked her out.
As Shen Cheng browsed the web pages, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Did she play it too big?
After all, she was the initiator of this incident.
Although to her, Lin Xiaomiao was just an insignificant character, it was rather pitiful to see her end up .
Her hand paused on the screen.
The web page showed an interview segment with Lin Xiaomiao.
Journalist: Miss Lin, regarding the destruction of your wedding, what do you think?
Lin Xiaomiao: The incident has already occurred; I have no comments.
Journalist: It’s said that the person who caused a scene at your wedding was an old classmate of Miss Lin?
Lin Xiaomiao: Yes, her name is Shen Cheng.
Journalist: How would Miss Lin comment on her?
Lin Xiaomiao: Hehe... I won’t comment on those people who are two-faced.
Shen Cheng narrowed her eyes, her gaze growing colder.
She’s calling her two-faced?
The tiny bit of guilt in her heart disappeared in an instant!