Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Fanxing’s words rendered Yang Liwei speechless.
She really wanted to curse at this little b*tch and even tear her heart apart!
But with so many people around, she could only endure it!
Besides, she couldn’t do those things in her current state.
Mother of five lifetimes?
What the f*ck!
What kind of logic was that?!
“You… you… you’re going too far!”
Yang Liwei was furious. Then, her eyes flashed and tears welled up.
She sat on the sofa and started crying.
When the others saw her like this, their expressions changed.
“Shen Fanxing, do you have any manners?” Jiang Rongrong was so angry that her eyes almost popped out.
“Tm glad that my upbringing hasn’t been assimilated by you.”
“You…”
Jiang Rongrong wanted to say something but was interrupted by Shen Fanxing.
“Forget it, I’ve already accepted the 650 million yuan. I miscalculated this time and underestimated your shamelessness. So what you mean is that the dowry you prepared for me is only the 15% of the shares Grandpa gave me previously, right?”
‘As she spoke, her gaze landed on Jiang Rongrong and Shen Defan.
Especially when her gaze lingered on Shen Defan’s face for a few more seconds.
Back then, Shen Defan had taken a fancy to Ji Fengmian, who had no family background. To put it bluntly, he had pure feelings for her.
Although most men might make mistakes in the end, most of the reason was because his ears were too soft.
His ears were soft. Actually, he didn’t have much self-awareness and believed that everyone was right.
In his opinion, Ji Fengmian had never done anything wrong. He felt guilty for Ji Fengmian’s death.
Hence, he felt guilty towards Shen Fanxing.
Now that Shen Fanxing was staring at him, he couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Yang Liwei looked at Shen Defan worriedly.
Afraid that he wouldn’t be able to control himself, he gave the remaining 7% to Shen Fanxing.
A mother knew her son best. Seeing that Shen Defan hesitated for a few seconds and was about to speak, Jiang Rongrong immediately interrupted him.
“You can’t even get married. What’s the hurry?!”
Shen Fanxing looked at Jiang Rongrong calmly with a calm smile.
Jiang Rongrong pursed her lips and felt that it was inappropriate. After a moment of silence, she said,
“. [can give you another house. If you’re still not satisfied, you can just take the betrothal gift from your husband’s family!”
Hearing this, Shen Fanxing looked up at Jiang Rongrong.
That casual gaze gave off a frozen feeling.
“You mean… when the time comes, you’ll treat the groom’s betrothal gift as your dowry and let me take it away?”
Jiang Rongrong frowned. “Why? Are you still not satisfied?”
Shen Fanxing sneered and shook her head.
“This is the first time I’ve heard that when a woman gets married, her family will bring the betrothal gift back…”
“Fanxing.” At this moment, Shen Shanghua, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke.
Shen Fanxing looked at him calmly.
“That’s all. You can bring the betrothal gift back.”
{Old Master is biased towards Fanxing~~]