Marrying the Ugly Woman of a Rich and Powerful Family - Chapter 16

After Shen Qingyuan saw Shen Songsong being taken away by Shen Tongtao and not returning, she knew that she had been properly educated. Kids these days truly know too much.

When she was Shen Songsong’s age, she didn’t even know where to read erotic fiction.

In the evening, Cang Yan was naturally arranged to sleep in Shen Qingyuan’s room.

Cang Yan firmly disagreed. She was not used to sleeping with others. Previously, she had shared a bed with Lin You, and when Lin You accidentally hugged her at night, she almost broke off their friendship on the spot.

It was also strange that Shen Tongtao and Yin Ruyun were so persuasive; they had already arranged a bedroom before she even said she wanted to leave, which left her with no excuse to say she was going home.

“Your family has quite a few bedrooms. You can sleep in the guest room, or sleep with your younger sister,” Cang Yan was used to others accommodating her and didn’t realize there was anything wrong with saying this.

Shen Qingyuan naturally disagreed. If she backed down now, she might genuinely be subjected to hot wax later. She said, “Are you going to contradict yourself? You just said you like me without needing a reason, and now you want to kick me out of the bedroom.”

Cang Yan remembered saying those words, her expression immediately hardened, and then she rubbed her palms together, saying, “Yes, but I also like to drip hot wax on you, and similarly, I don’t need a reason.”

Shen Qingyuan now knew Cang Yan was a paper tiger and was not afraid in the slightest. She just feigned misery and acted pitiful, saying, “You know very well I’m Shen Tongtao’s stepdaughter. Are you going to let them all know that you are giving me the cold shoulder?”

Cang Yan found it inexplicable. She wasn’t an emperor; what good would her favor do?

She said, “Anyway, everyone knows I have a bad temper, so it’s perfectly normal if I suddenly get angry. Besides, your parents will definitely side with me.”

She was sick and weak, and Shen Tongtao had a favor to ask of her.

Shen Qingyuan remained firm in defending her reasonable rights: “Anyway, this is my home, and I want to sleep in my bedroom. And if you sleep with me, I won’t eat you.”

Cang Yan’s eyes flickered; she really was somewhat wary of Shen Qingyuan. She originally had no confidence in her own figure and appearance, but Shen Qingyuan said her appearance was a niche aesthetic and she just happened to like this look.

If Shen Qingyuan really tried anything, she realized she truly had no way to resist. She said, “I’m a germaphobe.”

“Germaphobe is germaphobe, but I’m not dirty,” Shen Qingyuan had noticed early on that Cang Yan claiming to be a germaphobe was an excuse; at most, she was just someone who liked to be clean.

Cang Yan was speechless.

The original owner’s room had a strong girlish feel, with a few posters of muscular men pasted on the walls. Shen Qingyuan found them somewhat wild and quite handsome after looking at them for a while.

Although last time she had thought they were promotional images for a gym, she hadn’t expected them to be posters of popular male stars.

Cang Yan glanced briefly at the posters, crossed her arms, and sneered, “Didn’t you say your aesthetic was niche?”

See, she slipped up.

She claimed her aesthetic was niche, yet the room was plastered with posters of popular young male stars. Which one of the people in those posters was as thin and weak as she was?

Shen Qingyuan waved her hand, utterly unconcerned, and said, “This kind of thing is a secret; how can I tell everyone?”

Some things are not right or wrong, but they cannot be widely announced.

Cang Yan was even more displeased after hearing this, and intentionally put on a look of sudden realization, saying sarcastically, “Oh, so a niche aesthetic is something that can’t be spoken about.”

So, liking her was also something that couldn’t be spoken about.

She wanted to drip hot wax on Shen Qingyuan even more.

“People have to have some shrewdness. If you tell others everything, aren’t you just a three-year-old?” Shen Qingyuan retorted.

She was somewhat familiar with this room. It wasn’t as big as Cang Yan’s house, but as the boss of a foreign trade company, how could Shen Tongtao possibly treat his family poorly?

“Hmph.” Cang Yan lightly snorted and carefully surveyed Shen Qingyuan’s room, with only one feeling: messy.

It wasn’t that things were haphazardly piled up, but that the placement of things lacked order. A guitar was hung there, a poster was stuck here, and it generally felt disorganized.

Cang Yan’s room had been looked at by a Feng Shui master. The placement of everything in the room was particular, even the position of the green plants was specific.

She liked everything to be in its proper place and preferred spacious, empty areas at a glance, whereas Shen Qingyuan’s bedroom seemed cramped.

Cang Yan glanced at the olive-colored sofa at the foot of the bed; it could still accommodate one person if tidied up.

She opened the built-in wardrobe. The clothes inside were neatly organized and hung up, clearly not done by Shen Qingyuan, but likely by Yin Ruyun.

“I’ll go shower first. You tidy up the room,” Cang Yan took a brand new, unopened cotton bathrobe and underwear and went to the bathroom.

Shen Qingyuan lay on the sofa, waved her hand, and said, “Go, go. It’s not like I’m going to peek at you showering, right?”

Then, without surprise, she received a glare from Cang Yan.

However, when Cang Yan came out after showering, her expression was gloomy.

Shen Qingyuan looked up and saw that the bathrobe was hers. Cang Yan was almost ten centimeters shorter than her, so she looked like a child wearing an adult’s clothes.

She couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.

Cang Yan suppressed her anger, gave Shen Qingyuan a fierce glare. She hadn’t washed her hair, just quickly showered. She simply occupied the bed directly and said, “You must sleep on the sofa tonight. You are not allowed on the bed.”

“I am going to sleep on the bed, and you can’t control me.” Shen Qingyuan said this and immediately rushed into the bathroom.

She noticed Cang Yan’s clothes were still in the laundry hamper. Knowing her fastidious temper, she certainly wouldn’t be willing to wear someone else’s clothes tomorrow, so Shen Qingyuan kindly hung up Cang Yan’s clothes, hoping she could wear them again tomorrow.

When Cang Yan was home, she never washed her own clothes, so she hadn’t thought about what she would wear tomorrow. When she wanted to shower, she just tossed the clothes into the laundry hamper.

After hanging up the clothes, Shen Qingyuan began to shower.

The original owner had a great figure, curvy with a prominent bust and derriere, but unfortunately, in this world, it was only considered ordinary. In Shen Qingyuan’s eyes, however, it was a stunning figure.

Her figure was so good, she felt like having a go at herself.

Shen Qingyuan finished her shower slowly. Cang Yan was already lying neatly on the bed.

She definitely wouldn’t sleep on the sofa; it was too narrow.

Shen Qingyuan directly climbed onto the bed from the other side. Unexpectedly, Cang Yan sat up instantly, like a startled rabbit, and insisted, “You sleep on the sofa.”

“No,” Shen Qingyuan was even more brazen than Cang Yan. She liked the feeling of sleeping on a big bed. She immediately burrowed into the duvet and felt Cang Yan’s body instantly stiffen, followed by a rustling sound.

Was Cang Yan getting off the bed?

Shen Qingyuan poked her head out of the duvet and exclaimed, “Hey, I just washed up! You’re not that timid, are you?”

Cang Yan didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Shen Qingyuan. With a cold face, she angrily said, “Shut up!”

Shen Qingyuan was helpless. She said with a look of sincerity, “You’re not actually scared of me, are you? Relax, I’m a twenty-year-old college student; what bad intentions could I have? I’m not foolish enough to know you’d get angry and still try to grope you.”

Her words were quite sincere.

“It’s good you have some self-awareness,” Cang Yan thought it through and lay back down on the bed, her body still tightly wound. If she were at home, she wouldn’t be this tense.

The two of them each occupied one side, with enough space in the middle for two more people to lie down.

Shen Qingyuan suddenly said, “You are too thin.”

She had noticed it when Cang Yan came out of the bathroom; her collarbones were particularly prominent. Shen Qingyuan seriously suspected that Cang Yan could faint at any moment if she engaged in strenuous exercise.

Thinking Shen Qingyuan was mocking her, Cang Yan merely retorted coldly, “No matter what, it has nothing to do with you!”

Shen Qingyuan secretly sighed. Cang Yan was truly a walking firecracker. She deliberately softened her tone and said, “I genuinely want to care for you. You eat too little normally. How can you possibly gain weight like that?”

Cang Yan was silent. After a long while, she said, “I don’t have an appetite.”

Shen Qingyuan curiously asked, “Is it anorexia?”

Cang Yan tilted her head and said indifferently, “Maybe.”

“Come and practice healthy living with me. The most important thing for healthy living is not to get angry. Anger harms the liver, and a harmed liver shortens your lifespan. You can also do some exercise daily, nothing too complicated, maybe some calisthenics,” Shen Qingyuan offered kindly.

Cang Yan’s temper was too explosive. Just now, she almost felt that Cang Yan would throw something to smash her. Also, Cang Yan got angry very easily every time. Actually, getting angry is exhausting and bad for your health.

Cang Yan shot Shen Qingyuan a side glance.

A twenty-year-old talking to her about healthy living?

Shen Qingyuan continued, “Actually, think about what you have now. You have money, a privileged life. Others are only jealous and envious of you. Those malicious words are just failures trying to seek attention. Even if it weren’t you, they would be insulting someone else. It’s not worth getting angry over them.”

Cang Yan raised an eyebrow and said, “Since you know I have money, then go sleep on the sofa right now, or tomorrow I’ll make sure you don’t even have a sofa to sleep on.”

“Aren’t we already sleeping in the same bed? Nothing has happened. I’m already married to you; you wouldn’t deny me any benefits, would you?” Shen Qingyuan suddenly moved closer.

Cang Yan instantly bristled and said, “What are you trying to do?”

“Don’t be nervous. I just wanted to say you look really beautiful,” Shen Qingyuan stared at the black mole on Cang Yan’s nose bridge. If she could look like Cang Yan, she would be smiling in her dreams.

Cang Yan was momentarily stunned. Apart from her parents, no one had genuinely told her she was beautiful. Lin You, her only friend, had never said she was beautiful.

Lin You would only gently tell her not to be affected by extreme comments. When they chatted, they would intentionally avoid the topic of being beautiful or not.

Cang Yan had never felt there was anything wrong with this because she knew everyone tacitly agreed that she was not good-looking.

But now…

Shen Qingyuan was sincerely complimenting her on her beauty.

Cang Yan’s chest heaved heavily. She opened her mouth to say something, but Shen Qingyuan had already retreated, resting her head on the pillow, and said, “I’m genuinely going to sleep now. Good night.”

And then, she really fell asleep instantly.

Cang Yan snapped out of her daze and also went to sleep.

She slept very restlessly, curled up into a small ball. They were far apart when they went to sleep, and the space between the duvets was hollow, allowing the cold night air to seep in. Shen Qingyuan woke up.

She prepared to stretch her limbs, and then belatedly remembered that Cang Yan was in the same bed as her. Although they had been so far apart when they fell asleep, they were now very close.

Shen Qingyuan looked at Cang Yan for a while, illuminated by the orange glow of the bedside lamp, and then drifted back into sleep in a daze.

When Shen Qingyuan woke up, Cang Yan had already changed into the clothes she took off yesterday, holding something in her hand—the original owner’s exercise book.

“!!!” Shen Qingyuan was afraid Cang Yan would notice the difference in handwriting. She scrambled up, ready to snatch it away.

Cang Yan quickly closed her eyes.

Shen Qingyuan’s pajamas had come undone.

A generous view was completely exposed.

Shen Qingyuan felt a chill in front of her body and awkwardly retreated into the duvet. She stretched out her hand and said, “Don’t you dare look.”

“I already saw it,” Cang Yan had seen the exercise book carelessly placed on the desk after washing up, and out of curiosity, she flipped through it. She was somewhat guilty because she hadn’t gotten the owner’s permission, and who knew there were some things written inside, and they were related to her.

“What’s in there?” Shen Qingyuan had always thought it was just an ordinary exercise book. Coupled with the short amount of time she had spent in this room, she had never thought to open it.

Cang Yan said, “It’s like a diary.”

Shen Qingyuan took it and looked.

It listed Cang Yan’s various merits: excellent education, good family background, strong capabilities, good investment acumen. She had even founded an investment company as a practice, but it was considerably profitable. In short, apart from not being good-looking, being weak, and having a bad temper, everything else was a merit.

Shen Qingyuan’s first thought was: The original owner didn’t actually like Cang Yan, did she?

Was she a jinx again?

“Aren’t you going to explain? The handwriting is different,” Cang Yan quite liked the current posture. Shen Qingyuan was lying in the duvet, while she was standing.

She didn’t like to look up when talking.

Shen Qingyuan had complimented her so sincerely, coupled with saying she was beautiful last night, she genuinely felt that Shen Qingyuan liked her and suddenly felt very much in danger.

Shen Qingyuan also wanted to explain, but how could she explain? She could only patiently flip through the entire exercise book, and indeed, there was a turning point. She handed the notebook to Cang Yan: “Look at the back again.”

Cang Yan took it and continued to look.

Shen Qingyuan put on her clothes under the duvet.

The original owner’s exact words were: even though Cang Yan has so many merits, her body is too weak, and she wanted to strengthen her.

But she only knew how to write erotic fiction, so with a sweeping stroke of her pen, she wrote a fanfiction where Cang Yan S-ed people. But she didn’t expect the public’s attention on Cang Yan to be much more than she imagined. Moreover, some niche fetish enthusiasts even liked the trope of an ugly S-er.

So, the story she wrote casually became popular.

Furthermore, because some people in the comments section were very malicious towards Cang Yan, her state of mind was affected. When she was in a good mood, Cang Yan would gently S people; when she was in a bad mood, Cang Yan would S people while swearing.

Coupled with her poor writing skill and not knowing the real Cang Yan, she constantly broke the character’s setting, so much so that even she, the original author, didn’t recognize her. One moment Cang Yan was frail, the next she was powerful, as if she wasn’t one person. But nobody cared; they just wanted to see Cang Yan perform S-ual acts.

Cang Yan: “…”

Shen Qingyuan: “…”