Marrying the Ugly Woman of a Rich and Powerful Family - Chapter 20
As for how she was trained, everything was left unspoken.
Wen Jinshu felt that this child spoke too directly. After gently chiding Cang Yan, she spoke favorably of her daughter: “Xiao Yuan, Yan Yan has been in poor health since childhood, so it’s inevitable that she has a bit of a temper. Although you are younger than her, you seem like a good child. I’ll trouble you to be patient with her.”
Shen Qingyuan felt very flattered, thinking Wen Jinshu was very articulate. She said knowingly, “I usually listen to my older sister.”
She referred to her as ‘older sister’ repeatedly, sounding very obedient.
Cang Yan suppressed the urge to hit Shen Qingyuan, and also felt that her mother was making her sound unreasonable. Her temper flared up only because Shen Qingyuan needlessly provoked her.
Previously, she would only silently stew in her own anger.
“That’s good then.” Wen Jinshu knew that with them there, both Shen Qingyuan and Cang Yan were very constrained. They planned to leave after dinner. Before leaving, she handed Shen Qingyuan a large red envelope.
Shen Qingyuan opened it and saw, oh boy, it was all money.
Since the two had left, she didn’t need to pretend anymore. Everything she did just now was required by their agreement, fulfilling her duty as a wife. Currently, her duty was to please Cang Yan’s parents, and the effect was clearly significant. Shen Qingyuan chuckled and tucked the red envelope into her pocket.
Cang Yan also instantly changed her expression, wishing she could wrap Shen Qingyuan in another layer of hot wax. Her gaze locked onto Shen Qingyuan, a dangerous hint appearing at the corner of her mouth. She said, “How did I train you? Why don’t I remember?”
Shen Qingyuan knew Cang Yan was vengeful, so she immediately moved further away and made deep breathing gestures with her hands in front of her chest, saying, “Follow me, take a deep breath. Anger harms the liver. It would be terrible if you hurt yourself just to get back at me.”
“Whether I live or die is none of your business. You better make it clear how I trained you.” She was now very certain that Shen Qingyuan fundamentally disliked her, otherwise why would she anger her every day? Little did she know that even if Shen Qingyuan did like her, she couldn’t tolerate being constantly provoked, right?
“Jiejie (Older Sister),” Shen Qingyuan called out obediently. Calling her ‘Jiejie’ now came very naturally to her. “I do whatever you tell me to. No special training is needed.”
“I told you not to call me Jiejie!” Cang Yan hated Shen Qingyuan calling her Jiejie, always feeling like it was mockery, because she knew she didn’t resemble an older sister.
Shen Qingyuan looked helpless and said, “Then what do you want me to do? No matter what I do, you’re unhappy. Do you have to have me actually write a piece of erotic fiction to be happy? We’re in a contractual relationship, not a master-servant one. Do you like a puppet who only obeys and has no emotions?”
“Yes, I just like a puppet,” Cang Yan said dominantly.
She wanted to teach Shen Qingyuan a lesson, but how to do it was a matter for later. She hadn’t thought that far ahead, because Shen Qingyuan definitely wouldn’t let her teach her a lesson easily.
“Hmph, then go play by yourself.” Shen Qingyuan also had a temper. She suddenly stood up and went upstairs back to the bedroom.
Cang Yan was stunned, feeling an extreme tightness in her chest. She adjusted her breathing, then sat on the sofa with a feigned air of indifference, turning on the TV. The TV showed strong, attractive young men and women. She was the only one who was always frail and weak.
So what if Shen Qingyuan had a niche aesthetic? So what if she said she liked her? She still provoked her whenever she felt like it. The wife she paid to marry kept provoking her.
The more Cang Yan thought about it, the angrier she got. She tossed the remote control and went upstairs.
Shen Qingyuan had just been lying in bed for half an hour, getting ready to read a book, when a knock came at the door.
Shen Qingyuan only opened a crack, and seeing it was Cang Yan, she said very seriously, “I will not write any more erotic fiction. I will only copy and paste that sentence. Whatever you say is useless. I don’t want to argue with you.”
Cang Yan’s anger was likely because she thought Shen Qingyuan would actually write the erotic fiction on Weibo, but was tricked by her. Otherwise, before that Weibo post, Cang Yan had clearly been very happy.
Cang Yan instantly exploded upon hearing this and said, “Do you think you’re so great? What do you mean you don’t want to argue with me? I don’t need your indulgence. If you want to argue, argue. It doesn’t matter even if you roll out of my house right now!”
Her voice was very loud, making her throat hurt.
Shen Qingyuan’s expression, suggesting that Cang Yan was being unreasonable and she didn’t want to argue, made Cang Yan very angry.
Shen Qingyuan was indeed intentionally or unintentionally indulging Cang Yan. Although this indulgence was hard to notice, she was indeed accommodating Cang Yan’s explosive temper.
At first, it was because she thought that face was truly beautiful. Later, she felt sorry for Cang Yan, who was so beautiful yet was so relentlessly criticized. Now, seeing her puff up like a blowfish when she flared up, Shen Qingyuan even found her a little cute.
It was too difficult to be a face-con.
“I didn’t mean that,” Shen Qingyuan said in a softer tone.
Cang Yan said coldly, “You act sweet in front of my parents. You don’t need to be so hypocritical in front of me.”
“Fine, I’ll be direct then. I just want to focus on studying now and don’t want to be distracted by anything else.” Shen Qingyuan saw Cang Yan’s expression that said, ‘You studying? That’s impossible.’ She knew Cang Yan wouldn’t believe her, so she went to close the door.
Cang Yan hadn’t finished arguing yet and reached out to hold the door.
Shen Qingyuan’s force in pushing the door wasn’t great, but she didn’t expect Cang Yan to directly put her hand on the door frame. So, she used her normal door-closing force. Cang Yan’s fingers were instantly caught, and a sharp intake of breath was immediately heard.
“How is it?” Shen Qingyuan asked anxiously.
Cang Yan had delicate skin and tender flesh; she must not have been badly injured.
Cang Yan covered her right hand with her left, finally understanding why Shen Qingyuan had jumped up when she was hit in the chest. She endured the pain and said expressionlessly, “None of your business.”
Shen Qingyuan worried, “Let me see.”
Cang Yan turned and went downstairs: “I told you it’s none of your business.”
Shen Qingyuan followed her downstairs closely and noticed tears welling up in Cang Yan’s eyes. It seemed to genuinely hurt.
Afraid Cang Yan would be embarrassed if she was discovered crying from the pain, Shen Qingyuan turned and said, “I’ll go get the medicine.”
Aunt Cai was worried, and upon hearing the request for medicine, she immediately brought it to Shen Qingyuan.
The speed was too fast, and Cang Yan hadn’t cried yet. Shen Qingyuan avoided looking at her and said, “Should I put it on for you?”
Cang Yan reluctantly extended her hand.
Cang Yan’s fingers were fair and slender, with distinct knuckles. A red mark circled the base of her finger. As Shen Qingyuan looked, her thoughts wandered. There was another type of fetish in the world called a hand fetish.
Some people’s hands were a pleasure to look at.
Shen Qingyuan’s movements were gentle and soft. Cang Yan felt very awkward, as if she had returned to the haunted house moment when she felt Shen Qingyuan was quite reliable.
She pulled her hand back and said, “I’ll do it myself.”
Shen Qingyuan said, “Okay, it shouldn’t be anything serious.”
Cang Yan didn’t speak and took the medicine back to her room.
Shen Qingyuan had taken a week off and now had to go to class. She woke up in the morning and asked, “How’s your hand?”
Cang Yan didn’t even look at her and said, “It won’t kill me. You don’t need to come back recently. I don’t want to see you.”
She got angry whenever she saw Shen Qingyuan now.
Shen Qingyuan sighed. This matriarch was still angry. Such a small capacity for anger, truly a firecracker spirit.
Shen Qingyuan’s tailbone hadn’t been fractured, and it was mostly healed now. She was used to being carefree and didn’t think too much. She first went to school, back to the dorm. Sure enough, Tang Zijing’s spot had been emptied out.
Li Xinyan looked Shen Qingyuan up and down the moment she saw her.
Shen Qingyuan found it strange: “What’s wrong?”
Li Xinyan said in disbelief, “Are you really ‘A Plant’?”
Shen Qingyuan didn’t react immediately and said, “What nonsense are you talking about? ‘A Plant’ is just grass. If you want to swear, just swear, don’t be so roundabout.”
Li Xinyan saw that she didn’t deny it, so it must be true. She said, “Someone on the campus network exposed that ‘A Plant,’ who wrote the Cang Yan fanfiction on Weibo, is you. Your Weibo post from yesterday is still hanging on the campus network.”
“I’ve been exposed?” Shen Qingyuan asked in surprise.
“It really is you,” Li Xinyan felt incredible. She had read that fanfiction. The early direction was somewhat normal, but the later parts were messy and completely smeared Cang Yan.
She had thought Shen Qingyuan liked Cang Yan, but unexpectedly, she had a double life online and had been exposed.
She said gloomily, “You’re going to be in trouble.”
If Cang Yan found out, she would surely be furious.
“I’m already in trouble,” Shen Qingyuan checked Weibo and immediately saw 999+ private messages. Most of the fans were cursing her. It seemed her exposure wasn’t just limited to the school; even netizens knew she was Shen Qingyuan herself.
“As an old fan, I’m very disappointed. I didn’t expect you to get together with Cang Yan for her money.”
“Turns out they’re all the same. One is willing to be beaten, and the other is willing to suffer it. Why choose Cang Yan of all people as an M?”
“Unfollowed.”
“You are actually Shen Qingyuan herself!! F**k!!”
“Is this Cang Yan’s alternative way of whitewashing?”
There were many chaotic comments targeting the Weibo post she published yesterday. Even through the internet, Shen Qingyuan was very angry, and she even felt some sympathy for Cang Yan.
Shen Qingyuan closed her eyes, shut off Weibo, and continued to stroll leisurely to class. Because she was exposed, many students looked at her differently.
Shen Qingyuan pretended to be blind. Exposed is exposed; since Cang Yan already knew, it didn’t matter anymore.
Li Xinyan, however, felt that Shen Qingyuan was truly different from before. Her mindset was too Zen-like. Seeing Shen Qingyuan remain in the dorm after school, she couldn’t help but be curious: “You’re not going back tonight?”
Shen Qingyuan nodded: “No.”
Li Xinyan said, “Did you two have a fight?”
Shen Qingyuan said, “Kind of.”
Li Xinyan asked, “Because you were exposed? Does she know you used to badmouth her?”
Shen Qingyuan said, “More or less.”
Li Xinyan asked, “Then are you really an M?”
Shen Qingyuan: “…” That’s what you really wanted to ask, right?
“Do I look like it?”
Li Xinyan nodded: “Yes.”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
Shen Qingyuan was used to sleeping on a soft, large bed, and suddenly sleeping on the dorm bed was very uncomfortable. She kept recalling the fake snake Tang Zijing had placed on her bed, which caused her to keep dreaming. She dreamt of struggling in a snake pit. When she woke up in the morning, she went to class with two panda eyes.
On the first day, Cang Yan woke up and didn’t see Shen Qingyuan bouncing around. She felt comfortable, completely refreshed, and in high spirits.
She had understood.
Shen Qingyuan was the source of her anger.
As long as Shen Qingyuan was around, she would be angry for one more day.
On the second day, Cang Yan woke up and still didn’t see Shen Qingyuan. She only had one thought: great.
On the third day, Cang Yan still didn’t see Shen Qingyuan. She had no particular feelings, but she was already starting to wonder if Shen Qingyuan was actually so obedient, really not coming back!
She wanted to see how many days Shen Qingyuan could hold out. Cang Yan figured Shen Qingyuan wouldn’t dare to go home, and the dorm wasn’t as comfortable as her place. People accustomed to living off-campus were not used to living in the dorms.
Time flew by, and it was mid-November. Shen Qingyuan had stayed at school for two weeks, and she genuinely wasn’t used to it. The weather was getting colder and colder. She dreamed of a human-snake battle every night. She needed to go back to get some thicker clothes and see if Cang Yan had calmed down.
Moreover, the midterm exams were about to start. Although it was just a midterm exam, the original owner had pretty much lost all the regular assessment points, so she could only rely on the midterm to pull up her score.
Before Shen Qingyuan could go back, someone named Mo Ze contacted her on QQ. She had already looked through the original owner’s chat groups. The Shaolin group members were all male. Since the grade level was indicated, it was easy to distinguish between upperclassmen and underclassmen.
Fearing a misunderstanding, she first asked Li Xinyan.
Li Xinyan propped her chin on her hand and said, “Senior Mo Ze, the most handsome boy in the School of Management. Everyone likes him. You used to like him a lot too, but not long ago, you suddenly beat him up. Is he coming to find you to seek revenge?”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
How many people did the original owner offend?
She asked Li Xinyan to describe her usual social circle.
“Zhou Chuan used to be your best friend. You two often went out together. I even thought you were dating, but after you got married, he suddenly started acting weird.”
Shen Qingyuan was thoughtful. As they spoke, they had arrived at the teaching building. Li Xinyan had to go to the student office to submit materials, so Shen Qingyuan went with her and waited outside the office.
Suddenly, Tang Zijing appeared from somewhere. She had clearly overheard their conversation and said, “You’re trying to flirt with other boys again? Are you sexually unsatisfied?”
She finished speaking and didn’t wait for Shen Qingyuan’s answer. Her eyes darted over Shen Qingyuan’s body, looking like she completely understood. She said, “After all, Cang Yan is so thin and weak and doesn’t have much strength. I’m afraid she can’t satisfy you.”
Shen Qingyuan hadn’t expected to encounter Tang Zijing here. Enemies truly meet on a narrow road. She shrugged and pointed to her eyes, saying, “Look at this. What is it?”
Tang Zijing looked at her dark circles, confused.
Shen Qingyuan looked at Tang Zijing as if she were an idiot and said, “See that? Those are dark circles.”
“And that proves…” Tang Zijing suddenly stopped speaking, unsure why.
Shen Qingyuan lifted her chin and bragged, “That proves Cang Yan is very good in bed. I’m thoroughly satisfied.”
Tang Zijing just wanted to embarrass her, right? When engaging in a verbal battle with shameless people, one must be even more shameless. Shen Qingyuan was always fearless when it came to talking about dirty things.
Shen Qingyuan put her hands on her hips. She was wondering why Tang Zijing was suddenly behaving when she sniffed the scent of Platycodon flowers, and at the same time, Cang Yan’s voice, low and lingering, sounded in her ear: “Are you really thoroughly satisfied?”
Shen Qingyuan: “!!!”
Can someone tell her why Cang Yan was here?