Marrying the Ugly Woman of a Rich and Powerful Family - Chapter 22
Cang Yan scanned Shen Qingyuan up and down, feeling the cake tasted quite good. She took a plate herself, scooped a small piece of cake, and said, “Doing it yourself, how can you be so sure you’ll achieve self-sufficiency?”
Perhaps because Shen Qingyuan often discussed this topic, Cang Yan didn’t feel any shame at all.
If it were anyone else in front of her, Cang Yan would not have been so candid, but in front of Shen Qingyuan, she was inexplicably relaxed, feeling that they had passed the stage of becoming pale when discussing s3x.
“You are not a fish; how can you know the joy of a fish?” Shen Qingyuan showed no shame on her face either. “You are not me. How do you know that by doing it myself, I cannot achieve self-sufficiency?”
She debated seriously with Cang Yan.
Cang Yan’s eyes immediately brightened, and a bit more curiosity appeared. She forked a piece of cake and asked, “Have you done it yourself?”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
She became angry out of embarrassment and said, “Don’t change the subject! What business is it of yours whether I’ve done it myself or not!”
She wasn’t a saint.
Hearing this, Cang Yan defaulted to the assumption that Shen Qingyuan had done it herself. Remembering that she was a few years older, she said with a serious look, “At such a young age, your main focus should be on your studies. Don’t constantly think about these irrelevant things. There’s nothing interesting about this kind of thing.”
“Oh? Then how do you know this thing isn’t interesting? Have you tried it yourself out of curiosity?” Shen Qingyuan retaliated in kind, turning the tables on Cang Yan.
Cang Yan’s face suddenly became unnatural. She lowered her head to eat the cake to conceal her guilt, saying, “That kind of boring thing, what’s there to be curious about?”
“Then how do you know that kind of thing is boring? Have you tried it yourself?” Shen Qingyuan continued the Russian doll-style questioning, determined to make Cang Yan admit she had tried it.
Seeing that Shen Qingyuan was asking relentlessly, Cang Yan decided to resolve the problem with force, saying coldly, “Shut up! You are not allowed to talk about this topic anymore!”
“Only the magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden to light lamps,” Shen Qingyuan snorted. “I think you are the one with a head full of lewd thoughts. I kindly bought you cake to eat, only wanting to thank you for helping me, but you twisted it into something else.”
“That’s because you have a record,” Cang Yan said matter-of-factly. “I see you now as a walking Minion. This inherent impression won’t change anytime soon. It’s up to you whether you can successfully clear your name later.”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
You’re the Minion! Your whole family are Minions!
She picked up a snow maid, took a big bite, as if it were Cang Yan’s face, and said, “No good deed goes unpunished. You clearly have a stereotype. You’re discriminating against me!”
“Fine, I discriminate against you,” Cang Yan admitted candidly.
She indeed had a stereotype about Shen Qingyuan. Since the beginning when the fanfiction was written, she felt that Shen Qingyuan’s mind was different from others, completely filled with smut.
Shen Qingyuan ate the snow maid sullenly. The sweetness made her feel uneasy, and she wondered how Cang Yan could love sweets so much. She immediately ate an apple to cut the sweetness.
Seeing Cang Yan’s covetous look, Shen Qingyuan slowly wiped her hands with a napkin and said maliciously, “If you want to eat, peel it yourself.”
Cang Yan was too lazy to peel it herself, so she peeled a banana and continued to eat the cake in small bites.
When she encountered food she liked, she ate very slowly, yet she looked like a cute hamster while eating.
Cream stuck to Cang Yan’s lips, and her cheeks puffed slightly: “Where did you buy this cake? It’s quite tasty.”
Shen Qingyuan ground her teeth and said, “So you didn’t hear what I said earlier. I bought it at the dessert shop near our school gate. I deliberately waited in line for half an hour to bring you something delicious, and yet you still thought the wrong thing.”
“The taste is quite unique. I’ll give you the money. Buy me one every day after school,” Cang Yan indeed liked this cake very much, and added, “But just buy a miniature one. I can’t eat this much. Buying more is a waste.”
Shen Qingyuan just wanted to strike a deal with Cang Yan now. Looking very reluctant, she said, “Fine, but then don’t chase me back to school. The school bed is truly uncomfortable. I promise I won’t intentionally anger you again.”
Cang Yan suddenly realized, “So you bought the cake to bribe me. I didn’t stop you from coming back. I only said I didn’t want to see you recently. You were the one who didn’t come back for two weeks. What does that have to do with me?”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
It’s my fault then?
Shen Qingyuan stopped talking, staring at Cang Yan eating the cake.
A beautiful person looks good even with food on their mouth, making one even want to lick it clean with their own mouth.
“!!!”
Shen Qingyuan was startled by her own thought. She quickly adjusted her posture, put her legs together, and placed her hands on her knees, looking straight ahead, determined not to look at Cang Yan.
Cang Yan gave her a strange look. Having finished her food for the day, she slowly wiped her hands and mouth clean.
“How did you do on your midterm exams?”
She knew Shen Qingyuan had been studying hard recently and, as a “parent,” thought she should show concern and encouragement, mainly because Shen Qingyuan’s grades were so bad.
Cang Yan truly didn’t want someone close to her to have such bad grades and wanted to use her kind heart to encourage her to study well.
Shen Qingyuan sat upright: “Passing should not be a problem.”
Cang Yan said sincerely, “Just passing is fine. I didn’t expect you to do exceptionally well. Just don’t fail any subjects after this; that will only hinder your own future.”
Shen Qingyuan thought, Who wants to fail subjects? and said worriedly, “I understand, but I don’t like this major.”
“Then why did you choose it?” Cang Yan had thought Shen Qingyuan wanted to become a literary master, writing fanfiction and studying Chinese Language and Literature.
Too bad her heart isn’t in it.
Or perhaps her brain can’t keep up.
Shen Qingyuan was not the original host and made up a reason: “I don’t know either. Maybe my head was confused at the time.”
Cang Yan rolled her eyes and suggested, “Since you chose it, study it properly. If you really don’t like it, you can switch majors or pursue postgraduate studies, although the leap in difficulty is quite big.”
Shen Qingyuan said, “I want to pursue postgraduate studies.”
Cang Yan asked, “Professional Master’s or Academic Master’s? Which major?”
Shen Qingyuan said, “Academic Master’s, Mathematics. I want to go to S University.”
She had already checked. S University was one of the top mathematics institutions in the country. Of course, it wasn’t a given that she would go; it depended on her study situation at the time.
Cang Yan felt her ambition was too high but didn’t want to dampen her enthusiasm, saying, “Hiss, have you passed Advanced Mathematics?”
“We don’t study Advanced Mathematics. Even if we did, I would pass the remedial exam,” Shen Qingyuan was confident in mathematics-related subjects. Combined with her knowledge from her past life, she believed she could do it.
Cang Yan glanced at her and said, “You’re really confident.”
Shen Qingyuan raised her chin and said, “One should see a scholar in a new light after an absence of three days.”
Cang Yan didn’t think so, saying, “I’m waiting for you to succeed in your postgraduate exam and prove me wrong.”
Shen Qingyuan immediately tried to cozy up to her, saying, “We’re close. Why must you prove me wrong? You should give me positive encouragement. For example, if I succeed, you promise me one thing.”
Cang Yan refused, saying, “I don’t do losing business.”
“How boring. It’s called angel investing,” Shen Qingyuan blurted out randomly. She only knew it was an investment term and, literally, thought it meant kind people investing in the weak.
Cang Yan guessed she didn’t know the exact meaning of angel investing either and retorted randomly, “Do you look like an angel?”
Shen Qingyuan: “…”
The two bantered randomly.
Shen Qingyuan bought too much cake. Cang Yan was particular about her daily intake. She only ate less than one-eighth of one cake, let alone the two Shen Qingyuan bought.
“Give the other untouched one to Aunt Cai to deal with.”
Shen Qingyuan finally had a good night’s sleep that night. The soft and comfortable bed allowed her to roll around as she pleased. She was happy even in her dreams, even dreaming that Cang Yan was dripping wax on her, and the wax only hurt slightly when it touched her skin.
It actually felt quite comfortable.
Shen Qingyuan was sleeping soundly, hugging a pillow. The alarm clock, which she had forgotten to turn off, rang abruptly, shattering her sweet dream. She quickly fumbled for her phone and turned off the alarm.
But she couldn’t fall asleep again.
Shen Qingyuan groggily got up, washed up, and went downstairs. Cang Yan was sitting on the sofa, becoming increasingly casual in her demeanor.
“Oh right, here are the investigation results for that Mo Ze. You can report him to the police anytime you want,” Cang Yan lazily pointed to an opened file bag.
Shen Qingyuan took the file bag, feeling its heaviness.
She opened it and saw that besides the text description, there were even photos. She didn’t know how Cang Yan managed to investigate this. The results were even more detailed than an official file.
In summary, Mo Ze had a difficult childhood. His parents divorced. His grades in elementary, middle, and high school were always top-notch. Before the college entrance exam, he got a severe cold, performed poorly, and missed his dream school. From then on, he became taciturn and arrogant in his interactions with people, but from a psychological perspective, this should be an excess of inferiority.
The initial profile was relatively normal, sounding like a dark, yandere male protagonist in a novel, but then it moved into illegal activities.
Mo Ze was selling a large number of illegally filmed s3x videos from an unknown source on foreign websites.
Shen Qingyuan’s face darkened. Mo Ze thought the original host and Zhou Chuan were a couple and wanted to film their outdoor s3x video, which was why he unintentionally filmed the scene of Zhou Chuan pushing the original host into the water.
She cursed, “Pervert!”
Cang Yan knew she would be angry and said, “He can threaten you, and you can naturally threaten him, but I prefer to hand this matter over to the police. You are a student, and it’s not appropriate for you to handle it personally.”
This was also for the sake of Shen Qingyuan’s safety. Some people, knowing they have no way out, will resort to desperate measures.
Shen Qingyuan closed the file bag and said, “I’ll act well later, pretending I don’t know about this, so Mo Ze thinks the police investigation has nothing to do with me.”
At that time, Mo Ze would be in a panic. Even if he was busy deleting the s3x videos, he wouldn’t delete the video of pushing her into the water. That’s because Mo Ze and Zhou Chuan had a feud, and that video seemed plausible and legal on the surface. It could even be argued that it was accidentally filmed, which Mo Ze could use to atone for his crimes or take revenge on Zhou Chuan.
Anyway, I’ll slowly deal with Zhou Chuan later.
Mo Ze’s miscalculation was overconfidence, believing no one could uncover what he had done. He never expected Cang Yan to be so resourceful, capable of exposing him completely.
The thought that some seemingly respectable people were actually beasts in human skin sent a chill down Shen Qingyuan’s spine.
Cang Yan saw that although Shen Qingyuan’s plan had flaws, her mind was flexible, and said, “Just don’t get involved. I can handle the rest.”
Shen Qingyuan nodded repeatedly and praised her with a face full of admiration: “Big Sister, you are amazing!”
Cang Yan smiled proudly, just about to say that it was nothing and that she just had professionals do professional work, when Shen Qingyuan added, “You’re amazing in every area, except you’re not good in bed.”
Cang Yan: “…”
“Get lost.”
Shen Qingyuan later contacted Mo Ze, saying that since she only choked on water and was old friends with Zhou Chuan, she didn’t want to fall out with him, so she didn’t want the video anymore.
Mo Ze was surprised that she didn’t want the video and kept pressing her, but Shen Qingyuan, acting like an innocent fool, consistently insisted that friendship came first.
During this time, before Shen Qingyuan went home, she would always wait in line to buy cake for Cang Yan. Cang Yan had a small appetite. Although she liked cake, she only ate a fist-sized amount every day.
Shen Qingyuan thought that since Cang Yan ate cake every day, even in small amounts, it was still high-calorie food, and she should gain some weight. Who knew that Cang Yan actually got thinner instead?
Shen Qingyuan worried, “Are you eating too many sweets and getting diabetes?”
Cang Yan: “…”
If you can’t speak properly, don’t speak at all!
If you can’t use your mouth, you can donate it!