THE FAKE DAUGHTER BECAME THE FAVORITE - CHAPTER 128

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Chapter 128: I Never Take Back What I Give Away.

"Gua-ah! (Get lost!)" Wen Yan snapped, still refusing to budge.

‘Arrogant jerk. You just want to see me make a fool of myself, don't you? Not a chance! You malicious jerk! Scoundrel!!’

Despite being cursed out in Wen Yan’s head, Shen Jinghe didn't give up.

"Just let me see. I’ll give you money, I’ll even pay you back for all the times I asked you for some before."

Wen Yan used her text-to-speech app: "You think a thousand is enough to settle me? You’re treating me like a beggar, Mr. Big Star! Aren't you afraid of losing face by offering such a pittance? It’s beneath your status!"

"Then name your price."

"One hundred thousand!"

"Deal."

"...Money really does make people reckless, huh. Fine, no more nonsense. Take my phone. Transfer the money to me right here, right now. As soon as it hits my account, this mask comes off."

"Fine! Just you wait. It'll be there in a minute."

Shen Jinghe seemed unusually easy to talk to tonight. Without his sharp tongue and prickly attitude, Wen Yan hardly recognized him.

She watched as he tapped away on his phone for a moment. Not long after, a notification chimed on Wen Yan’s device.

"There. I’m a man of my word. Now it’s your turn to keep your promise."

"Fine. I took the money, so I'll do the job! But you have to leave your phone here with me. And you have to guarantee one thing, you are NOT allowed to laugh!"

Shen Jinghe compliantly placed the phone back by Wen Yan’s pillow and asked a seemingly casual question.

"Did Shen Jingchuan laugh at you when he saw you like this?"

Wen Yan thought for a moment before typing: "I don't think so. My mouth and face weren't actually this swollen at the start; it happened gradually. He was actually quite startled when he saw me."

Shen Jinghe’s brow furrowed slightly. "Then why are you so sure I’ll make fun of you?"

This heartless girl had no idea how guilty he felt.

"......" Wen Yan paused, stunned by his tone, then typed back.

"Because... maybe my face actually is pretty funny right now?"

"......" Good grief! Shen Jinghe was actually shocked into a laugh by her response.

Wen Yan didn't dawdle any longer. With a furrowed brow and an expression of grim determination—as if she were heading to her execution—she slowly pulled away the mask covering the lower half of her face.

At that moment, her appearance was, quite frankly, a disaster.

If this were a makeup look for a movie, it certainly would have provided some comedic effect.

But Shen Jinghe couldn't find a single thing to laugh at. Seeing a perfectly beautiful girl ruined like this... those people deserved to die!

His expression darkened visibly.

He didn't stare for long. Reaching out, he took the mask from Wen Yan’s hand. With long, slender fingers, he carefully and gently covered her face again.

"Listen to the doctors and nurses. Get some proper rest."

Wen Yan: "Don't be like this. I'm not used to you being so considerate all of a sudden."

Shen Jinghe glared at her. "What, pearls before swine? I try to speak to you nicely and you’re still unhappy?"

"Ah! There we go. That’s our Shen 'Tsundere' Jinghe."

Shen Jinghe was truly helpless against her.

He let out a frustrated, bitter laugh. "Check your bank notification."

"I already did. It arrived."

"Check it again."

"Why?"

"Just check it when I tell you to. Why so much talk? Is looking one more time going to make you go blind?"

"Well, no." After replying, Wen Yan opened her text messages.

Earlier, she had only given it a cursory glance. Now, as she looked at it properly, her eyes widened.

One million!

Shen Jinghe hadn't transferred a hundred thousand, he had sent a million.

There was an extra zero!

Wen Yan typed furiously.

"What’s wrong with you? Hand slip? You added an extra zero! You gave me a million!"

"I know."

"You know? That's it? Why? Do you think I'm that pitiful? No way... is making money really this easy for me now? This is a bit beyond my imagination."

"Are you crazy... this isn't 'making money.' This is a gift from me."

"Because you feel sorry for me?"

"It’s startup capital for your studio. Do you know where you messed up this time? You were lucky you were smart enough to escape, but you still paid a price. Look at your face. You can’t even speak clearly right now, and who knows how many days you'll need to recover."

"The reason they could use a fake Hou Wenbin was because they were certain you didn't have a manager or an assistant, and that you'd show up to negotiate everything yourself."

"If you had a manager handling your business, that path would have been blocked for them. The chances of something happening to you would have been much lower."

"But if bad people really want to do harm, they'll just find another way if one path is blocked."

"I know. I'm not saying this to victim-blame you. I just want you to minimize your risks as much as humanly possible."

"Mm!" Wen Yan nodded.

She typed: "Thanks, Second Brother. But actually, I do have some money on me. You didn't really need to give me this."

"Just take it. I’ve looked at a few assistants at my studio who seem decent. When your injuries are healed, you can go pick one you get along with yourself."

"Then... I'm really keeping it, okay?"

"Nonsense. I, Shen Jinghe, never take back the things I give away."

"Clap, clap, clap! Second Brother is mighty and domineering!"

"oh no!" Just as they were talking, Su Yang suddenly called.

Wen Yan looked at Shen Jinghe pleadingly. "Whad do I do?"

"I’ll pick it up. The three of us know now anyway, so it doesn't matter if Mom and the Old Man find out. Besides, I'm not sure if Shen Jingxiu can handle the Qiao family alone. But if the Old Man steps in, the Qiaos are finished."

As he spoke, Shen Jinghe answered Su Yang’s call.

"Hello, Mom? It’s Jinghe. I’m with Wen Yan right now. She’s at the hospital..."

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At the Police Station.

Just as the briefing was nearly finished, Shen Jingxiu’s phone suddenly rang.

He stepped aside to take the call.

He returned quickly. "Officers, I have an urgent matter. I need to leave with my brother. We’ll come back to follow up later."

Hearing Shen Jingxiu say this, Shen Jingchuan followed him out, even though he didn't know what was happening.

It wasn't until they were in Shen Jingxiu’s car that Shen Jingchuan finally asked:

"What’s the situation? Did they find that woman named Qiao?"

"Yes."

"So we’re going to see her now?"

"Yes."

"?" Shen Jingchuan didn't quite catch on for a moment. "Then why aren't we bringing the police along to arrest her?"

Shen Jingxiu glanced at his younger brother and asked back, "What do you think?"

Then, he started the engine and sped away.

Shen Jingchuan finally realized. "Got it."

If they brought the police, that Qiao woman wouldn't have to suffer nearly enough.

Half an hour later, Shen Jingxiu drove the car into a deserted factory.

Not far away, a car’s headlights suddenly flashed. Inside were his men, and a deathly pale Qiao Kexin.

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