Chapter 449: Come Up and Change the Bedsheet

“Mom!”

Shen Shixuan’s eyes lit up; she clasped Jiang Ling’s hand in return, and both shared a tacit glance towards Ye Shiqing.

“You’re right, why should I lower myself to her level?

Sooner or later, she’ll be dead anyway.”

Soon, the servant brought the medicine for the wound, and Jiang Ling personally applied it to Shen Shixuan.

“What about her then?

Just let her carry on like this?” Shen Shixuan couldn’t let it go as she went upstairs.

Jiang Ling, however, looked towards the upstairs where Shen Shichu had been standing, leaning over the railings for a long time.

She scolded, “Keep your own woman in line, especially her mouth.

Don’t let her go around spreading rumors.”

Shen Shichu raised an eyebrow.

With Jiang Ling and Shen Shixuan ascending the stairs, the servants left Ye Shiqing thrown on the ground.

At that moment, she seemed to have vented enough, sitting on the ground disheveled, not crying or making a scene, yet her face still resembled that of a Fierce Ghost.

“Ye Shiqing,” Shen Shichu called out coolly.

Ye Shiqing did not respond.

Sitting collapsed as if in a daze.

Shen Shichu was not in a hurry, not urging, his hands bent on the railing, his body slightly inclined downward, an angle that conveniently allowed a clear view of Ye Shiqing’s disgraceful state.

After a while, she raised her head, biting her lip fiercely.

Their eyes met; Shen Shichu’s mouth curled up slightly, but his smile was extremely cold.

“Come up, change the bedsheets.”

Ye Shiqing shuddered, stood up with the support of a coffee table, her legs trembling, staggering, then falling again.

She didn’t think of getting up immediately, instead looking at Shen Shichu, hoping he would care for her as before and pick her up.

However, this man was heartless; he was neither anxious nor inclined to come over.

“Brother Chu, have you changed, or have I?”

Shen Shichu scoffed, “Does it matter?”

Ye Shiqing was close to crying, “Then what does matter?”

“Obviously changing the bedsheets; otherwise, how am I supposed to sleep tonight?”

Ye Shiqing wanted to ask where she would sleep tonight?

He had just been with another woman; the room was filled with a fishy, salty smell, nauseating her.

But Shen Shichu didn’t give her a chance to speak, turning around before she could finish speaking, he had not walked two steps when he suddenly turned back with a bizarre smile: “Ye Shiqing, you aren’t really going crazy, are you?”

Ye Shiqing’s face instantly paled; she suddenly understood that Shen Shichu truly didn’t love her anymore, but she would have to depend on him to survive from now on.

“How could I,” Ye Shiqing smiled, “Brother Chu, that joke isn’t funny.”

“Oh?

Is that so?” Shen Shichu turned and walked into the bedroom, “Aren’t you coming up yet?”

Ye Shiqing didn’t go up immediately; she went downstairs to wash her face and applied a light makeup to make herself look less haggard.

She didn’t know how she had endured it.

Maybe it was because she had vented all the pent-up anger in her heart on Shen Shixuan earlier, so she could barely control her emotions as she replaced the messy and stained bedsheets.

After smoothing out the last corner, Ye Shiqing suddenly broke down, a wave of nausea surged up, and she rushed into the bathroom to vomit.

She stayed inside for quite a while, and when she came out, Shen Shichu had already laid down to sleep.

Ye Shiqing stared at him fixedly, looking at the bed, unable to lie down, and went to sleep in the adjacent bedroom instead.

The turmoil in the Shen Family tonight did not leak out.

But finding out wouldn’t be difficult.

Lu Zhenzhen had been keeping an eye on the movements at the Shen Family; when the small-time celebrity ran out, hiding at the Shen family awaiting her manager to pick her up, she spilled all her grievances to the manager because she spoke too quickly without the Shen Family dealing with her first.

Regarding the later altercation between Ye Shiqing and Shen Shixuan, Lu Zhenzhen also knew and described it vividly to Nan Jiaojiao.