The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

Chapter 396: Chapter 396: Never Seen Such a Shameless Woman

Shen Jishi blurted out.

“Are you out of your mind?”

Shen Jishi had been in the industry for years and had seen all sorts of people, but he really hadn’t encountered anyone like Xu Xiaoru before!

Xu Xiaoru blinked, sitting on the sofa in Shen Jishi’s office, casually applying nail polish to herself.

“Isn’t this just another show for all those crazies in the Xu Family? Anyway, making out with a gorgeous woman like me isn’t exactly a losing deal for you.”

“How am I not losing out here?”

Shen Jishi almost jumped to his feet, staring at Xu Xiaoru in disbelief.

Xu Xiaoru dried her freshly painted nails, stood up, and said nonchalantly, “I’ll help you deal with this matter. In return, you’ll come back with me to the Xu Family for dinner. That’s fair, right?”

Shen Jishi asked cautiously, “Under what identity?”

“College alumni, dear. Your last name is Shen, that’s enough. Be grateful—if you hadn’t won the reincarnation lottery, I wouldn’t be bothering to ask you at all.”

Shen Jishi was so angry his face turned red!

“Why don’t you go ask my third brother? He’s single too!”

“He has too many fans. I don’t want to get scolded for it. Besides, you and I are in the same profession—it’s convenient.”

Convenient for her, but did she ever think about how he felt?

“You’re living in our house already. What exactly do you want?”

The assistant immediately lowered her head.

OMG!

What kind of explosive gossip is this?

Lawyer Xu is living in Lawyer Shen’s house?

The assistant clenched her hand into a fist and shoved it into her mouth, lest she inadvertently spill this massive news and end up silenced by Lawyer Shen…

Xu Xiaoru shrugged helplessly.

“It’s because I’m living at your place. My mom insists I bring a certain Mr. Shen home for a meal. If you don’t agree, I’ll have to settle for the next available single man with a Shen surname who’s worth considering—and that means your grandpa!”

Xu Xiaoru glanced back at Shen Jishi with a flirtatious smile.

“Do you mind if I become your step-grandma, dear grandson?”

Shen Jishi had never seen a woman so shameless!

But he couldn’t do anything about it—Zuo Wanjun actually liked her quite a lot. She had been sweet-talking and acting cute non-stop, flattering Zuo Wanjun to the skies, practically becoming like Zuo Wanjun’s own child!

Even if he wanted to kick Xu Xiaoru out, he couldn’t…

Thinking about the possibility of her actually going to Elder Shen, Shen Jishi clenched his fists.

“Fine! You win. Just don’t scare my grandpa. If you can actually get Mr. Jin’s mother’s mental health diagnosis to hold up, I’ll go to dinner with you.”

After all, it’s just one meal.

Besides, he didn’t really believe Xu Xiaoru could handle this matter so easily!

Xu Xiaoru snapped her fingers. “Watch me.”

Shen Jishi thought for a moment, still feeling uneasy, and decided to follow her.

“I’m coming with you.”

“Why are you tagging along? Trying to steal my techniques?”

Shen Jishi replied nonchalantly, “I’m afraid you’ll resort to violence and end up slapped with criminal charges.”

…

At the hospital, in the psychiatric ward.

A middle-aged woman dressed impeccably had her hair styled neatly, adorned with a pearl hairpin, looking particularly sophisticated and elegant.

Mrs. Jin smiled gently at the doctor. “Thank you for your trouble, but I really don’t have any mental health issues. I accidentally hurt my younger daughter earlier—just playing around with her as a joke. As a mother, I also feel incredibly guilty.”

As she spoke, she wiped her tears, her demeanor appearing deeply sorrowful.

There was a knock at the door. Qingwu entered, wearing a white coat and a mask, gesturing with her eyes for Wen Qu to swap seats.

A younger-looking doctor was swapped in. Even though only her eyes were visible, Mrs. Jin suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy.

But then she thought—after so many doctors, none of them had determined she had any mental issues, so why should this one be any different?

As long as she stayed alive, there was no way those two unfilial daughters could send her to a hospital!

Qingwu asked calmly, “Can you evaluate your two children?”

“My two daughters are very outstanding. They graduated from prestigious universities and now have great jobs in the arts. They inherited and benefited from my superb artistic influence and genetics—they’re truly excellent children.”

“I heard you’ve always felt regretful for not having a son?”

Mrs. Jin wiped her tears.

“Doctor, you’re still young, haven’t had children yet, right? Aren’t all children their mother’s flesh and blood? As for sons, you don’t understand. In rural areas, if you don’t have a son, people point fingers at you!”

Qingwu looked at her. “You don’t live in a rural area—why would you worry about being gossiped about?”

Mrs. Jin froze momentarily!

She’d grown up in the city. What did rural gossip have to do with her?

“…My mother had only daughters, and when I was little, her in-laws scorned her constantly. It made me very sad.”

Qingwu acknowledged with a hum.

She pointed to a family photo on the computer screen.

“This is your parents’ family photo, isn’t it? If I’m not mistaken, your mother had three sons—you’re her only daughter.”

Narcissistic personality disorder patients often weave endless lies!

Mrs. Jin didn’t flinch.

“Doctor, you’re still young. You wouldn’t understand the subtleties of human relationships. Besides, what’s the harm in regretting something? Regardless, I raised two excellent daughters!”

“Your husband’s mistress gave birth to a son for him.”

Mrs. Jin froze mid-sentence!

That wretched woman—how dare she give her husband a son!

“…Well, that’s fine. Besides, my husband is gone now. Our marriage was never happy; let’s not dwell on that.”

“If it was unhappy, why didn’t you leave him?”

“For the sake of the children. How could I divorce him? If the children grew up without a father, they’d never have solid foundations for themselves in the future! I was willing to sacrifice my dignity for my children’s brighter prospects, even if it meant enduring such a miserable marriage.”

Mrs. Jin sounded pitiful.

“I was only trying to ensure my children’s happiness. What did I do wrong? Even if I sacrificed myself, it doesn’t matter! I used to be so extraordinary and capable, yet I willingly gave it all up for my children.”

Qingwu listened to her story and then changed the topic.

“It’s said the last time you argued with your younger daughter, it was because you didn’t like her outfit?”

Mrs. Jin wiped her tears dry.

“Dressing up is meant to make oneself look better. I was just giving my daughter some suggestions. Modern information is so overwhelming that she, an arts graduate, seems to have lost her sense of aesthetics.”

“It’s this season—I don’t think it’s attractive for her to wear knee-high boots. It only highlights her poorly shaped legs. I pointed it out—what’s the problem?”

“And her hairstyle—why make it so cheap-looking? As an art student, how could her aesthetics be this bad? She even hung up on me. Does she want to sever ties with me?”

Qingwu gave her a glance, calm as ever.

“She’s financially independent, free in her own aesthetic choices. How she dresses reflects her individual taste.”

“I just hope she can be better. But if she insists that ugliness is justice, then I have nothing more to say!”

Qingwu stood up. “I understand. Thank you for your cooperation.”

Mrs. Jin’s actions perfectly matched the profile of a narcissistic personality disorder.

What’s needed now is an external stimulus to force her true self to surface.

Opening the door, Xu Xiaoru leaned against the doorframe, sucking on a lollipop, beaming mischievously.

“Auntie, you’re so blessed! Your eldest daughter’s boyfriend happens to be the CEO of Changrong!”