After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 44: Come Out With Me

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Come Out With Me

Bian Yue was taken aback, then smiled.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank Mrs. Shen! Assistant Kang told us to be enthusiastic when we see you!"

The front desk executive said with a grin, "We usually don’t even greet Mr. Shen when we see him."

Bian Yue was quite surprised: "Is that so?"

"Mr. Shen doesn’t like to be the center of attention," the executive explained.

It was indeed Shen Jinci’s style.

The executive led Bian Yue to a private elevator nearby.

"Mrs. Shen, the elevator has arrived."

With the elevator doors slowly opening, the executive’s address of "Mrs. Shen" was even more diligent.

Bian Yue still said thank you in a low voice.

She felt a very unreal sensation.

It was as if at this moment, the identity of Mrs. Shen was solemnly pasted onto Bian Yue’s body, clearer than ever.

Meanwhile, inside the meeting room, there was another scene entirely.

Shen Shiniang being driven out of Xiangjiang had been a while, and it was not usually brought up anymore.

However, Shen Zhaoli had returned.

Shen Zhaoli’s identity in the Shen Family had always been a mystery.

He was brought home by Shen Jinci’s father and recognized as an adopted son, but was also kept out of the core of the Shen Family for many years, not allowed any involvement.

Later, it was Shen Zhaoli himself who started a venture capital company abroad. In the American Bay Area, he became a unicorn company and went public on Nasdaq three years later, finally earning his entry ticket into Lixing Group.

At this time, he was sitting to Shen Jinci’s left, his face too brilliantly colored, with features perhaps more suited for a woman, seductively beautiful.

His slender, porcelain-white fingers were fiddling with a pen quietly, looking at Shen Jinci with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Brother, your tactics... they’re quite chilling. After all, we’re supposed to be a family."

Shen Zhaoli spoke softly: "Shen Shiniang’s leaving the country is no big deal, but how do you expect the other uncles to view you? Not to mention, I’ve heard that you’ve been unwell for quite some time, it would be best to focus on accumulating good deeds."

Everyone present couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

Shen Jinci’s gaze remained indifferent, calmly meeting Shen Zhaoli’s.

He wouldn’t be angered by a few sentences like these, but he indeed found Shen Zhaoli’s arrogance excessive.

"Did you come all the way from the United States just to plead for Shen Shiniang?"

Shen Jinci’s tone was indifferent: "When our father died, you didn’t even come back to have a look, did you?"

The smile on Shen Zhaoli’s face turned cold.

He looked at Shen Jinci expressionlessly, and the atmosphere between the two brothers became heavy.

"That’s right, I’m just the adopted son, and my coming back would just be a nuisance," he said.

Shen Zhaoli bared his teeth in a smile, his eyes reddening as he looked at Shen Jinci, "When have you ever truly considered me a brother? Our fraternal bonds are, of course, flimsy. But no matter what, I never thought of sending Shen Shiniang out of the country; he is, after all, our elder."

Shen Jinci remained unmoved, as calm as ever.

He said, "Then you go to Southeast Asia and fish him back, and take good care of him for the rest of his days."

Shen Zhaoli could no longer muster a smile.

And the atmosphere on the scene became awkward to an unbearable extent.

"Zhaoli... you shouldn’t speak to Mr. Shen like that," Shen Jian cautiously advised: "Your uncle Shen Shiniang, who bribed numerous media outlets to spread rumors about your elder brother, wasn’t sent to prison by him. Instead, he just made him go abroad. That’s really quite magnanimous already."

Shen Zhaoli was well aware.

He just wanted to capitalize on the situation.

Seeing that even his second uncle Shen Jian was speaking up, and that none of the present shareholders dared to chime in on his behalf, he also knew that Jinci’s position was secure and that there was no room for him to shake it.

He let out a light chuckle, leaning back in his chair, with a peaceful smile returning to his face, he said: "In that case, I’m to blame as the younger brother here, not having enough empathy for my elder brother’s difficulties. By the way, I’ve heard that my elder brother is already married. Is the bride pretty? I haven’t had the chance to see her yet."

The look on Jinci’s face turned slightly cold.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the table surface, each word sinking heavily: "Shen Zhaoli, what are you trying to do?"

"What do you mean what am I trying to do? I don’t understand what you’re saying. I am simply inquiring, who is this sister-in-law of ours who is so remarkable that you, my brother, would insist on getting married even while close to death."

Shen Zhaoli smiled, seemingly harmless, but his words were sufficiently venomous: "Big brother, if you die, how will this sister-in-law of ours survive in the Shen Family?"

Over all these years, Jinci had seen all sorts of filth to secure his position at the head of Lixing Group.

Yet, with just a few words from Shen Zhaoli, a surge of hostility filled the air. "I would advise you to shut your mouth."

His reply was short and icy, carrying an air of lethal seriousness.

Shen Zhaoli couldn’t contain his glee, bursting into outright laughter.

For so long, over so many years, no matter what he said in front of Jinci, the latter always maintained an indifferent facade.

Today, he finally got a reaction. It was indeed a cause for celebration.

None of the shareholders dared to speak, only Shen Jian who had just spoken up mustered his courage again, saying, "Zhaoli, stop provoking Mr. Shen..."

"Big brother, is second uncle saying that I’m provoking you?" Shen Zhaoli chuckled lightly, his voice gentle: "I’m just trying to tell you, even if you were to unfortunately die one day, I would surely take good care of your Bian Yue for you, ensuring she doesn’t suffer in the Shen Family."

Jinci looked at Shen Zhaoli indifferently.

The next moment, he slowly stood up, his towering presence oppressive, "Get out."

Riding on the surge of enthusiasm, Shen Zhaoli said, "Why should I leave?"

Just as Bian Yue stepped out of the elevator, she heard a scream coming from deep within the conference room in the corridor.

Before Bian Yue could realize what had happened, Kang Yu ran over from not far away, pausing in surprise upon seeing Bian Yue.

"Madam, why have you come here?"

Bian Yue asked what happened?

Kang Yu looked anxious, saying he had just heard the news too, that Mr. Shen broke his brother’s leg in the conference room.

Bian Yue didn’t know which was more shocking: learning that Jinci had a brother or that his brother’s leg had been broken by him.

"Madam, I won’t keep you longer. I need to take young master Zhaoli away."

Bian Yue said, "Let me go with you. I want to see what’s wrong with Jinci."

So, they headed to the chaotic conference room, one after the other.

Inside, it was a complete mess, with the shareholders standing around trying to mediate, yet none dared to step forward.

Deep in the conference room, Jinci, emotionless, had his foot placed on Shen Zhaoli’s already broken leg, his voice calm as he faintly praised, "You’re truly capable. For many years, it has been a long time since I’ve had to get my hands dirty myself."

Shen Zhaoli’s face turned pale from pain, yet he managed to return a smile, gritting his teeth, "That is indeed my honor, to have you, my big brother...go through such great lengths!"

When Bian Yue entered, she happened to hear this exchange.

She didn’t know the cause and effect and so nervously clutched the insulated box, her expression shocked as she stared at Jinci, enveloped in an aura of hostility.

He too only then first noticed her gaze, the murderous intent churning across his handsome features abruptly restrained, murmuring her name softly, "Bian Yue..."

Knowing this was not the place to talk, she whispered, "Jinci, come out with me."

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