After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 92: Gaining a Foothold

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Gaining a Foothold

Li Shiheng smelled the scent of Longan Soup and suddenly grabbed Su Youxue’s hand. He said: "Stay."

Su Youxue could hardly hide her surprise, fortunately, she was facing away from Li Shiheng, so her expression went unnoticed.

She turned around, looking back at Li Shiheng, and uncertainly asked, "Mr. Li, do you want me to stay?"

Li Shiheng did not speak, but just slightly tightened his grip on her wrist, indicating her to sit down.

It was Su Youxue’s first time cooking, and although she wasn’t born into a highly affluent family, she was also one who’s hands had never touched spring water.

This self-made sweet soup probably didn’t taste good, but Li Shiheng drank an entire bowl before setting down the bowl.

He asked himself how he thought of making this.

Su Youxue, of course, couldn’t mention that it was Zhuang Jie Ning who had hinted at it, thus she could only say it was a spontaneous idea.

"Understood, you should go back and rest early," Li Shiheng squeezed the bridge of his nose, but his tone was much more gentle compared to when he had earlier commanded her to leave.

Su Youxue looked at Li Shiheng tentatively, cautious, "May I return to the Li Family’s residence? Or to the Half Mountain Villa?"

Li Shiheng’s hand pinching his brow paused as he seemed to be pondering, and after a moment, he said in a low voice, "You may."

Joy appeared in Su Youxue’s heart.

Her heart was pounding fiercely; it was when she stepped out of the hospital room that she felt the real sense of having survived a catastrophe.

If it hadn’t been for Zhuang Jie Ning’s suggested method, she might have already been expelled by Li Shiheng by now.

She didn’t know how Zhuang Jie Ning managed it, but it was not important, just as Zhuang Jie Ning had said, she could help herself stand firm beside Li Shiheng.

In the underground parking lot, Su Youxue sat in her car, asking Zhuang Jie Ning for the address.

The latter chuckled lightly, seemingly having anticipated this day, she calmly gave the address and hung up the phone.

"Shallow Bay."

Su Youxue clenched her teeth, not hesitating to start the car, driving to the address Zhuang Jie Ning had mentioned.

Zhuang Jie Ning had just returned from the Li Family’s house; she had comforted Tang Yuwei who was crying incessantly, feeling that the whole affair was losing interest, at the same time thinking Bian Yue’s gains were indeed beautiful, when Su Youxue’s call came in.

Zhuang Jie Ning knew that Su Youxue had done as she was instructed.

This Longan Soup was just a trivial and not-so-significant part of the past between Bian Yue and Li Shiheng.

At that time, when Li Shiheng had just begun managing part of Fengcheng Group’s affairs, Bian Yue, fearing he would come home tired late at night, dragged herself to the kitchen and cooked Longan Soup.

The Young Master Li had tasted every rare delicacy, how could he fancy a bowl of plain soup?

At that time, Zhuang Jie Ning was not fully aware of the extent of ’Bian Yue’s’ influence on Li Shiheng.

So, the next day, when Bian Yue excitedly told her at school that Li Shiheng had finished all the Longan Soup, her emotions were too complicated to describe.

Zhuang Jie Ning did not know with what feelings Li Shiheng had drunk that cloyingly sweet and hard-to-drink soup, but without a doubt, this matter was very important to Li Shiheng.

Because for many years during the summer rainy seasons afterward, Bian Yue would always make this soup for Li Shiheng.

Zhuang Jie Ning had also been curious; she asked Bian Yue, after making it so many times, if she had any insights.

Bian Yue thought for a moment and told her no, it wasn’t good to drink every time.

Zhuang Jie Ning thereby felt relieved time and again that she had long given up on Li Shiheng.

And now, with this small bowl of Longan Soup, Su Youxue probably got a chance to turn the tides against the wind.

So, that’s why she was so eager to see me.

Zhuang Jie Ning didn’t know whether to laugh or be ironic about it.

She tugged at the corner of her lips, her smile tinged with mockery.

About an hour later, Su Youxue finally arrived at Zhuang Family.

Zhuang Jie Ning instructed the butler to bring her in, heading straight to the fourth-floor study.

Zhuang Jie Ning was practicing calligraphy, her breath held in concentration, all her emotions masked by the demeanor of a gentle and dignified socialite.

As she lifted her brush to write, she seemed oblivious to Su Youxue’s rushed entrance.

Su Youxue, left hanging aside for a long time, finally couldn’t hold back and took the initiative to speak, "Miss Zhuang, you said before that if I figured things out, I could come to you, does that still stand?"

Zhuang Jie Ning paused her calligraphy, leisurely turned to Su Youxue with a sly smile.

"I remember last time, Miss Su dismissed my proposal with disdain, how come it hasn’t been long and you’ve already changed your mind? What, planning to double-cross Li Shiheng and listen to me?"

"Before, I was blind to your superiority, Miss Zhuang."

Su Youxue, casting aside her pride, spoke in a groveling tone, "I only hope Miss Zhuang can forget past grievances and teach me how to win Li Shiheng’s heart."

Zhuang Jie Ning, satisfied, put down her brush. She examined Su Youxue, her words carrying an undertone, "What I want is an obedient dog, as sometimes the biggest worry in keeping pets is their disobedience."

"Miss Zhuang, rest assured, as long as you help me win Li Shiheng’s heart, I’ll be your best informant by his side."

Zhuang Jie Ning covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably.

Su Youxue was much smarter than she had imagined, and also much more unprincipled.

"It’s just unfortunate, I don’t need you to be any kind of informant," Zhuang Jie Ning said, with an air of indifference.

Su Youxue was puzzled but, being in a position to ask for help, cautiously inquired, "Then...what do you want, Miss Zhuang?"

The smile on Zhuang Jie Ning’s face slowly faded away.

First lady-like in elegance, every move reflecting good upbringing.

She stepped in front of Su Youxue and whispered, "I want... Bian Yue to suffer."

Su Youxue looked bewildered, facing the flowing hatred on Zhuang Jie Ning’s face.

"You... You are good friends with Bian Yue, aren’t you?"

"Only equals can be friends. Bian Yue and I, we are destined never to be friends in this lifetime." Zhuang Jie Ning’s face replaced hatred with calmness, her tone indifferent, "We are fated to be lifelong enemies."

As Bian Yue and Shen Jinci arrived at the old Shen Family residence, the butler ran out frantically, approaching them.

"Madam, you’re finally back!" The butler spoke nervously, his eyes on Bian Yue as if seeing a savior.

Bian Yue furrowed her brows, seeing his distressed state, she quickly asked, "What happened? Why this expression?"

"Your friend Miss Wen Jiao was just brought over, bleeding from the wrist and still unconscious."

The butler, not caring about propriety, directly said, "I’ve already had the family doctor take care of her. Miss Wen is physically fine, but we don’t know why, she still hasn’t woken up."

Shen Jinci was stunned, not expecting Wei Shuqian’s return to push Wen Jiao to such lengths.

But judging from his understanding of Wei Shuqian, this wasn’t his usual way of handling things.

Bian Yue’s face turned pale, and she hurriedly asked the butler, "In which room is Wen Jiao?"