Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 58 Why Should I Drink with a Cranky Old Man

Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Why Should I Drink with a Cranky Old Man

Though the nanny was old, her charms were still intact, her manners exuding allure. On her wrist was the distinct mark of a blooming plum blossom, indistinguishable from that on Sister-in-law Yan’s body.

It was a unique mark of Yanguifang.

On the first day of lessons, the nanny took out a thick and long piece of jade, shooting Shen Hua a profoundly meaningful look with a deep smile.

"Mr. Shen has ordered that Miss Shen has no way out, whether to learn willingly or unwillingly. There is absolutely no room for negotiation in this matter."

She approached.

"Miss Shen’s little mouth is so pretty, I wonder if it can take it?"

Saying this, she attempted to place the jade into Shen Hua’s mouth.

Yicui was older than Shen Hua; although she had not been with a man, she had heard crude old women recklessly speak filthy words and had a vague guess of what it was about. She immediately darkened her face and pushed the woman away: "How dare you! Such filthy things, you dare to sully Miss Shen’s eyes with them!"

Yicui’s hatred for Shen Qu ran deep to her bones.

"Does he think of Miss Shen as a plaything for anyone’s humiliation? I respect him, hence I address him as ’Mr.’, but if there is no main wife, what is he really worth? People should know their own worth and carry themselves with dignity. And you, having served countless men, disgust me to my core; yet you find pride in that. Absurd!"

Yicui’s words were firm and resolute: "Even in our Miss Shen’s destitution, she is still the sole heiress of the main family! How dare he treat her with such insult? Get out!"

"You filthy old wretch, hurry up and leave!"

Although Shen Hua didn’t know what the object was, seeing Yicui’s agitated outburst made her whole body tremble.

She was feeling delicate and annoyed.

"You touched it with your hands, and you want to stuff it into my mouth, are you dirty?"

Shen Hua frowned deeply: "This hard thing doesn’t resemble a pastry, can it be eaten? Tell me, can you eat it? Is Shen Qu already mistreating me in terms of food?"

She was clearly unaware of what it was.

However, her chest heaved dramatically with anger.

"Want me to be obedient? Just because he’s surnamed Shen? What audacity."

As she spoke, she picked up a scalding teacup and smashed it directly on the nanny’s head.

Seeing the blood gushing from the nanny’s head, which left her in agonizing pain and rolling her eyes, Shen Hua felt a fleeting moment of fear and a brief second of guilt, but swiftly categorized her and Shen Qu as beasts alike.

She tenderly cradled her red, swollen fingertips. Looking pitiful, she sniffled at Yicui, urging her on.

"It’s so hot, so hot. Get me some medicine quickly."

That night, Shen Qu came. Accompanying him was the chilling cold wind.

"Shen Hua! What have you caused again?"

Shen Hua was despondently inspecting her fingers, which were wrapped in white gauze and completely unable to close.

The injury looked horrific, but only Yicui knew that there wasn’t even a blister, let alone any swelling.

Shen Qu was unaware. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes revealing an indescribable emotion. He strode forward quickly.

"Who did this to you?"

Seeing it was him, Shen Hua immediately scowled, not wishing to see him at all.

As she turned to go back into her room, she was swiftly blocked by the man.

Never had Shen Hua hated someone so deeply.

Her pale lips trembled: "How dare you, a man of adopted status, treat me with such disrespect? I, Shen Hua, might as well die, but who can guarantee that one day the whole Fengzhou City won’t spread your ambition, both die and the net breaks, neither side getting peace of mind?"

As if Shen Qu had heard nothing, his innate coldness still prevailed, but there was urgency: "I’m asking you who hurt you!"

Shen Hua really didn’t understand what Shen Qu was playing at.

With his reputation on the rise, the worse off she was, the more delighted Shen Qu should be, right?

"Of course, it’s the person you brought!"

"If she hadn’t gone mad for no reason, why would I have hastily thrown tea at her head in my agitation?"

Shen Qu choked, seemingly reminded of something, his gaze towards Shen Hua deepening, his tone lowering.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Shen Hua responded with a sneer: "Why the pretense and feigned compassion? If you want to know the pain, why don’t you boil your hand in scalding tea water and find out?"

As she spoke, she glanced at him lightly and fleetingly.

"Shen Qu, this is just so uninteresting of you, wanting to send me away to please others, all the while harboring greedy desires for me."

Shen Qu’s lips parted and then closed, closed again and then opened, but in the end, they were soundless.

There was indeed no dispute about these words.

He was also constantly conflicted.

It was supposed to be his plan to make use of Shen Hua, a girl who looked down upon everyone. Yet, as the appointed time to send Shen Hua away drew closer, he grew increasingly restless.

It shouldn’t have been like this.

He shouldn’t have been kind to her.

As reason returned, his gaze also firmed.

"Was she not taught well? It seems that even the best nanny in Shengjing Yanguifang is no more than an empty name."

He was tender and yet deceitful.

"Yangyang, if you dislike her, I can certainly find someone else to teach you. There will always be one to your satisfaction."

His gaze intensely fixed on Shen Hua’s lips for a long while, suppressing all restless emotions.

If it were possible...

He looked for a long time, his gaze dimming and brightening intermittently. Shen Hua felt so stared at that she shivered and couldn’t help but step back a few paces.

Seeing this, Shen Qu came back to his senses and let out a slight sigh: "I asked someone to come, only for your own good, yet you fail to appreciate my well-meaning efforts. If you learn well, maybe you can suffer less in the future."

Though the Prefect was old, he was still strong. To his knowledge, not long ago, a girl walked in there but was carried out; she nursed her wounds for half a month.

He looked affectionately at the girl that was within reach yet whom he shouldn’t think of. He was struggling with a thousand thoughts, seemingly about to make a difficult decision.

After a long while,

"He is getting on in years. Brother promises you that once the Prefect passes away, I will bring you back. You won’t suffer the slightest hardship abroad."

This sentence seemed to be his considerate decision after weighing his options.

After that day, old women came visiting one after another.

However, Shen Hua never saw that cane again. But still, she felt nauseated.

These people were teaching her every day how to please a man and how to bewitch just the right amount.

For example,

— "Miss Shen, you need to be gentle. Occasionally showing a little temperament can be charming, but if you’re always like this, you will only be disliked."

Shen Hua was impatient.

— "Do you want a hole knocked in your head as well?"

Or,

— "Miss Shen, when walking, you should sway a bit more seductively. To my old eyes, it’s time to tailor some tighter clothes for you, so your figure will be charming and graceful."

Shen Hua continued to be impatient.

— "You might as well tailor one for yourself; no amount of layers can hide your plump figure."

And,

— "Miss Shen, Lord State Judge enjoys his wine. If he insists on drinking with you..."

At this point, Shen Hua deigned to ponder for a moment—her small pride showing.

— "I can drink the old man under the table. Not to boast, but there aren’t many who can outdrink me."

— "If you can’t hold your liquor..."

— "Shut up, do you want me to pretend I’m drunk? That’s impossible, I will not lose in a confrontation. And why should I have to drink with an old geezer in the first place?"

And those piles upon piles of erotic paintings, Shen Hua didn’t flip through a single page.

These memories were the most helpless scenes during the most unbearable years of Shen Hua’s life.

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