I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 432: Unexplained Tremors_1

Chapter 432: Chapter 432: Unexplained Tremors_1

Once the air was clear, Shen Dong realized why Tang Yuchan had been acting so strange during the day.

But he didn’t know what Tang Yuchan was really thinking. In his panic, he said, "This is just a ridiculous incident. It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you. Even if I did, you wouldn’t believe me."

"Hmm, whether I believe it or not is my business. If you don’t tell me, what do you take me for?" Looking at the message Tang Yuchan had replied on the screen, Shen Dong remained silent for a long time.

He feared being exposed, but he had never considered what to do if he were exposed. Staring blankly at the message on the screen, Shen Dong thought for a moment and sent, "Come to Silver Moonlight."

"I won’t go!" Tang Yuchan became even angrier when she saw this message.

She typed furiously on the keyboard as if she wanted to devour Shen Dong, "What do you think I am? A heavenly messenger at your beck and call, a servant who manages your empire for the great Shen Dong?"

Even through the screen, Shen Dong could feel the dense resentment.

"Fine, then I’ll come to you." Without waiting for Tang Yuchan to respond, he grabbed his car keys and headed to Tang Yuchan’s place in the patchy night.

Tang Yuchan owned a house in Hai City, also arranged by Zhou Wenbin.

Shen Dong had never been to this house before. A small two-bedroom, completely different in layout from Tang Yuchan’s mansion in Jing City, with a muted color scheme and a minimalist style.

The moment he entered, Shen Dong laughed out loud.

Tang Yuchan was sitting in an executive chair, facing the door; in front of her, there was a washboard, a tiger bench, and a bathing tub.

"Are you preparing for some harsh interrogation?" Shen Dong joked, trying to lighten the mood.

But Tang Yuchan’s expression remained unyielding, and she nodded at the washboard, "I considered you a friend, a confidant. Because you were younger, I behaved like a lackey to realize your dreams. And how do you repay me? Sitting back and enjoying the show, were you pleased?"

"Not at all!" Shen Dong approached with a smile, noticing a remote control on the table, and picked it up.

He turned on the TV. At that time, owning a 27-inch rear-projection set was quite something.

Seeing the image on the screen, Shen Dong handed the remote control to Tang Yuchan, "Kneeling on a washboard is outdated. In the future, kneeling on a remote control is the trend. Every channel change earns you a slap."

Tang Yuchan didn’t catch on at first, but after thinking it over, she couldn’t help but laugh out, "Who thought of such a cruel punishment?"

"Cruel?" Shen Dong spoke with an ’it’s nothing’ attitude, "There’s also kneeling on instant noodles. Drop a single noodle piece, and you get a slap."

Seeing Tang Yuchan’s smile, it seemed the atmosphere had eased. Seizing the moment, Shen Dong went behind her and began massaging her shoulders, "It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you. If it were you, how would you tell your friend?"

"Sigh."

Tang Yuchan wasn’t unreasonable and mentally forgave Shen Dong, but still spoke harshly, "So you think you’re in the right now? You and Kang Yue acting like that, leaving me looking like... like what?"

"Like what?"

"Never mind." Annoyed, Tang Yuchan waved her hand dismissively and moved her chair forward, "Test the water temperature; I want to soak my feet."

Mimicking an eunuch’s actions from TV, Shen Dong slapped his sleeve with his left hand and said ’tsk’ as he hastened to place the tub in front of Tang Yuchan, "The temperature is just right, your highness, may I?"

"Oh, the virtue." Tang Yuchan rolled her eyes and pouted with feigned annoyance, a quirky charm to her expression.

Her fair little feet slipped into the water, and she still looked at Shen Dong incredulously, "Really?"

"I don’t know either." Shen Dong suppressed his discomfort and sat on the coffee table, gazing at the old movie on TV with a look of wistfulness, "I forgot what had happened. After waking up from a sleep, it was the period before school started."

"We’ve met."

Then, Shen Dong crossed his legs, facing Tang Yuchan, "During my second trip to Jing City, we met, and you wanted to hire me."

Tang Yuchan’s nose twitched, and she said indignantly, "You little brat, you used to lecture me."

Back then, Shen Dong had just come up with the idea of takeaway fruit salad and milkshakes for Xu Zheng, leaving behind his first mark in the entrepreneurial sector of Jing City.

Shen Dong did not think women were so easily placated and hurriedly defended himself, "That wasn’t a lecture, in the future, you’ll be the top female tycoon in Jing City, a powerful woman with 1.9 billion."

"Really?" Hearing about her future, Tang Yuchan revealed an expression of girlish anticipation.

She pressed further, "What about Xu Zheng?"

Shen Dong shook his head, "The Duan Family should have been devoured, with no Xu Zheng or Duan Peng left."

Seeing the surprise on Tang Yuchan’s face, Shen Dong hurriedly flattered her, "It could also be a relocation or something. Don’t laugh at me, in my past life, I was just a factory worker, and you rich folks were far from my world. If you weren’t so beautiful, I wouldn’t even know who Tang Yuchan is."

After a barrage of sweet talk, the knot in Tang Yuchan’s heart really started to unravel.

Feeling pleased with herself, she feigned contempt and said, "Look at you, all smooth talk. I bet you’re no good."

"Sigh, then tell me honestly, what exactly do you want to do?"

Shen Dong understood that Tang Yuchan wanted a solid direction. He bowed his head in thought, and when he looked up at Tang Yuchan again, there was a fierce determination in his eyes.

"I’ve had a rough journey, suffering injustices. In this life, I am determined to stand out, to abhor evil, and at the very least, I want to seek justice for ordinary people like me!"

"I want to see if capital can still make it work without people working jobs!"

This was something that Yuchan herself had once said. If this world didn’t have the majority of people working hard, how would the system of capital operate?

The proposition is a paradox; the precondition is unachievable. Most people can’t eat without working; they must work.

But at this moment, Tang Yuchan saw the possibility of ’no one working’ in Shen Dong, which shook her unexpectedly, "So, are you supporting entrepreneurship to give benefits to ordinary people?"

"Not quite," Shen Dong leaned on the table with both hands, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, "I want to give the majority a chance because heaven has given me one."

Shen Dong wasn’t speaking without basis. In his previous life, he made improvements to the machine tool positioning fixtures to earn a bit more money. In simple terms, a workpiece that took eight minutes to process could be done in three minutes and fourteen seconds with Shen Dong’s improvements.

The piecework rate for this workpiece was ninety cents.

What did Shen Dong gain?

Extra ninety cents in the same amount of time.

What about the factory?

Production went up, profits increased, and they immediately cut the piece rate.

All of Shen Dong’s efforts not only failed to earn the factory’s appreciation, but also made him an enemy of his coworkers.

Similar events were commonplace.

Wealthy people wanting to make a name for themselves have operations, packaging, and brand affiliations behind them, but most people don’t. They can only rely on sweat, effort, and the elusive fortune.

Barely succeeding, they might still have their fruit picked by others.

Striving, truly, isn’t everything.

Struggling since graduation, fighting until one’s thirties, even if successful, one might have already forgotten the original dream that once motivated the hard work.