Chapter 79: He Was Clearly Waiting For Little Princess
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Ling grabbed her by her neck suddenly, and for a moment, Shen Qianshu could not breathe. The breath under her nose slowly became shortened, but she stared stubbornly at Ye Ling, not pleading for mercy. Ye Ling glared into her eyes and pushed her away violently.
Shen Qianshu fell onto the ground. Her hand hit a table beside them, and it hurt so badly she broke into a cold sweat. Ye Ling’s gaze seemed cold.
“Shen Qianshu, if you dare to leave, your son’s life will stay here. I mean it when I say it.”
“Other than forcing women to do things, what else can you do?”
“Get lost!” Ye Ling yelled, picking up a porcelain vase on the table beside him and throwing it at Shen Qianshu. “Get out!”
The vase hit Shen Qianshu’s knees, sending a sharp pain to her. Her leg went numb, and she almost fell to her knees. Shen Qianshu held it in.
On the ground floor, Zhong Ran was engrossed in playing with his games.
Yet, Tong Hua kept thinking about Shen Qianshu. He tried to hear the sound above, but the soundproofing was too good, he could not hear anything.
Ye Ling is so violent, would mommy lose out?
“Little Master, don’t worry. Look at your tiny self. Even if you went upstairs and Master was going to kill Miss Shen, you could only stand crying,” Zhong Ran said. If Master lifted one finger, Miss Shen and Little Master would have to go down on their knees.
Tong Hua smiled at Zhong Ran, and Zhong Ran lifted up his arms to surrender. “Little Master, don’t smile like that. I’ve seen your violent self. Seeing your smile sends chills down my spine.”
“You’re so annoying. I’m still underage. What are you talking about?”
Zhong Ran did not know if he should laugh or cry. This Little Master really suited his taste.
It’s such a pity that he was not Master’s son.
If the real Little Master did not pass away, he should be about the same as him.
After all, the genes were there.
“Little Master, why do you dislike Master?”
“Why should I like him?”
“In the past seven years, our Master went through really hard times.”
“What about my mommy?”
Zhong Ran was speechless, not being able to answer. They were all standing on different sides, dealing with different things. Tong Hua put his hand on his chin and revealed a cheeky smile. “Thankfully, he’s not my dad. Thank god.”
“Little Master, so many people want to kill themselves so they could reincarnate and become Master’s son.”
“No thanks!”
“I was thinking… if only you were really our Little Master, it’d be great.”
“Why?”
“Master has been waiting seven years for Little Master.”
“Nonsense. He was clearly waiting for Little Princess,” said Tong Hua. Evil man who valued girls over guys!
“…”
Suddenly, the sound of broken things coming from the second floor intertwined with a man’s growls. Zhong Ran’s face sank. He ran speedily up the stairs and gave out an order. “No one is to come up!”
Tong Hua was so worried that he followed him and ran for a while. Shen Qianshu was coming down the stairs. Zhong Ran passed by Shen Qianshu and darted straight into the study room. Shen Qianshu held Tong Hua’s hand and said, “Let’s go home.”
“Mommy…”
Tong Hua stared at Shen Qianshu worryingly. Her expression was unsightly. What did they talk about?
None of the men in black in the villa stopped the mother and son. They got into a cab successfully and left the castle. The journey home was quiet. Shen Qianshu rarely spoke while Tong Hua behaved abnormally and held onto Shen Qianshu’s hands. He rarely spoke too.
Li Zhiyuan was waiting under Shen Qianshu’s house. Seeing them return, he welcomed them. Shen Qianshu suddenly remembered about her date with Li Zhiyuan and felt extremely guilty for a moment.
“Qianshu, where have you been? Why couldn’t I reach you on the phone?”
“My phone ran out of battery.” The more she cared, the more mess she was in. She forgot to call Li Zhiyuan, and her phone ran out of battery after.
Tong Hua asked, “Little Boss, why are you looking for my mommy?”
“Oh… Well…”