Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 256 Endurance

Years ago, Ye Wanjie used similar unpleasant words to suppress Shen Feiwan, and back then, Shen Feiwan even overturned the table in public.

But at this moment, Shen Feiwan remained silent.

She simply nodded silently to Ye Wanjie, then went to pour water—she was fulfilling her promise to Lin Xiaoyan and being tolerant of Ye Wanjie.

But the more Shen Feiwan acted this way, the more Ye Wanjie felt like she had punched cotton.

"Don't think that just because you're acting all innocent here, I don't know what kind of person you really are!" Ye Wanjie couldn't help but chase after him and yell at him.

"I will absolutely not accept you as my daughter-in-law! I don't care what underhanded tricks you used to seduce my son, you get out of here right now!"

Shen Feiwan remained silent, taking a cup and pouring warm water. Every movement she made was serious and meticulous, so serious that it seemed she didn't care about Ye Wanjie at all.

Ye Wanjie was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode. Her face turned red, and her voice was almost a roar.

"You are not good enough for my son! The only one who can marry him is the daughter of the Zou family! You should know the Zou family, right?"

"I'm warning you, Shen Feiwan, if you dare to keep bothering Lin Xiaoyan, I guarantee your mother and your two brothers will be in big trouble."

When Ye Wanjie mentioned the words "Zou family," Shen Feiwan's hand holding the teapot paused almost imperceptibly.

—It turns out that Ye Wanjie had chosen the Zou family's daughter for Lin Xiaoyan, and the Lin family originally intended to form a marriage alliance with the Zou family.

And this Zou family is the culprit who harmed her entire Shen family.

Lost in thought, Shen Feiwan momentarily forgot she was pouring water until the cup was almost overflowing before she stopped.

She gently picked up the water glass, then turned around and looked directly at Ye Wanjie with her calm eyes.

"Aunt Ye, please have some water. I heard everything you said, please calm down."

Shen Feiwan appeared meek and submissive, but Ye Wanjie simply didn't believe that Shen Feiwan would willingly submit to such a subservient role.

She got angry when she saw Shen Feiwan like that; it was clearly mockery of her!

"Stop pretending with me." Ye Wanjie snatched the water glass from Shen Feiwan's hand and, in a fit of rage, splashed the entire glass of water on Shen Feiwan's face.

Water streamed down Shen Feiwan's forehead, wetting her from her forehead to her chin.

Luckily, she poured warm water, not hot water.

Shen Feiwan closed her eyes briefly, still holding back, her tone as calm as before, "Aunt Ye should be calm now, right?"

Ye Wanjie was still furious; her chest heaved violently with rage—this bitch was clearly trying to provoke her and go against her!

She slammed the glass to the ground, and the crystal glass shattered.

Just as she was about to continue her outburst, Shen Mo's angry voice suddenly came from behind her, "Mrs. Lin, what are you doing?"

Hearing Shen Mo's voice, Ye Wanjie turned around and sneered, "What am I doing? I'm disciplining your daughter! You're supposed to be a highly educated family, but look at the result! You're all completely twisted! Now you want your daughter to be a mistress in exchange for the freedom of the whole family. I'm truly ashamed for you!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Shen Mo raised his voice, his eyes behind his glasses flashing with anger. "Before the matter is settled, no one can say that the Shen family's stance is problematic! Also, my daughter has never been a third party; Lin Xiaoyan proposed the marriage himself!"

"Ha!" Ye Wanjie suddenly burst into laughter, her carefully styled curly hair swaying violently with her movements. "What is your daughter? What is your Shen family? Can you compare to the Zou family? Your daughter isn't even worth a hair on the head of the Zou family's daughter!"

Unable to bear hearing outsiders speak of his daughter like that, his face instantly turned ashen, and he abruptly pointed to the door, the veins on the back of his hand clearly visible.

"Get out! You're not welcome here!"

Ye Wanjie sneered, "Do you think I wanted to come to such an unlucky place? It's your daughter's own fault for being so indecent..."

"You, surnamed Ye, shut up and get out! This is the Shen family home, you're not welcome here!" Shen Mo, unable to bear it any longer, angrily interrupted Ye Wanjie.

Seeing that the situation had become heated, Shen Feiwan immediately stepped forward and stood next to Shen Mo.

She gently pressed her father's arm, "Dad, please say less. Aunt Ye is willing to teach me because she cares about me. You should go back to your room and rest. This is between Aunt Ye and me."

"..." Shen Mo stared blankly at his daughter, his eyes filled with deep confusion, but it was quickly replaced by deep sorrow. He knew that his daughter was compromising and making concessions.

Shen Mo fell silent.

After hearing Shen Feiwan's words, Ye Wanjie suddenly let out a sharp, cold laugh, "Who cares about you? I only care about my son! If you dare to delay him, I'll make your whole family regret it!"

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Wanjie's gaze was suddenly drawn to a photo on the coffee table—a picture of Shen Feiwan and Lin Xiaoyan under a cherry blossom tree.

"Fine," Ye Wanjie grabbed the photo, "So you used those old seductive tricks to seduce my son, didn't you? You shameless, ill-mannered wild girl who climbed into my bed on her own initiative! I'll teach you to seduce my son!"

Ye Wanjie grabbed the photo and started tearing it apart.

Shen Feiwan watched her calmly, hesitated for a few seconds, and then stepped forward to snatch the photo from Ye Wanjie.

However, Shen Feiwan remained very restrained throughout and did not lay a hand on Ye Wanjie; it was just for show.

"Aunt Ye, please give me back the photo. It's just a photo from many years ago."

"That's all? Heh, you just want to use these old stories to tie my son down, you vixen!"

It wasn't enough for Shen Feiwan to just verbally berate Ye Wanjie, because Shen Feiwan didn't retaliate at all, which made Ye Wanjie feel very frustrated.

In a fit of anger, Ye Wanjie shoved Shen Feiwan hard.

In the end, Shen Feiwan still swallowed her anger.

Ye Wanjie then retorted, "What, have you lost your temper? Didn't you used to dare to flip the table in front of me? Now you've turned into a ninja turtle. I'd like to see how long you can hold out."

As if venting her frustrations, Ye Wanjie completely lost control.

Ye Wanjie threw the tissue box on the coffee table and the cushions on the sofa at Shen Feiwan.

"Enough!" Shen Mo was furious and grabbed Ye Wanjie's raised wrist, dragging her toward the door.

The physical strength of men and women is inherently disparate, and Ye Wanjie could not struggle against him. She was quickly dragged away, and her two high heels fell to the ground on the marble floor, one in each direction.

"You, surnamed Shen, let me go! You dare touch me!" Ye Wanjie screamed, frantically slapping Shen Mo's arm with her other hand.

Shen Mo ignored her and dragged her to the entrance, shaking her off with disgust. "As you wish."

Ye Wanjie was pushed out the door.

Shen Mo bent down and picked up her two high heels, then threw them away without even looking at them.