Chapter 30: White Lotus Wan Coming Through
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nThe Shen family’s ancestral residence was brightly illuminated at night.
nThe Old Master retired to his room early, while Yang Lan and Shen Yan sat on the sofa watching television.
nShen Chunjiang had spread out a document in his hands but kept glancing at his watch, visibly preoccupied.
nJust as Shen Qian entered, he was called over. 𝘪.𝑐ℴ𝘮
n“Dad?”
n“Shen Wan went out in the morning and hasn’t returned yet. Why don’t you go out and look for her…”
n“What’s there to worry about?” Yang Lan interrupted him, “She’s almost twenty years old, are you afraid she’ll get lost?”
nShen Chunjiang’s expression darkened, and his gaze turned stern.
nHe disliked being interrupted, and even more so disliked being contradicted.
nYang Lan sneered but wisely remained silent.
n“Have you called her?” Shen Qian asked casually.
n“I don’t know her phone number.” Shen Yan smirked, a gleam of mischief in her eyes.
nShen Qian glanced at his father.
nShen Chunjiang awkwardly avoided his gaze.
nHe didn’t know either.
nIn the end, Shen Qian still left the house and drove to the city center.
nJust then, his phone rang; an unfamiliar number. He answered it—
n“Brother…”
nCity Center Hospital, second floor, surgery ward.
nShen Qian found room 206, lifted the doorknob, and gently pushed the door open.
nOn the hospital bed, a young girl with a pale face smiled at him.
nA piece of gauze was affixed to her left forehead, faintly oozing red. She had abrasions on her cheekbone and the side of her neck to varying degrees.
nThe man’s brow furrowed. “What happened?”
n“A minor car accident.”
n“Minor?”
nShe stammered, “No broken bones, just some superficial injuries…”
nHer implication was clear: Shouldn’t this be considered minor?
nShen Qian gave her a nonchalant look. Shen Wan instinctively lowered her head, lips pressed together, resembling a child who had done something wrong.
nThe sound of chair legs scraping against the floor was followed by the man swiftly pulling a visitor’s chair and settling into it. His eyes held a hint of fervor.
n“Give me the full account of what happened.”
nShen Wan raised her head, her pale face displaying a pair of clear, deep black eyes that sparkled like polished obsidian.
nThe contrast between black and white was stark.
nThe man’s gaze flickered, a hint of danger briefly surfacing and quickly dissipating.
nShen Wan had carefully crafted her account. She shifted the narrative away from sacrificing herself for Zhou Chi and instead described a clash with a street racing gang that had seized her bag. The bag held a hundred thousand yuan in cash, which she had withdrawn from the bank that morning. Spotting a taxi in the vicinity, she had urged the driver to chase the gang, but his sluggishness irritated her. Growing impatient, she ejected him from the car and took the wheel herself, which ultimately resulted in the accident…
nConsidering her current situation, trying to pacify both the taxi driver and the truck driver was simply impossible.
nSince she couldn’t handle it alone, there was an easy solution: seeking “reinforcements”.
nAnd Shen Qian was undoubtedly the best choice!
nWhat she couldn’t do, he could effortlessly handle.
nHowever, before that, she had to convince him to agree.
n“… That’s what happened.” Shen Wan concluded and then naturally lowered her head. Her long black hair split into two parts, cascading over her shoulders, revealing a section of her snow-white neck. Delicate and fragile, it seemed like it could break with a gentle touch.
nShen Qian adjusted his sleeve, using it to hide the twitching of his fingertips, maintaining his usual expressionless demeanor.
n“Is it worth risking your life for a mere hundred thousand yuan?” His voice was deep.
nShen Wan looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Isn’t it worth it?” Her gaze faltered, a hint of sadness flickering in her eyes, and a trace of faint self-doubt emerged. “I… have never seen so much money before.”
nAs she spoke, her fingertips clenched together.
nA mixture of shame, embarrassment, discomfort, and unease formed a blend of emotions that felt nearly suffocating.
nAfter a while, a soft sigh escaped the man’s lips…
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