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nChapter 46: Naturally, the Eldest Daughter of the Shen

nFamily

nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nShen Wan walked back to the old residence, but today, the atmosphere was noticeably different.

nYang Lan, surprisingly, was personally in the kitchen. Perhaps sensing the good mood of the mistress, even the servants’ voices seemed louder than usual.

nShen Yan sat on the couch, watching TV. When Shen Wan entered, she didn’t provoke her with words, not even a disapproving glance. She simply ignored her as if she were invisible.

nShen Wan raised an eyebrow, walked to the couch, took an orange, and began peeling it slowly, deep in thought.

nSoon after, Shen Chunjiang arrived home, fifteen minutes earlier than usual.

nYang Lan emerged from the kitchen, removed her apron, and placed it aside, wearing a smile on her face. She turned to Shen Yan and said, “Stop watching. Go upstairs and call Old Master Shen and your sister down for dinner.” “Alright!”

nShen Yan happily went upstairs, but suddenly, she paused, turned to face Shen Wan, and raised her chin in a habitual, haughty manner, like a proud mother hen.

n“You don’t know yet, do you? My sister is back.”

nShen Wan realized it now. No wonder…

n“Do you feel scared?” Shen Yan coldly snorted, a smug look in her eyes.

n“Why should I be scared? She’s still my sister!” Shen Wan replied with a smile.

nShen Yan had a look of disbelief. “I’ve seen shameless people, but I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you! Trying to be related to anyone you can catch? Do you think my sister is as easy to deal with as my brother? Shen Wan, just wait and see!”

nAfter delivering this stern warning, Shen Yan went upstairs in a huff.

nShen Wan not only peeled the orange’s skin but also removed the white pith before savoring it.

nThe sweetness spread from her taste buds, filling her entire mouth.

n“Sister, Mom cooked your favorite Squirrel Fish and Chestnut Cake. It’s exceptionally delicious! In our family, only you, besides my brother, get to enjoy this kind of treatment. I’m almost jealous…”

nShen Yan, like a lively oriole, chattered away incessantly, freely spewing forth lengthy and complimentary words from her mouth, as if they cost her nothing, thoroughly enjoying herself. 𝘳.𝑐ℴ

nWith Shen Ru occasionally offering a light laugh or a nod, Shen Yan could take the cue and talk for a good while, delving into various subjects.

nIn the Shen family of Ning City, two fine young ladies stood out.

nOne quiet and one lively, the sisters complemented each other perfectly.

nAfter finishing the orange, Shen Wan wiped her hands with a tissue and calmly rose from her seat, her serene gaze fixed on the center of the spiral staircase.

nShen Ru was dressed casually, with no makeup on, and her long hair pulled up into a high ponytail, showcasing her smooth and prominent forehead.

nHer long, narrow eyes resembled those of Shen Chunjiang.

nAmong the Shen family’s three daughters, only Shen Ru inherited this distinctive trait.

n“Have you been sleeping well? Look at you; you’ve lost weight.” Yang Lan held her eldest daughter’s hand, showing concern.

nShen Ru pulled her mother to sit on the couch. When she passed by Shen Wan, not even a glance was spared.

n“It’s not just me, haven’t you also lost weight?” The woman’s voice was gentle and composed, unlike Shen Yan’s crispness, but it carried a dignified air.

nAs the eldest daughter of the Shen family, it was only natural.

nMother and daughter exchanged a few words in private, and it was then that Shen Ru noticed Shen Wan standing nearby.

n“Father, who is this?” She directed her inquiring gaze at Shen Chunjiang.

n“Oh, this is your little sister.”

n“Little sister?” Shen Ru smiled, her scrutinizing gaze falling upon her, tinged with judgment and veiled intimidation.

nShen Wan met her gaze with unwavering resolve, not even blinking.

nDeep inside, she sighed 𝘪𝑎.𝒸𝘰

nSo, this is what 22-year-old Shen Ru looks like.

nCompared to the assertive powerhouse she would become four years later, she still lacked a bit of that intensity from Shen Wan’s memory.

nTherefore, this bit of pressure couldn’t suppress her.

nSeeing this, Shen Ru remained outwardly composed, but her heart suddenly turned icy.

nHaving the audacity to lock eyes with her while wearing an innocent facade, she was either exceptionally naive or exceptionally cunning!

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