Chapter 403: Chapter 403

He Qimo never expected that after leaving home for 4 hours, 25 minutes, and 36 seconds, he would appear again in his own villa.

With arms akimbo, he looked at the villa, which had been thrown into chaos. Follow current novᴇls on NovєlFіre.net

And his mother, holding a handkerchief, was crying on the sofa, looking pitiful and tearful.

The servants stood with their heads lowered in fear, none of them daring to look up.

He glared with eyes cold enough to shoot out ice shards.

"What’s going on?" Eventually, he rubbed his temples and spoke, looking at the "woman" sitting on the other side.

Shen Jian妮 pouted and said, "It’s not my fault; you asked me to wash and iron your clothes."

Instantly Zhou Huimei couldn’t help but cry out like a cat that had its tail stepped on, "But Qi Mo didn’t say you should kill me with the steam iron! Nor did he say you should smash all the glass, porcelain, and antiques in the house!"

"Why would I smash if you weren’t chasing me?"

"Why would I chase you if you didn’t try to steam iron me?"

"Why would I use a steam iron on you if you didn’t splash me with strong tea?"

"I, I..." Zhou Huimei stammered, her eyes red with anger, "I was just being considerate and brought you a cup of tea, Shen Jian妮! You ungrateful woman, to say the least, do you have any manners at all!"

"Nope! All I know is you can’t possibly be kind-hearted, plus the decor here is terribly mismatched—must be the tasteless work of you."

Instantly, Zhou Huimei was enraged.

Screaming, "What did you say!"

The piercing shout finally prompted He Yuan, who was sitting like a steady mountain, to speak up, "Alright, Miss Shen is the guest Qi Mo brought back. Since she said not to go up, why would you insist on doing so? It’s your fault in the first place."

The utterly biased words almost brought Shen Jian妮 to tears with gratitude. Towards the only good person in the He Family, she nearly flew forward with little heart eyes, offering tea and massaging his legs, saying, ’Uncle, are you hungry? I’ll cook for you. Are you bored? I’ll sing for you!’

And Zhou Huimei was instantly simmering with resentment from her husband, nearly fainting in anger.

Suddenly, the red marks from the steam iron on her face became more visible.

Shen Jian妮 saw it and felt a wave of satisfaction from within, chuckling uncontrollably.

Because four hours ago:

As the figure of He Qimo, whom Shen Jian妮 extremely disliked, left, Shen Jian妮 sat on the bed, burning with rage.

She almost grabbed a knife to chase him.

Damn it! Not only was she messed with, but she also had to work for him?

Why! How come! Where did he get the nerve!

And he’s doing it himself! Personally, my ass! Really treating her like a free little wife?

Shen Jian妮 had never been humiliated ; she was so furious words failed her, and then Zhou Huimei just so happened to symbolically knock on the door and walked in.

The moment their eyes met, Zhou Huimei looked at the bruises all over her and, feeling bad, spat with disbelief, "You really have no shame?"

Suddenly, Shen Jian妮, already speechless with anger, faced Zhou Huimei, who had delivered herself to the doorstep, and retorted even more bluntly, "What are you saying, Mrs. Zhou? If you’re not blind, you can see it was your son who forcibly brought me back. Last night he was the one who actively wanted to sleep with me. Shouldn’t you thank me for taking care of your son instead of using your exclusive titles to raise me up?"

Instantly, Zhou Huimei was furious, her mouth twisting in anger, "Exclusive, titles? Shen Jian妮! You’re merely a temporary bed warmer; you have the face to speak of titles? Of thanks? You don’t even know when you’ll be discarded and kicked out!"

Ultimately, Shen Jian妮 was even angrier.

Just then the servant came up with medicine and seeing their posture, froze in fear.

At the sight of the tray, Zhou Huimei laughed more wantonly, "Wow, wow, look at that! I told you, if my son really valued you, wanted you to marry in, would he give you this stuff? I say you’re bound to be kicked out sooner or later, right? Hahaha..."

Zhou Huimei’s laugh was too arrogant.

Right then, the anger in Shen Jian妮 surged to her head.

She grabbed a shirt of He Qimo’s and angrily walked to the door.

Looking at the water and medicine on the tray, she took a swig and then cursed, "Zhou Huimei! Listen up! Stop being arrogant in front of me every day! Times have changed; today I can sleep with your son, tomorrow I can register to marry him. This house wasn’t bought by you, nor does it bear your surname Zhou. If I marry your son, I’ll be the mistress of this house! From then on, every blade of grass, every tree, every cat, and every dog will listen to me! So I suggest you don’t provoke me now. Otherwise, I’m not as obedient as Gu Zixuan, and if you tick me off, the first thing I’ll do after moving in is kick you out! And while I’m at it, I’ll whisper to your son so you’ll never see your precious child for the rest of your life!"

Having said that, Shen Jian妮 smashed the glass cup onto the tray furiously, then yelled downstairs at the servants who had gathered, shocked at the noise and looking up.

Shouted, "Did you all hear that! I’m staying in the He Mansion now, even if as a bed warmer, I’m Mr. He’s woman! If anyone dares to act on Zhou Huimei’s words, don’t blame me for whispering to Mr. He to deduct all your wages for the next fifty years after you die!"

Having finished, she glared at Zhou Huimei fiercely, "Especially you." Then angrily stormed into the bedroom, slamming the door shut with a "bang."

Zhou Huimei was trembling with rage, her whole body "clap clap clap."

Inside, Shen Jian妮 felt like twelve train engines were roaring in her head from fury.

Even though she knew He Qimo let her stay in just to deal with his mom, she wasn’t afraid to clash with Zhou Huimei anyway. Besides, she wouldn’t actually become Zhou Huimei’s daughter-in-law; scolding someone else’s mother-in-law should be the most satisfying thing in life.

Being humiliated with medicine in front of Zhou Huimei made her lose face extremely painfully!

At the sight of the messy scene, and recalling He Qimo asking her to wash clothes, Shen Jian妮 narrowed her eyes coldly...