Chapter 404: Chapter 404

Very quickly, the most ruthless clothing destruction battle in the world began!

Fine, it doesn’t matter if those suits are wool or gabardine or camel silk, just throw them all into the bathtub in the bathroom, turn on the faucet, and wash, wash, wash, turn on the faucet.

Ironing clothes? Is it?

Fine, it doesn’t matter if those shirts are worth tens of thousands or thousands, just get a steam iron and iron them up with creases, iron, iron, iron, create creases!

Damn it, if she can’t clean up, can’t she at least destroy it?

Shen Jian妮 turned on the computer and the speakers to the maximum volume.

She played her three favorite songs on repeat: "Jiangnan Leather Factory Went Bankrupt," "My Skate Shoes," and "MC Shout."

Then, following the lyrics of "Jiangnan Leather Factory Went Bankrupt," "Original prices were over 100, over 200, over 300 for wallets, all now 20 bucks,

bucks, 20 bucks, all 20 bucks, all, all, all old 20 bucks..."

Excitedly holding up the steam iron, she started to hum along, "Original prices were over ten thousand, over twenty thousand, over thirty thousand for shirts, all now 20 bucks,

bucks, 20 bucks, all 20 bucks, all, all, all old 20 bucks..."

Then twisting her little waist and shaking her butt, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat, to the beat...

But in the house, was Shen Jian妮 the only one who was angry?

Recalling how Gu Zixuan used to mock her, at most she’d glance coldly at her, with a cool detachment that refused to engage, and comparing it to Shen Jian妮’s state, Zhou Huimei was almost spitting blood.

At this moment, hearing this mess of a rhythm upstairs.

Zhou Huimei, never in her years, had been this rudely angry.

Furiously heading up the stairs, she was going to knock on the door, and coincidentally came across a maid carrying a steam iron box that usually wasn’t allowed inside the villa, heading downstairs, she immediately furrowed her brows and stopped her, "What are you doing with that?"

The maid knew Mrs. Zhou never used this item, neither Mr. He’s clothes nor the gentleman’s clothes, which they washed and ironed, so she explained, "It was the gentleman who asked Miss Shen to wash and iron his clothes before leaving, tidy up the room, otherwise, he’d find problems with Miss Shen upon return, so I brought it up as Miss Shen requested."

The maid was stunned at noon, not knowing which side to take, so she could only tell the truth.

Zhou Huimei paused, then sneered, "Ironing clothes? Got it, go ahead..."

The maid went downstairs, and Zhou Huimei took a deep breath, holding on to her grace and elegance as a noblewoman, walked to the tea room.

After all, Shen Jian妮 was uneducated, she couldn’t also be uneducated too, right? Gu Zixuan had that which once made her disliked, but ultimately taught her how to be a woman with grace and class.

Now that her son was Shen Jian妮’s shield, then some things...

Zhou Huimei opened the tea bag with the darkest "Pu’er Tea" after brewing, poured hot water, stirred the color, and with each step, sashayed back upstairs.

The moment she opened the door, Zhou Huimei was stunned! Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel~fire~net

She thought no matter what, she’d see Shen Jian妮 acting arrogant in front of her, secretly still acting obedient to her son!

Didn’t expect it hadn’t been a few days since the last cowardice? Now daring to act this recklessly!!!

What’s with the mess in the bedroom?

What’s with the wide-open faucet in the bathtub?

What on earth is going on with those wrinkled shirts in front of her eyes?

Zhou Huimei felt like she was having a heart attack, heart beating like a drum, shockwaves in her heart, tachycardia...

Her fingertips trembling, Zhou Huimei roared, "Shen Jian妮, what are you doing!"

Shen Jian妮 also saw Zhou Huimei entering without permission again, scowling with displeasure.

What’s this nonsense? Isn’t this her son who begged her to do it? Whether she does a good job or not is none of Zhou Huimei’s business, right? And what’s wrong with Zhou Huimei? How is her upbringing worse than hers? Entering someone’s room, doesn’t she know whether she’s happy or not, she should knock first?

Raising the steam iron, Shen Jian妮 wanted to say something.

Zhou Huimei’s furious motion to step forward and stop it, inadvertently tripping over a shirt’s electrical cord she’d failed to notice when striding over the steam iron’s line.

The scalding tea splashed, the moment Shen Jian妮 saw it being thrown towards her, she was stunned, leapt to dodge, while instinctively pushing the steam iron forward, pressing into Zhou Huimei’s face to control the distance between them.

"Zzz..." Even though the power cord was disconnected, the residual heat itself, the instant it touched Zhou Huimei’s face, made that sound, which Shen Jian妮 heard and found painful.

Zhou Huimei fell to the ground, Shen Jian妮 looked at the cord, then understood that the reason Zhou Huimei’s tea was thrown at her was because of this.

At that moment, the song in the bedroom had switched to Pang Mailang’s "My Skate Shoes," and it happened to sing, "Scrape, scrape, on the smooth floor, scrape!"

Shen Jian妮 quivered her lips, looking at Zhou Huimei really burned, her heart’s fire doused, emotions once solely hers began to spread...

After all, the intention He Qimo had to have her annoy his mom, didn’t seem to include disfigurement...

But thinking about it further, wasn’t this none of her business, damn it, if Zhou Huimei had the sense to leave her alone, wouldn’t Zhou Huimei end up with no trouble?

The two of them faced each other with their eyes.

Zhou Huimei was already in so much pain from the burn she couldn’t speak.

Shen Jian妮 decided to break the ice, "If I said, I wanted to give you a Thai-style facial steam, would you believe me?"

"You dead bitch! You guess if I believe it or not! Ah! Shen Jian妮!!!" Zhou Huimei screamed, all traces of the noblewoman façade gone, she got up, ignoring the pain on her face, heading to tear up Shen Jian妮’s face.

Would Shen Jian妮 just let herself be caught by her?

Immediately, she picked up the steam iron, and bopped Zhou Huimei on the head, causing a second round of damage, then turned and ran.

In an instant, the entire villa became the Shen Jian妮 vs. Zhou Huimei 100-meter sprint + 110-meter hurdle race, Shen Jian妮 running and grabbing anything along the way to scare Zhou Huimei by throwing it.

Unfortunately, Zhou Huimei was truly outraged this time, unwilling to stop in her tracks.

Shen Jian妮 damned well wasn’t someone to return things to their original place, so, may as well just chuck it!