Anâanâs mental state had issues, which might not be apparent to unfamiliar people. But to those who knew her, it was obvious at a glance. Before the age of three, Anâan was precocious, intelligent, and carried a sense of cold arrogance, disregarding everyone. Clearly a soft and small person, not even as tall as a knee, yet she always looked at people with a condescending attitude.
She feared Anâan would be despised and bullied... Moreover, Baoâer was born with extraordinary talent, and Mr. Shen himself said that the future of the Shen Family relied entirely on Baoâer. His own grandson could only assist Baoâer. So, imperceptibly, Baoâer was already seen as a thorn by Dong Shuhua and some ill-intentioned people.
They wanted to deal with her to feel satisfied. Back then, she was too simple-minded, powerless to respond. When her eldest sister died, she could only choose the most foolish way, which was to take Baoâer and leave the place of strife.
Shen Luhua thought of the past, and her heart felt stifled.
Anâan leaned against the passenger seat, arms crossed, eyes seemingly hiding countless mysterious and unsearchable secrets. Hearing Shen Luhuaâs words, she smiled lightly, seemingly carefree.
"Indeed! I remember all of it, not missing a bit from when I was one year old."
"So... do you blame me? Blame me for taking you away?" After all, she had given up fame and status, perhaps others might hate her for this.
"How could I?" Anâan raised her eyebrows and asked back, "Do you think I prefer the Hai Family or the Shen Family?"
"Neither!"
"Right! Since I donât like either, why should I grow up in such a family?" After speaking, she looked at Mr. Shen and said nonchalantly, "Han Xiaoqiu is dead, and Dong Shuhua, Iâm making her die too. She must die!"
Sheng Ning had thought Mr. Shen certainly wouldnât agree, after all, sheâs his sonâs wife, how could he agree? But she didnât expect Mr. Shen didnât hesitate at all and agreed immediately.
"Alright, Iâll listen to you."
Anâan nodded with satisfaction, "Youâre indeed smart and ruthless! No wonder Hai Baichuan couldnât surpass you back then, and his position was lower than yours."
Mr. Shen smiled self-assuredly, "Of course, if you made this request to your father, he would definitely reply that your aunt offered him a lifeline."
"Exactly, he would certainly say so."
"I wonât." Mr. Shen had long been dissatisfied with Dong Shuhua, this womanâs self-righteousness nearly brought the Shen Family to the brink of disaster. His once proud grandson was completely ruined.
"Baoâer, come home with me! From now on, the Shen familyâs succession depends entirely on you." Baoâer was different from others since birth, Mr. Shen understood that this granddaughter would achieve greater things than anyone.
Now Shen Yu was out of the picture, Baoâer was his greatest hope.
"No need!" Anâan tapped the car window with her hand, "Where are you heading? War Wolf Rescue Team, drive to the War Wolf Rescue Team."
"Come home! You must come home with me." Mr. Shen was displeased, "I rescued you, and this is how you repay me?"
"Then what kind of repayment do you want? Should I treat you like I treated Hai Yunfeng?" Anâan asked coldly, her gaze even made the sixty-year-old seasoned Mr. Shenâs heart shudder.
The driver hesitated over whether to head to the Shen Family or to the War Wolf Rescue Team. Anâan glanced over sharply and asked, "What are you hesitating for? Can you drive? If not, get out."