Chapter 13 As Mrs. Sheng, You Are Qualified

"So, Mr. Sheng, shouldn't you trust your own judgment more?" Ye Shu suppressed all the emotions at the bottom of her heart, and a smile blossomed at the bottom of her eyes.

It was as if all the unpleasantness just had not happened.

Sheng Shaochen watched her noncommittally, and after a long while, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, "Miss Ye, as Mrs. Sheng, you are qualified!"

Aside from 'scheming', a Mrs. Sheng must also possess the ability to adapt to situations and the courage to remain calm in the face of adversity.

Clearly, Ye Shu had all these qualities.

"..." Ye Shu was dumbfounded.

So, he said all those hurtful things just to test whether she was qualified to be Mrs. Sheng?

"Now that the agreement is already signed, isn't it superfluous to test me now, Mr. Sheng? Or are you trying to tell me that if I'm not qualified, Mr. Sheng could find an excuse at any time to send me packing?"

Ye Shu felt somewhat stifled, and her impression of Sheng Shaochen changed abruptly from savior to a capitalist who chewed people up without spitting out the bones!

All the benefits could only be taken by Sheng Shaochen alone!

Sheng Shaochen was not bothered by Ye Shu's words; his large hand combed through her hair, gently massaging her small head with movements so light they were laden with endless ambiguity.

"Mrs. Sheng, there's no need to be so clever now, save it for when you enter the Sheng Family." His sensual lips pressed lightly against her ear, his voice so soft it was nearly inaudible, "After all, if you give the Sheng Family elders any pretext in the future, it would be troublesome."

Sheng Shaochen's voice was so alluring it could make one's bones melt, but the warning in his words was so thick it could make one's scalp tingle.

Ye Shu realized that what he meant was—once she was in the Sheng Family, she, as Mrs. Sheng, would have to fend for herself; Mr. Sheng would not always be her protective umbrella.

Ye Shu snickered self-mockingly and looked at him, with broken bits of starlight flooding into her eyes, yet still managing to shine with a dazzling light.

"I thought, Mr. Sheng, that you simply had gynophobia, but I never expected Mr. Sheng to be so incompetent. As a temporary Mrs. Sheng, it would be difficult for me not to be strong and independent. Fortunately, after I give birth to the baby, I'll be free. I just wonder which unlucky soul will become your Mrs. Sheng for life. Just thinking about it makes me feel sorry for her!"

Ye Shu's words were barbed, and she no longer wanted to compromise in the face of the world's unkindness.

"Could I interpret Miss Ye's words as being jealous of that permanent Mrs. Sheng?"

"Jealous of her? Ha, ridiculous! Mr. Sheng, I'm not afraid to say this up front—once our transaction is completed, I, Ye Shu, will have nothing more to do with you forever!"

Many years later, Ye Shu would suddenly realize that some things should not be said too soon, as they might easily come back to bite you.

"Mr. Sheng, we're here."

Guan Jiu had parked the car outside the Civil Affairs Bureau for over ten minutes.

Seeing that Sheng Shaochen had no intention of getting out of the car, he couldn't help but open his mouth to remind him.

Sheng Shaochen gave Guan Jiu a displeased glance.

Then, he grabbed Ye Shu's delicate and boneless small hand, "Get out!"

The force was a bit strong, and Ye Shu felt as if her finger bones were about to be crushed.

Her elegant brows furrowed slightly, "Mr. Sheng, I don't need your help for something as trivial as getting out of the car. I have legs!"

Her tone still had an edge, and her little face was red with pique; her cute appearance rippled in his eyes, inexplicably giving him a sense of familiarity.

As if she were that little thing from many years ago—adorable and imperiously stubborn.