Chapter 2 She Obtained the Key to the Hidden Treasure Chest of the Shu Family's Old House

"ah--"

Shu Yan let out a terrified scream in her high-pitched voice. She turned around, put on her delicate little leather shoes, and ran away.

Shu Ying saw through her scheme a step ahead of time. She slightly curved her lips, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with spring-like charm.

Before Shu Yan could even run two steps, her slender arms grabbed her hair without mercy.

Shu Ying's face didn't show much expression, but she tightened her grip on Shu Yan's hair slightly.

Her entire scalp was being pulled by strands of hair; the pain was so intense that tears welled up in Shu Yan's eyes.

"Shu Ying, you madwoman, what exactly do you want to do? If you dare to hit me today, I'll make sure you regret it!"

Shu Yan screamed loudly out of guilt; people tend to unconsciously raise their voices when they lack confidence.

Shu Ying gently tapped the ear with one hand and then forcefully pulled the person down the stairs.

She frowned slightly, her curved eyebrows furrowing together, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her bright eyes.

"Shu Yan, what I hated most when I was a child was your loud shouting. Your high-pitched voice really sounded like a crowing rooster. The last rooster that crowed at me was stewed by my grandfather to nourish my body."

After Shu Ying finished speaking, she turned around like a fluttering butterfly. She gently raised her hand, and the spatula in her hand struck Shu Yan's face heavily, her speech accelerating:

"Your flesh must be tough, mushy, and smelly. I can't eat my own kind, but you're so noisy. I've put up with you for so long, letting you bark at me. Are you going to bark at me this time?!"

Shu Yan had just been reborn, and she thought she was about to turn her life around and achieve a miracle.

Before she could even enjoy her triumph for two minutes, the spatula in Shuying's hand came crashing down on her, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.

"Sister, what did I do to offend you? I've always spoken like this since I was little, I really didn't mean anything by it. If you really don't like me, I'll apologize, okay? What do I have to do for you to forgive me?"

Shu Yan's eyes were filled with tears, her eyes were red from crying, and even the tip of her nose was pink. If a man saw this, he would be heartbroken.

Unfortunately, Shu Ying was a woman, and not a woman who was particularly tender-hearted towards women.

"Want me to forgive you? Then go die. Once you're dead, the world will be at peace."

Shu Yan shed a single tear at just the right moment, crying pitifully. Her heart felt like a kettle of water boiling over, the lid about to be lifted by the bubbling water.

She had just talked so much with her parents, and Shu Ying didn't even know when she woke up. Could it be that she heard the news that Xie Zhiyan was still alive?

"Sister, we are born of the same root. Since childhood, you have been more favored by Grandpa than I have. The whole world revolves around you. You already have everything. Why do you have to be so hard on me?"

Shu Ying sneered and slightly rotated her wrist, causing the bones in her wrist to crack, which made Shu Yan's heart tremble.

"At this point, you still think I'm a fool? When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken. If the Shu family falls, do you think you can escape unscathed? Let me tell you, no one in this family will get away!"

After Shu Ying finished speaking, she didn't give Shu Yan a chance to speak again. She raised the spatula in her hand and hit the acupoint on the back of Shu Yan's neck.

"Sister, you—"

Before Shu Yan could react, she felt a sudden force on the back of her neck, and her vision went blurry.

She squinted, the road ahead became shaky, she opened her mouth as if to say something, but before she could finish speaking, she fell headfirst to the ground.

Shu Ying casually tossed the spatula in her hand onto the ground, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

"Fools, do you really think I can't do anything to you? Even if you put such a large business as the Shu family in your hands, you wouldn't be able to control it."

Shu Xuecheng was illiterate and only knew how to squander money when he was young, not to mention the women he kept outside.

Now that the Shu family is in trouble, if he wants to make a quick getaway, he should at least ask the Shu family's ancestors for their permission.

Shu Ying walked over and checked the breathing of each of them: "They're tough as nails."

She studied medicine abroad, so she knows which part of the body will hurt the heart when injected.

When he was hitting someone, Shu Xuecheng screamed his lungs out, and there was no acting involved at all; it was all thanks to Shu Ying's education.

In the blink of an eye, the whole family fainted. Thinking of her daughter, Shu Ying lost her elegance and composure and hurriedly went upstairs.

"Yueyue, Mommy's here. How are you? Please don't scare Mommy."

Yueyue is still very young, and for adults, sleeping pills that are not fatal would make her coma last longer.

Shu Ying carefully helped Yueyue up, placing one hand on her thin arm.

"Fortunately, she was just unconscious, so it didn't have a major impact."

Yueyue was not yet awake, and Shuying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but felt increasingly distressed.

When his parents were still alive, Shu Xuecheng, though uneducated and incompetent, was still relatively well-behaved. He dared not openly reveal his thoughts.

But now the Shu family is declining, and with the passing of their members, Shu Xuecheng's greedy heart is becoming increasingly difficult to conceal.

Shu Ying hugged Yueyue tightly, sighed softly, and looked up at the ceiling. This was where she was born and grew up; the old Shu family house held too many memories for her.

Her gaze quickly fell on the dressing table, on the jewelry box her mother had left her before she passed away.

Shu Ying sat down in front of the dressing table with Yueyue in her arms, her fingertips touching the mother-of-pearl inlaid lacquer box.

Decades later, the patterns on the box are still exquisite, the colors are incredibly vibrant, and the phoenix is ​​remarkably lifelike.

"Uncle, you wouldn't believe it, would you? Grandpa's real estate and antiques are not what you see here."

Shu Ying muttered to herself. In fact, all the most valuable things in the Shu family were hidden in the open space behind the wall. The old man had long seen through Shu Xuecheng's incompetence and naturally would not tell him these things.

The wealth accumulated by the Shu family over generations was passed down orally only to the old man and his most beloved child before his death.

This large house was left to her father by the old man. She grew up here, and even the servants here have changed batch after batch. It holds too many happy memories with her parents and grandparents.

Shu Ying's slender eyebrows carried a hint of melancholy. Her long, delicate fingers rested on the box, where the jewelry inside came into view.

"Grandpa, it's all my fault for being so useless. I couldn't protect our Shu family's old house. I've disgraced you. Please don't be angry with me."

She was truly at her wit's end and had no other choice.

The old Shu family mansion cannot be saved, and nothing inside can be taken away. Countless people outside are watching her with covetous eyes, and her every word and action will be over-interpreted.

Beset by internal and external troubles, she could only prioritize her own safety before discussing other matters.

Shu Ying gently touched the sapphire blue pear blossom hair clip on her head; this was the key to the elevated floor.