The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

"Even though our Shen Family is from a highly educated and reputable background, how did we end up with such an uncouth wild girl who dares to question my own sister, Shen Jishi? Just looking at her is unlucky."

Shen Shushan, using a gold-inlaid chopstick, picked a dish for Qingwu while rolling his pretty eyes.

"Exactly, and I wonder who comes from the countryside. Heaven gave dirt for eating, and with people like you, going back to the countryside wouldn't even require farming, as you bring your own land."

Shen Yurou: "…"

She clutched her lace-edged white gloves tightly around her skirt, her facial expression slightly twisted.

"Third Brother, Fourth Brother, I care about Sister too. Why would you say that? I am also a part of the Shen Family. I just hope the Shen Family can live harmoniously and wonderfully, and Grandma was worried that Sister might not understand the rules, which is why she specifically asked me to come."

Mentioning the old lady of the Shen Family, everyone fell silent.

Although Shen Yurou was an outsider, the old lady of the Shen Family was their elder after all.

Discipline in the Shen Family was very strict; elders were elders.

Shen Dongli, impatiently waving his hand, said, "Xiaowu is very sensible and excellent. Our whole family loves her. You should go back and stop disturbing our family dinner."

Shen Yurou widened her eyes in disbelief.

She had deliberately stood at the door for half an hour, timing her entrance right at dinnertime so the Shen Family could see her impeccable table manners in contrast with Qingwu, who came from the countryside.

That way, the Shen Family would know she was the daughter most suitable for them.

Why, when they knew Qingwu was so uncouth, did they still side with her?

Was it just blood ties? What did it matter without them?

Covering her face, Shen Yurou left in shame and anger.

Shen Zhongshuang, with his hands worth millions, shelled a bowl of crab meat for Qingwu and handed it over with a smile: "Try it."

The crab meat was delicious, with a mellow entrance and rich roe.

"It's very tasty."

Shen Dongli smiled and said, "Darling, in the future, just say what you like. Your Fourth Brother is right. In our family, you are the standard; even Mom and Dad will listen to you."

Zuo Wanjun said lovingly, "Don't let Yurou's words bother you. She has nothing to do with our family. She shares our surname 'Shen' only because your grandma's surname is Shen. You're our only daughter."

Qingwu nodded. The protection from the Shen Family made her feel warmth she had never experienced in eighteen years at the Lin Family.

"Thank you, Mom, Dad, and Brothers. I'll remember that."

…

Shen Yurou stormed out, not shedding a single tear.

Holding her still growling stomach, she walked through the vast garden of the Shen Family, nearly getting lost.

Seeing a group of servants planting new flowers, Shen Yurou asked curiously, "What's going on here?"

A servant, smiling, replied, "Hello, Miss Yurou. The eldest Miss likes roses, so President Shen asked us to remove all the flowers here to plant roses for the eldest Miss. Oh, those lilies over there will be removed too. President Shen bought red maple trees from Canada, and they'll be planted soon."

Shen Yurou was taken aback.

Those lilies were her favorite flowers!

Every year, she swung in the lily field. Why did Qingwu have to take everything from her the moment she arrived?

Shen Yurou was nearly dead with jealousy and, moving aside, dialed Shen Shaojia's number.

"Sister Shaojia, you must come back; something happened at home. Mom, Dad, and Brother have all gone crazy!"

Shen Shaojia coldly replied, "Is that it?"

Shen Yurou was frantic, her eyes darting continuously before she spoke, having made up her mind: "Sister Shaojia, do you want to know why you were mistakenly taken back in the day?"

Shen Shaojia squinted her eyes while observing experiment data: "With your IQ, you found out? Stuffed up with nothing to do, you should exercise more; there's no saving your brain."

She hung up the phone, and Shen Yurou's face twisted!

Damn Shen Shaojia, always at odds with her since childhood, just a bookworm who only knew how to study!

Stomping her foot, Shen Yurou ran towards Mrs. Shen's residence.

…

Love Orphanage

Qingwu had just turned eighteen and hadn't yet had the time to get her driver's license.

Though she could drive, she didn't want the Shen Family worrying, so she took a taxi to the orphanage.

The orphanage was in the suburbs, surrounded by a private estate that covered a large area, with vast tracts of flourishing rose flowers akin to a sea of blooms.

Walking into the orphanage, Qingwu heard a sharp gunshot.

Her body reacted instinctively, pressing against the wall to hide herself.

Several assassins hurried past her: "Damn Singer, he took our job again!"

"When did Singer arrive in Hua Country? Had I known he was here, I wouldn't have taken this job."

"Say less, if he finds us, we won't be able to leave either!"

Every move of the assassins was rigorously trained and organized; they acted swiftly but not faster than the bullets of the Singer.

Bullets whistled through the sky, and the four assassins all fell to the ground in response.

Pei Jue emerged from the shadows, the sunlight perfectly illuminating his handsome face while his vintage vest and suit jacket did not affect the direction of his tie.

"We meet again, Fool."

Glancing at Pei Jue, Qingwu frowned slightly: "You have business here?"

Pei Jue shrugged: "I live nearby and found someone causing trouble here. I was bored, so I came to check it out."

Qingwu: "…"

Living nearby, Love Orphanage was surrounded by barren villages and private estates; being an assassin was a life-risking way to earn money.

Singer was probably a poor local.

"Target?"

Pei Jue didn't hesitate to share what he had found.

"The head of the Love Orphanage; the orderer is unknown, but the organization 'Blue Whale' accepted the hit."

Feeling something amiss, Qingwu turned and strode inside the orphanage.

Inside the orphanage, the head's office was empty, with papers scattered everywhere.

Pei Jue spoke up from behind her, "What are you looking for? I can help."

"Some past things; I used to live here."

A hint of pity flashed in Pei Jue's beautiful eyes.

Qingwu's martial prowess was significant. Even in a fight with him, Pei Jue couldn't guarantee escaping unscathed, suggesting skills not from an ordinary upbringing.

So, she was an orphan?

Qingwu didn't find the documents she needed and stood up with a sigh.

"I suspect someone knew you'd come here and cleared the place in advance. I swear, they were gone when I arrived."

Turning, Qingwu looked at Pei Jue in surprise.

"I'm not suspicious of you. If you'd acted, I wouldn't find a trace."

To Pei Jue, this was praise; he smiled pleasantly, with a warm and serene expression like the wind.

"I'll take you back; it's somewhat remote here, and your way home will be far."

Qingwu didn't refuse, following Pei Jue out of the Love Orphanage.

By the roadside were a dusty Volkswagen and a Bentley with gleaming emblems.

Approaching the Volkswagen, Qingwu asked, "Is this your car? I'll pay you for the ride."

Pei Jue: "…"

Meeting Qingwu's gaze, he seemed to see the most splendid peach blossoms of spring.

Grinding his teeth, Pei Jue gently said, "Wait while I get the key."

Turning around, he dialed the butler: "Bring me the key of the car parked by the roadside."

The butler, puzzled, asked, "Uh? That Volkswagen is what your staff uses to get groceries, do you need it?"

"Five minutes, the key."

"Yes, please wait."

After delivering the key, the butler watched as his boss left in the shabby Volkswagen, glancing at the luxurious Bentley.

It must be that the Bentley wasn't good enough, which is why the boss didn't like it!

Pei Jue hadn't driven a manual car for many years.

After driving a while, Qingwu looked at him, "You lied to me last time."

Pei Jue chuckled, "Not really, but I genuinely hope you join Deep Sea, no joke."

"You're really charming; you're the most formidable female assassin I've ever seen. Deep Sea needs you."

It was the first time Qingwu heard such straightforward words.

Her face grew a bit warm, so she turned to face the window.

Pei Jue thoughtfully opened her window, "Is it cold?"

The outside breeze blew in a bit, feeling nice on Qingwu's face.

"Thank you."

Not cold, but her face felt warmer.

"I'll think about it."

"Great, I'm always waiting."