The next day, Shen Qingqing went to work at the company and encountered Shen Zhizhong in the elevator.
She didn't want to see him and ignored him after a glance. To her surprise, Shen Zhizhong shamelessly approached her, "Qingqing."
Shen Qingqing lowered her eyes slightly, pretending not to hear.
Shen Zhizhong, however, noticed the necklace around her neck. She was wearing a round-neck top today, and the necklace looked particularly beautiful against her skin.
Greed flashed in his eyes. "That necklace belonged to your mother."
Shen Qingqing glanced at him with surprise. "So you still remember."
"Of course, I remember. It was the token of love I gave to your mother," Shen Zhizhong recalled the past, a hint of nostalgia and regret on his face.
Shen Qingqing suddenly asked, "Did you love my mother?"
Shen Zhizhong was taken aback, then said, "Of course, I did. Otherwise, why would I have married her."
"Liar!" His quick response proved he hadn't even considered it. "In your words, this 'love' is nothing more than a mask you wear to pretend to be a devoted lover."
The smile on Shen Zhizhong's face vanished. He dropped the pretense and said directly, "Whether I loved her or not is between your mother and me; it has nothing to do with you. You're just a child, why are you asking about these things? This necklace was a gift from me to your mother. She's gone now, so just return it to me."
Shen Qingqing looked at him incredulously. "What did you say?"
Was he shameless or what?
Shen Zhizhong retorted righteously, "Your mother was my wife. After her death, she is still a ghost in the Shen family. Her belongings are naturally mine."
As he spoke, he reached out to take it. Shen Qingqing's expression darkened, and she grabbed his hand.
"Shameless!"
"How dare you, I am your father, how dare you curse me?" Shen Zhizhong tried to pull his hand away with all his might, but he couldn't.
How could her strength be so great?!
Shen Qingqing suddenly released his hand. He couldn't retract his force in time and stumbled, falling to the ground, glaring at her with anger and shock.
"How dare you, do you still have any respect for me as your father?"
"If you think I don't, then so be it."
"You are utterly unfilial!" Shen Zhizhong was furious. He got up and swung his hand to slap her. "Let me teach you how to behave as a daughter!"
She never learns!
Shen Qingqing let out a cold snort, grabbed his hand, twisted it, and with a crack!
Shen Zhizhong's arm was dislocated. Fine beads of sweat covered his forehead. "You… you unfilial… wretch!"
He used all his self-control to suppress the urge to cry out in pain.
Shen Qingqing was somewhat surprised. "You can endure it. I thought, given your personality, you'd be rolling on the ground in pain."
Just then, the elevator doors opened.
Someone was about to enter. Seeing the scene, they hesitated, unsure whether to come in. One person even looked at Shen Zhizhong, who was sweating profusely in pain, and asked,
"Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
No one expected a woman to dislocate someone's arm. Shen Qingqing smirked upon hearing this. "That won't be necessary. It's just a dislocation; I can help him."
The person was stunned. "You know how to set bones?"
"That's not easy to do. If not handled properly, it could be permanently broken. It's best to find a professional."
"Yes, looking at him, he probably can't bear another moment of pain."
Shen Zhizhong was unwilling. He said with difficulty, "No, I..."
Before he could finish, Shen Qingqing grabbed his arm. Under his terrified gaze, she smiled at him, her delicate face exceptionally alluring.
But Shen Zhizhong shook his head frantically. "No… Ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Qingqing grabbed his arm and forcefully pushed it upwards!
Everyone watched, dumbfounded, a chill running down their spines. Some even secretly swallowed. Shen Qingqing's move was decisive, swift, and ruthless!
Shen Zhizhong was covered in sweat. He gritted out, "You're doing this out of revenge!"
This statement made everyone look at him with suspicion.
Revenge, what did that mean?
Shen Qingqing stood up and clapped her hands. "Revenge? You've misunderstood me. Lift your arm and see if it still hurts."
"Of course…" Shen Zhizhong was about to say it hurt without thinking, but after feeling it, it really didn't hurt anymore. He moved his arm, not believing it.
It really… didn't hurt!
But he still couldn't forgive Shen Qingqing. "Don't think that just because it doesn't hurt, I'll let you off. I'm going to tell Fu Jingshu to teach you a lesson!"
He then stormed out of the elevator.
He arrived at Fu Jingshu's office and said angrily, "Mr. Fu, Shen Qingqing is an employee of your company, right? She just dislocated my arm. Look into this matter and see how it should be handled."
Fu Jingshu's eyes swept over his arm. "Dislocated?"
Watching him gesture, it didn't look like a dislocation at all.
"I came to discuss business with you. I am your client, but she treated me like this, completely disrespecting me. Moreover, I am her father, and she can lay hands on her father. This is unfilial and rebellious. How can such a person work at Ruisi Group?"
Shen Qingqing entered shortly after, only sneering at his words.
Fu Jingshu's gaze was cold. "It's up to me to decide which employees the company uses. No one else has the right to interfere."
Shen Zhizhong was astonished. "You…"
"This cooperation is what you wanted to discuss with me, not what I wanted to discuss with you." As for the so-called client, Fu Jingshu didn't care. He wasn't lacking this one cooperation.
Shen Zhizhong couldn't believe it. "Are you protecting her?"
"Otherwise?" Fu Jingshu asked indifferently. "Protecting you?"
Shen Zhizhong's face turned red, and he trembled with anger. "Mr. Fu, are you really going to refuse cooperation with my Shen Corporation for her?"
"Threatening me?"
A simple question froze Shen Zhizhong. He quickly said, "No, no threat. It's just that my personal visit to your company shows my sincerity. But if you treat me like this, what will people outside say about Mr. Fu?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Fu Jingshu closed the document in his hand and tossed it aside, rubbing his temples. He said coldly, "Aren't you standing here perfectly fine now?"
Shen Zhizhong choked. "That's because she put my arm back!"
As he said this, he realized something was off. Who would dislocate someone's arm and then set it back? It made no sense.
Shen Qingqing sneered, "You're contradicting yourself."
Suddenly, Fu Jingshu extended his hand to her. She paused, then slowly walked towards him. He took her hand and pulled her close to him.
"You…"
Before she could finish speaking, Fu Jingshu squeezed her hand, and she fell silent.
Shen Zhizhong watched their interaction in surprise, vaguely understanding what was happening. If that were the case, even if he proposed to check the surveillance footage for evidence, it would be useless.
Fu Jingshu looked at him intently. "My judgment is never wrong. The future mistress of the Fu family would not attack someone without reason."
Seeing Shen Zhizhong's face change drastically, he added slowly.
"Unless, someone deliberately made things difficult."