On the day of his whirlwind wedding, the heir to a wealthy family stood up!

Hearing her voice, Su Meifen hurriedly came out of the kitchen and asked with concern, "Yaoyao, what's wrong?"

"Mom, did you see the news? Shen Yanchuan has stood up, his leg is no longer lame, and he has become the head of the Shen Group. He...he..." Jiang Yao's tears of resentment rolled down her cheeks. "Why didn't you marry me off to him back then? Mom, I should have been the one to marry him!"

Su Meifen stepped forward and hugged her, patting her shoulder to comfort her, "Yaoyao, don't get excited. We didn't know his leg was healed back then."

Jiang Yao suddenly looked up and asked, "Mom, can you go to the Shen family now? Tell them that I am your biological daughter, that I am his marriage partner, and that you want him to divorce Su Chenxi so that I can marry him."

Su Meifen was taken aback. Hearing her daughter's naive and absurd words, she felt both helpless and heartbroken.

"Yaoyao, Chenxi has already married him. He can only be your brother-in-law now."

"I don't want him to be my brother-in-law, I want him to be my husband, sob sob!" Jiang Yao threw herself into her mother's arms and cried bitterly.

She regretted rejecting the marriage proposal. She wished she could turn back time to two weeks ago, when she would have been determined to marry Shen Yanchuan.

Instead of letting Su Chenxi benefit from her fame and take over her identity.

Su Meifen went to the kitchen to make tea, while Jiang Yao picked up her phone, walked out of the yard, and dialed Su Chenxi's number.

Su Chenxi was revising her resume on the sofa when she heard the phone ring. She picked it up and saw that it was Jiang Yao.

"Hello! What's up?" Su Chenxi asked, turning on speakerphone.

"Su Chenxi, I want you to divorce Shen Yanchuan immediately. I was the one who was arranged to marry him. I want you to give me back my position as the second young mistress of the Shen family." Jiang Yao's shameless voice rang out.

Su Chenxi was stunned. How could there be such a person?

She looked down on him back then, but now she has the nerve to ask to marry him?

"Jiang Yao, are you still asleep? You were the one who refused to marry me, so Mom forced me to marry you. It's not like I stole you from her," Su Chenxi said irritably.

"Su Chenxi, you're the shameless one. I bet you're eager to marry into the Shen family even without your mother forcing you. Now you're acting like you're being wronged," Jiang Yao sneered.

Su Chenxi was furious. "So what do you want? You want me to divorce my wife and let you marry into the family? Let me tell you, once I accept the goods, there are no returns, understand?"

Jiang Yao was so angry that she cursed loudly on the other end of the line, "Su Chenxi, you are shameless! You stole my marriage and you still have the nerve to talk back? I think you are just a slut."

Su Chenxi was struggling to revise her resume, and Jiang Yao's words were also irritating her. She said to the other end of the line, "Don't bother me again."

After saying that, she hung up first.

Standing in the courtyard, Jiang Yao was so angry that she almost smashed her phone. She realized that even if she killed Su Chenxi, she would not divorce her husband and give the position back to her.

He really is a scoundrel.

She married into the Shen family by taking advantage of the Jiang family's good fortune.

Shen Yanchuan's net worth has now soared to over 100 billion, making her a wealthy heiress.

But what is this billionaire heiress, whom everyone envies, doing?

She is working hard to write an excellent resume, preparing to send it to several large design companies.

Her company had just gone bankrupt, so she couldn't be discouraged; she still needed to earn money to pay back her friends.

Shen Zhai.

Zhu Ying hurriedly got off the car. Upon hearing that Grandma Shen had returned home, she rushed over immediately.

"Mom, how could you treat Yaorong like this? He has a heart condition. What if he gets seriously ill from all this anger?" Zhu Ying cried as she entered the lobby and walked towards the old lady.

Grandma Shen said to her, "If he had a heart condition, he wouldn't be able to do so many things."

Just then, the sound of a car came from outside. Soon, four uniformed police officers walked in. Old Mrs. Shen said, "Thank you for your help."

Zhu Ying stared at the police officers in shock, then looked at the old lady, "Mom, what happened?"

“Someone close to me tried to poison me, so I called the police, and they came to arrest them.”

Zhu Ying's face turned deathly pale. "Mom, you must be mistaken! Who would dare to harm you!"

"I know perfectly well who wants to harm me!" Old Mrs. Shen's sharp gaze shot towards her eldest daughter-in-law.

Zhu Ying trembled with shock, then knelt down. "Mom, please punish me for whatever I've done wrong. Jianchang just got married, and Xiaomeng is pregnant. I... I have to take care of them!"

Zhu Ying really doesn't want to go to jail!

Three maids quickly dragged them down from upstairs, their faces filled with terror. "Old lady, please let us go! We'll never do it again!"

"Now you're begging me to let you go, but when you poisoned me, did you ever think about letting me go?" Old Mrs. Shen's face was cold, revealing the aura of a matriarch.

"Grandma, someone forced us! We would never dare to do that."

"What nonsense are you spouting? You want to harm my mother and then try to shirk responsibility? Don't forget you also have children and grandchildren." Zhu Ying's eyes were full of warning and threat.

These words startled the three servants. If they dared to implicate Zhu Ying, their families would be in trouble.

The three servants immediately lowered their heads and dared not say another word.

Seeing that they were being threatened, Zhu Ying said to the police officers, "I'll take you out!"

Zhu Ying saw them off all the way out of the hall. As they got into the car, she grabbed a maid's clothes and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your families."

The three servants trembled slightly and nodded submissively to her, indicating that they would not betray her.

Zhu Ying watched the police car leave, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she could no longer bribe the people around the old lady.

When Zhu Ying returned, there was a document on Old Mrs. Shen's table. She said to Zhu Ying, "Ying, come and sign this document."

"Mom, what is this?" Zhu Ying asked in surprise.

"This is the transfer of management rights for the Shen Foundation. Sign it," said Old Madam Shen authoritatively.

Zhu Ying had been running the business for ten years, making a lot of money and profits from it. This was her proudest business, but now it had been taken away by Old Mrs. Shen.

"Mom, I've done a good job with the Shen Foundation, why... do you want me to give it up?" Zhu Ying's eyes flashed with resentment and unwillingness.

"Although I'm old, I'm not stupid. You know how much you've taken from me over the years, and you've taken enough. It's time to pay it back." Old Mrs. Shen sneered, having no hope or goodwill towards her eldest daughter-in-law.

Her eldest son's entire family broke her heart.

"Mom, besides me, who else can help you run the business? Please give me another chance! I promise I won't let you down," Zhu Ying said ingratiatingly.

"Just sign it, or else I won't care about your status and will expose you for poisoning me, sending you to jail," Old Mrs. Shen said forcefully.

Zhu Ying's face turned deathly pale, and fear welled up in her eyes. Now that Shen Yanchuan was in control of the Shen Group, the old lady had a powerful backer and had become very assertive.

"Okay, I'll sign." Zhu Ying took the pen and signed the contract with trembling hands.

The old lady instructed her attendants to put the contract away, then stood up and said, "From now on, your family is not allowed to come to the Shen residence without my permission. I don't want to see you for the time being, so go back!"

Zhu Ying carefully replied, "Okay, Mom."

Watching the old lady go upstairs, Zhu Ying finally dared to show the resentment and bitterness in her eyes, and she clenched her fists.

She won't give up what belongs to her so easily; she will take it back in the future.

Grandma Shen sat on the sofa on the second floor and dialed her second grandson's number.

"Hey! Grandma."

"Yan Chuan, I just took back the foundation that your mother was managing, and now I'm going to hand it over to Chenxi to manage. What do you think?" Old Mrs. Shen asked.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the person on the other end said, "Grandma, I have no problem with this. If she's willing, let her manage it!"

"Okay, I believe Chenxi has the ability." Old Mrs. Shen chuckled.