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

While Su Chenxi was resting with the old lady, her mother called. She stood up and said, "Grandma, I'll take this call."

“Go ahead!” The old lady nodded.

Su Chenxi went to the corridor to answer her mother's phone call, "Hello! Mom."

"Chenxi, do you have time tonight? Why don't you bring Yan Chuan home for a casual dinner?" Su Meifen's voice was extremely gentle on the other end.

"Mom, he might not have time tonight. He's very busy since he just took over the company."

"Oh! Right, I didn't think of that. What about you? Will you be back for dinner?"

"I'm with my grandma at the foundation right now, and I'll probably have dinner with her tonight."

"What? You want to work for the Shen Foundation?" Su Meifen asked excitedly.

Although Su Chenxi didn't want to brag to her mother, since the matter would soon be made public anyway, she had no choice but to say, "Mom, Grandma Shen just appointed me as the vice chairman of the foundation to manage its work for her."

"Really?" Su Meifen asked with great surprise on the other end.

“It’s true,” Su Chenxi replied.

The excited voice of Su Meifen from the Jiang family home caught the attention of Jiang Yao in the living room on the second floor. She leaned against the railing, watching her mother excitedly talking on the phone.

"That's wonderful! You've really made something of yourself. Mom is so proud of you."

"Thank you, Mom. I'll stop talking now and we'll talk later."

"Okay, go ahead! Go and keep Grandma company." Su Meifen couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yao couldn't help but ask from the second floor, "Mom, what made you so happy?"

Su Meifen was startled and looked up at her second daughter on the second floor, but she couldn't help but announce the good news, "Yaoyao, the Shen family has now handed over the Shen Foundation to your sister to manage. From now on, she will be the chairman of the Shen Foundation."

"Hmph!" Jiang Yao, who was upstairs, was so angry after hearing this that she threw a cushion down. "What's there to be happy about? Are you trying to praise her for being successful and me for being incompetent?"

Su Meifen was taken aback, silently picked up the cushion and sighed, "Yaoyao, that's not what Mom meant. What I meant was that we can also enjoy a good life with her in the future."

"She'll let me enjoy life? Ha! She's probably eager to show off in the Jiang family right now!" Jiang Yao gritted her teeth and stepped downstairs.

“Yaoyao, the people she knows in the future will all be from high society. Mom is counting on her to introduce you to good families so that you can marry into a wealthy family in the future,” Su Meifen earnestly advised.

Jiang Yao sneered, "Ha! Don't think too highly of her. She calls you 'Mom' on the surface, but she hates you in her heart. No matter how good you are to her, she will never know how to be grateful. Besides, do I, Jiang Yao, need to rely on her to get married in the future?"

Jiang Yao's mind was filled with Shen Yanchuan's image. Looking at all the wealthy young men in the country, who could be as handsome as him? Who could match his abilities?

"Yaoyao, don't say that." Su Meifen got up and walked to her daughter, trying to pull her away.

Jiang Yao waved her hand away with some annoyance, "Mom, don't forget, our Jiang family has never treated her as family. She's an outsider, a bastard child you had with someone else."

Su Meifen's face turned pale with anger. "Shut up!"

Jiang Yao gritted her teeth and glared at her resentfully, "You did something shameful and then told me to shut up. You even brought this bastard child back to the Jiang family and stole my marriage. I hate her, and I hate you too."

After saying that, Jiang Yao stormed out of the house.

Behind her, Su Meifen trembled with anger, tears streaming down her face. How could she not be heartbroken that her most beloved daughter had treated her this way?

Jiang Yao drove out to a coffee shop. She kept scrolling through Shen Yanchuan's video on her phone. Looking at the man in the video, she was almost going crazy.

Tears of regret welled up in her eyes. Why? Why didn't she marry him back then?

When she saw Shen Yanchuan calling Su Chenxi his beloved wife in front of the media, she was so jealous she felt like her lungs were about to explode.

In just two short weeks, what cunning tricks did Su Chenxi use to win over Shen Yanchuan?

Now that Shen Yanchuan has taken over, Su Chenxi has also become the darling of the Shen family.

It's infuriating that Shen Yanchuan is the husband she's always dreamed of, and being a daughter-in-law of the Shen family is the identity she desires most.

"I won't give up like this." Resentment flashed in Jiang Yao's eyes, but at the same time she looked at the handsome man frozen in the camera with a charming smile. "Even without a title, I will still be your woman."

I stayed with the old lady at the foundation until after 5 p.m. The old lady had arranged a dinner party that evening, and at 6 p.m., Shen Yanchuan's convoy came to pick us up.

Just as Su Chenxi was about to get into the old lady's car, she refused, saying, "Go ride in the same car as Yan Chuan!"

Su Chenxi smiled sweetly, "Grandma, let me stay with you!"

Within a day, Su Chenxi and the old lady became as close as grandmother and granddaughter.

"Yan Chuan must be tired after a long day, go and keep him company!" the old lady said with a smile, not wanting to interfere with the young couple's sweet time.

Su Chenxi's pretty face flushed slightly, and she had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the car door that the bodyguard had opened.

Shen Yanchuan watched her sit down, his gaze sweeping over her face and finally landing on her bitten, moist red lips. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Last night, he practically went crazy kissing those red lips.

"Last night... I was drunk last night, I didn't do anything bad to you, did I?" Su Chenxi turned to the man and asked.

Shen Yanchuan's gaze quickly shifted away, his handsome face turning colder. "No."

"Oh! That's good. I don't remember anything about last night." Su Chenxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she felt swollen lips and even a sore chest when she woke up the next day, she attributed all of these to mild alcohol poisoning.

Shen Yanchuan turned his head and warned, "You're not allowed to drink alcohol outside anymore."

Su Chenxi explained with some grievance, "My company went bankrupt yesterday, so I was just in a bad mood."

Shen Yanchuan frowned, only then realizing that she had managed to bankrupt a small clothing company she owned.

Shen Yanchuan said without a trace of sympathy, "Grandma is entrusting the foundation to you to manage. From now on, you can focus on this."

Su Chenxi replied with an "Oh," and then said, "I understand."

After dinner, someone escorted the old lady home. Su Chenxi looked at the man beside her and asked, "Do you want to go home together?"

"I have other business at the company, you should go back first." Shen Yanchuan, with his suit jacket sleeves tucked in, walked towards his car. A bodyguard drove up beside him in another car. "Second Young Madam, please get in the car."

Su Chenxi was tired today and wanted to go back to rest.

Back in the villa, the entire villa was brightly lit, and all the surrounding landscape lights were turned on.

Su Chenxi thought she could fall asleep as soon as she lay down, but so many things had happened today that made it difficult for her to fall asleep. She went out and stayed on the sofa in the living room on the third floor.

When Shen Yanchuan took over the Shen Group, she took over the Shen Foundation, suddenly finding herself burdened with heavy responsibilities and feeling immense pressure.

Then she thought of the excavation project of the ancient Song Dynasty site at the foot of the mountain, which was in full swing. She had seen pictures that day, showing piles and piles of white bones in the burial pits. It was fine during the day, but now it felt like the dead of night.

Su Chenxi felt a chill. She picked up her phone and glanced at the time. It was 10:30 p.m. She wondered when Shen Yanchuan would be back.

The silence was so intense that she turned on her phone, played some music, covered her face with a small blanket, closed her eyes, and lay down on the sofa. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

Early in the morning.

A slightly tired figure stepped upstairs, his tie clutched in his hand, and the top two buttons of his neatly pressed shirt undone, revealing a hint of his collarbone.

Despite her stunning charm, she exudes a contradictory aura of asceticism.

Shen Yanchuan was about to go back to his room when he heard music coming from the living room. He looked over and saw a woman lying on the sofa.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Was she waiting for him?