A whirlwind marriage leads to doting affection; the husband pampers her every night.

Shen Guoqiang stood up and said, "How come I didn't know? Braised pork ribs are your favorite."

Shen Nian was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

Yes, her favorite food used to be braised pork ribs cooked by her dad.

Maybe it's because I only get to eat it occasionally, so it tastes especially delicious.

However, that taste seems to exist only in her memory now, so long ago that she can't even remember what it tasted like.

“You must be mistaken, I don’t like…” Shen Nian said.

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Guoqiang interrupted him.

"I'm cooking braised pork ribs myself today. You're in for a treat!" Shen Guoqiang said and actually walked towards the kitchen, with Lu Jiao following him.

Shen Nian stopped in her tracks and looked at Shen Guoqiang's retreating figure as he walked towards the kitchen.

She once truly felt that she was a happy child.

He was loved by his father and mother and lived a carefree life.

She once held Shen Guoqiang in high esteem, filled with love and anticipation...

Shen Nian turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down, with Shen Ximan sitting opposite her.

She ignored her and looked away.

Shen Ximan, who had been slapped by Shen Nian, was much more well-behaved at this moment. Although she glared fiercely at Shen Nian, she didn't say a word.

Shen Nian sat for a few minutes and got a little bored, and didn't want to stay with Shen Ximan.

I picked up my schoolbag, got up, and went upstairs.

She had some old hand-drawn sketches that she hadn't taken with her, so she took them with her this time. She probably won't have many chances to step into this place again.

After returning to the room, I pulled a box out from under the bed.

Opening the box, besides the sketches and some design-related books, there were also some small items that Shen Nian had always been reluctant to throw away.

She took them out one by one, looked at them, and then put them all back.

She simply packed her hand-drawn sketches into her backpack to take with her.

Some things that were once meaningful to me have now become meaningless.

Let's stay here together.

After packing up the drawings, Shen Nian went downstairs again.

Just then, Shen Guoqiang came out of the kitchen carrying the cooked ribs.

He called to Shen Nian, "Niannian, come and eat. It's your favorite braised pork ribs."

Shen Nian walked to the restaurant without saying a word.

Besides braised pork ribs, the table was covered with all sorts of food.

It can be called a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

She pulled out a chair and sat down.

Shen Guoqiang placed a piece of pork rib into her bowl and said with rare kindness, "Try it."

Under his expectant gaze, Shen Nian took a bite.

I can't say whether it tastes good or bad, but it's definitely not the same as before.

She chewed gently.

Seeing that she had eaten, Shen Guoqiang pulled Lu Jiao and Shen Ximan to sit down together. "Eat, eat. It's been a long time since our family has sat down together for a proper meal. Let's open a bottle of red wine and have a drink together later."

At the large round table, Shen Guoqiang, Lu Jiao, and Shen Ximan sat side by side, while Shen Nian sat diagonally opposite them.

They don't look like a loving family at all.

Shen Nian hadn't finished the piece of pork rib in her bowl when Shen Guoqiang spoke up again.

“Niannian, there’s something I haven’t told you yet. Before your mother passed away, she left you some shares in the company. You only have one year left before graduation, and you’re not studying business management. I’m thinking of temporarily transferring these shares to me and managing them for you. You can just collect your dividends every year. Girls don’t need to work too hard or be in the public eye at the company.”

Shen Nian put down her chopsticks and looked up.

Ah~ So that's where she was waiting.

She said these people were like weasels paying respects to chickens—what good intentions could they possibly have?

"Dad, did Mom leave me any shares? I didn't know that," Shen Nian asked, feigning ignorance.

Shen Guoqiang and Lu Jiao exchanged a glance and nodded. "Yes, yes, your mother left you shares."

"How many shares did my mom leave me? I'm quite curious," Shen Nian asked, her expression innocent and harmless.

"Actually, it's not much. You're a girl, so don't worry about these things. Just be a good second young lady of the Shen family, and I guarantee you'll have no worries about food and clothing." Shen Guoqiang did not directly answer Shen Nian's question.

He only recently learned that his ex-wife, Wu Wanying, had a backup plan: she left her shares to Shen Nian.

If it weren't for the 20% company shares, he wouldn't bother with this disobedient daughter!

Shen Nian pressed further, "How much exactly is 'not much'?"

Shen Guoqiang was unhappy.

"What's wrong with you, child? I told you it's not much, so why are you making such a fuss?" Then he turned to Lu Jiao and said, "Go and get the agreement."

Lu Jiao immediately got up and went to the study, and soon came out with a stack of documents.

Shen Guoqiang handed the documents and pen to Shen Nian, saying, "Sign it. Dad won't hurt you."

Shen Nian took the document and glanced at the cover.

The title reads in large characters: 'Equity Transfer Agreement'.

Does her dad think she's a three-year-old, or that she's stupid?

"Dad, this doesn't seem like a nominee agreement, but rather a transfer agreement," Shen Nian asked, pretending not to understand.

Shen Guoqiang also pretended to be stupid, "How could that be? This is what nominee shareholding means. That's what the lawyer told Dad."

“Yes, Niannian, we’re all family. Your dad just cares about you and thought he could manage it for you,” Lu Jiao added.

Shen Nian lowered her head and gave a cold laugh.

She picked up a pen, pretending to sign, but stopped just as she was about to put pen to paper.

She smiled slightly as she looked at the three anxious people opposite her.

“Dad, I think it would be better to have a lawyer present for such an important matter. I’m still in contact with the company’s former legal director; she can come. After all… it’s something Mom left me, and I’m quite reluctant to part with it,” Shen Nian said innocently.

Shen Guoqiang was extremely worried.

If we really let Chen Ping come over, wouldn't that expose our secret?

“Oh dear, my lawyer dad has plenty of these in his company. This document was drafted by a lawyer, so there’s definitely no problem. The shares are still yours; Dad is just holding them on your behalf for easier management. After all, it’s such a big company, and the other shareholders can’t really say anything. Dad is consolidating the shares for the company’s development,” Shen Guoqiang said earnestly to Shen Nian, wanting her to sign the document immediately.

Shen Nian glanced at the agreement, which clearly stated in black and white that it would take effect immediately upon signing. Ms. Shen Nian voluntarily gifted the inherited shares under her name to Mr. Shen Guoqiang, and even lied to her that it was just a nominee shareholding.

She shouldn't have had even the slightest illusion about the person in front of her.

"Do you think I can't read or can't understand this agreement?" Shen Nian smiled slightly, her eyes clear.

He continued, "I will never sign this agreement. No one can take away what my mother left me."

“You…” Shen Guoqiang pointed at Shen Nian but couldn’t say a word.

"Also, if you use this method to call me back again, I will call the police immediately." Shen Nian glanced at Lu Jiao and Shen Ximan.

Both of them were somewhat stunned by her appearance.

Shen Nian ignored them and walked towards the gate with her schoolbag.

house.

Lu Jiao asked Shen Guoqiang, "Guoqiang, what do we do if this girl won't sign? Are we really going to give her 20% of the shares?"

"Hmph, the company shares? She shouldn't even dream about them. Anyway, she'll be 22 in a month. She doesn't know that inheriting shares requires getting married before 22. These shares will be mine sooner or later. We'll just wait another month."

Lu Jiao and Shen Ximan looked at each other.

The smile in their eyes was undisguised, as if the Shen Group already belonged to them, mother and daughter.