Severing ties with family to marry the young marshal, his whole family chases me to the crematorium.

"Big brother, I knew Shen Qingyao wouldn't admit to injuring Yuanyuan. She's always been this despicable, always bullying Yuanyuan behind our backs. You should arrest her, lock her up, and sentence her!"

Seeing that Shen Yanting had lost the verbal battle, Shen Yanming immediately jumped out in dissatisfaction.

Shen Qingyao gave him a cool and distant look. If it weren't for the Heavenly Punishment, she would have taught Shen Yanming a lesson no matter what.

"Big brother, third brother, please don't blame your sister for me anymore. She injured me with just a few moves. No one would believe it if I told them. I... I'll just say I was unlucky and fell down on my own."

Shen Yuanyuan sat in her wheelchair wiping away tears. Her shoulders trembled slightly as she cried, which instantly touched the hearts of Shen Yanming and Shen Yanting.

The two grown men frantically tried to comfort Shen Yuanyuan, using various methods to coax her.

While neither of them was paying attention, Shen Yuanyuan gave Shen Qingyao a smug smile, showing off her treatment.

Shen Qingyao watched this scene indifferently, without much emotional fluctuation; she was already used to it.

“Shen Qingyao, even if I don’t have enough evidence to prove that you were the culprit for Yuanyuan’s injury, what about the fact that you threw swill at Yuanyuan and your third brother at home? Your parents and the servants of the Shen family all witnessed this. You can’t deny that, can you?”

Shen Yanting's disbelief in ghosts and gods was ingrained in his bones. He simply couldn't believe that Shen Qingyao had the ability to severely injure Shen Yuanyuan with a few gestures from a distance without even touching her.

But he was unwilling to let Shen Qingyao off so easily. He was determined to teach her a lesson so that she would never dare to bully Shen Yuanyuan again.

When Shen Qingyao heard Shen Yanting mention the past, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, her face full of sarcasm.

"What? Director Shen wants to arrest me because of this? This matter shouldn't be serious enough to warrant Director Shen personally arresting, locking up, and sentencing me, right?"

Shen Qingyao's words and attitude were full of sarcasm and indifference, which made Shen Yanting feel a strange sensation.

He remembered that Shen Qingyao wasn't like this before; now she seemed like a completely different person.

She used to be very careful around me and never dared to talk back to me, but now she not only talks back to me, but also speaks with sarcasm.

What surprised him even more was that Shen Qingyao's gaze towards him no longer held the adoration and intimacy of before, but was now filled with endless coldness.

He didn't know what had caused Shen Qingyao to become the way she was now, but his intuition told him that Shen Qingyao wasn't just throwing a tantrum, but genuinely wanted to distance herself from them.

The thought flashed through Shen Yanting's mind, and he suddenly felt a little panicked. He felt as if something had been quietly lost, and he couldn't grasp it no matter what he tried.

"Shen Qingyao, you know perfectly well that's not what I meant."

"So what do you mean? Shen Yanting, let me tell you, I did throw swill at Shen Yanming and your precious little sister. From now on, you'd better keep your little sister in check and don't come near me again, or you'll be throwing boiling oil next time!"

"As long as you Shen family members don't get in my way, I won't touch your precious little sister. But if she dares to provoke me again, I'll gouge out her eyes and cut out her heart, liver, spleen, kidneys, and lungs to feed to the dogs!"

Shen Qingyao's expression was fierce, and her eyes looked extremely crazy and cruel.

Shen Yuanyuan's heart trembled and her face turned deathly pale. She never expected that Shen Qingyao would dare to say such a thing in front of Shen Yanting and Shen Yanming.

"Big brother, look at her!"

Shen Yanming found Shen Qingyao's words cruel and terrifying, and he became so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged.

This was the first time Shen Yanting had ever seen Shen Qingyao so quick-witted. Feeling his authority being challenged, his face darkened horribly, and he raised his hand to slap Shen Qingyao.

Seeing Shen Yanting raise his hand, Shen Qingyao secretly made a hand gesture, preparing to retaliate when Shen Yanting struck down.

Even if it costs her her life, she will never let Shen Yanting get away with it!

Just as the slap was about to land, Shen Qingyao was about to raise her hand when Shen Yanting's hand stopped in mid-air.

Si Jingnian gripped Shen Yanting's hand tightly, then flung it away violently, his expression unusually cold.

"Did you ask for my permission before you hit my wife, Director Shen? Shen Qingyao is now my wife. Director Shen, you have quite the airs!"

Caught off guard, Shen Yanting was thrown back a few steps by Si Jingnian. Only after he came to his senses did he realize what he had done.

“Young Marshal, Shen Qingyao is unruly and always finds ways to bully Yuanyuan. Although you are her husband, I am also her older brother. I have the responsibility and obligation to discipline her.”

Si Jingnian's face grew increasingly gloomy as he listened. The Shen family really didn't take him seriously at all. If it weren't for Shen Qingyao's sake, he wouldn't have been so good-tempered.

Upon hearing Shen Yanting's words, Shen Qingyao let out a mocking laugh without any attempt to hide it, her cold gaze fixed directly on Shen Yanting.

"My elder brother? Shen Yanting, what right do you have to call yourself my elder brother? You are Shen Yuanyuan's elder brother, not mine. They say that once a daughter is married, she is like water spilled from a cup. Now that I have married into the Marshal's Mansion, I have nothing to do with your Shen family anymore. Whether your Shen family lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

Shen Qingyao's words caused Shen Yanting and Shen Yanming's expressions to change simultaneously, with a hint of panic and anxiety in their eyes.

Shen Yuanyuan was secretly overjoyed; she wished Shen Qingyao would never return to the Shen family.

Before she could say anything to show her thoughtfulness and consideration, Shen Yanming spoke first.

"Shen Qingyao, do you even know what you're saying? You have the blood of the Shen family flowing in your veins, how can you say it's nothing to you!"

Shen Yanming blurted out his rebuttal, and in his excitement, he took two steps forward.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyao couldn't help but laugh again, her eyes turning coldly towards Shen Yuanyuan.

“Really? I grew up in a Taoist temple in the mountains. My master raised me. My master is like my parents.”

"What I mean by this is to ask you, since I have the blood of the Shen family flowing in my veins, why did I grow up in a Taoist temple?"

Shen Qingyao shifted her gaze from Shen Yuanyuan to Shen Yanming, looking at him sharply as she quietly awaited his answer.

"You know this already, so how can you blame us? Someone switched you, not us abandoning you."

Shen Yanming answered Shen Qingyao's question without thinking, and Shen Yanting realized what Shen Qingyao meant, his brows furrowing instantly.

Shen Yuanyuan realized what Shen Qingyao wanted to say, and her face turned very ugly. She immediately tried to interrupt the topic, but Shen Qingyao did not give her the chance.

"Then who switched me with someone else? It was Shen Yuanyuan's biological parents. I remember you once said that Shen Yuanyuan was innocent and that the sins committed by her biological parents had nothing to do with her. So whose blood flows in her veins?"

“Shen Yanming, now you’re bringing up blood ties with me again. Don’t you think you’re ridiculous and hypocritical? If she can sever ties with her biological parents, why can’t I? I wasn’t raised by your Shen family.”

Shen Qingyao's face was full of sarcasm, and her eyes were filled with mockery and endless coldness as she looked at Shen Yanming.

"How can they be the same..."