Chapter 401: Splitting the Assets Before Cutting Ties

Just then, the sounds of a car engine came from the living room, followed by the closing of the car door.

They looked towards the door. Not long after, Shen Fanxing’s tall and slender figure appeared.

Shen Qianrou knitted her eyebrows deeply.

Jiang Rongrong’s face fell. “Why are you here?”

“Before we split this house, Director Jiang, I should have a share of this house.”

“Hmph, who was the one who announced about severing ties?”

Shen Fanxing smiled wistfully and replied, “Even if I have to sever ties with you, I have to get what’s mine!”

She said as she glanced at the servant beside her. She moved the suitcase in front of her and said, “Bring this to my room.”

The servant froze and looked at Jiang Rongrong helplessly.

Jiang Rongrong had yet to recover from the anger she felt at the thought of splitting the assets. “You want to stay here?!”

“Is there a problem?” She paused and looked at Shen Shanghua, whose face had darkened. She said calmly, “Seems like the Shen family can’t tolerate me…”

“Young Mistress wants you to bring her luggage up. Didn’t you hear her?!”

Before Shen Fanxing finished speaking, Shen Shanghua bellowed furiously.

“I’ll go right away!”

Startled, the servant hurried upstairs with her luggage.

“Serve the dishes, let’s have dinner.”

Shen Fanxing had wanted to reject them, but seeing the ugly expressions of the few people opposite her, she smiled brightly and said, “Okay.”

The few of them walked towards the dining room, but Shen Qianrou stood rooted to the ground, her expression ugly.

“Qianrou? Qianrou!” Yang Liwei nudged her and she snapped back to reality.

“Huh? what’s the matter, Mommy?”

“It’s time to eat, why are you still standing here?”

“Oh, okay.”

Shen Qianrou muttered and she followed Yang Liwei and entered the dining room.

The atmosphere during the meal was tense and Shen Fanxing sat alone. She ate as if there was no one else around. She acted as though she was the only one in the house and they were all guests!

The more they saw how relaxed Shen Fanxing was, the angrier they got. Jiang Rongrong was so angry that she didn’t even pick up her chopsticks.

Seeing this, Yang Liwei’s eyes darted around before she said, ”

“Fanxing, I heard from Qianrou that the two of you are participating in the scent-making contest in France. How’s your preparation going?”

Shen Qianrou paused and looked at Shen Fanxing.

“I’m not ready.”

Something flashed across Shen Qianrou’s eyes.

“Let’s take it one step at a time. We’ll talk after the pre-selection,” said Shen Fanxing.

Jiang Rongrong frowned again. “What are you doing? You want to compete with Qianrou for everything and now you want to attend the scent-making competition as well? The local selection is held at T University this time. Have you forgotten why you were expelled from school? Aren’t you afraid that your plagiarism will be exposed again? Don’t you know how to feel ashamed?”

Shen Fanxing stuffed the last mouthful of rice into her mouth and placed the chopsticks on the table lightly. She looked at Jiang Rongrong calmly.

“You don’t have to care about me. You should mind your own business. Don’t accidentally bribe the judges again for Shen Qianrou. She was originally quite capable, but after what you’ve done… Isn’t being exposed more embarrassing? Does it feel good to have the trophy smashed?”

Jiang Rongrong’s face darkened and she was so livid that she slammed the chopsticks on the table.

“How dare you!”

Shen Fanxing used a napkin to wipe her lips gently. She stood up slowly and said to Shen Shanghua,

“Grandpa, I’m full. Take your time.”

Shen Shanghua nodded lightly.

“Mother, calm down. It is bad for your health.”

“I’m full of anger! I’m not eating anymore.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Fanxing grinned.

The outcome wasn’t too bad.