"All of the Baoli Hotel is mine? That's... hard to explain!"

But perhaps being misunderstood is a good thing—it helps keep my identity hidden.

Yang Yi thought to himself with a sly smile.

At that moment, Shen Xue looked at him with a smile. "Brother Yi, I used to manage the Shen family business, and I've worked with Baoli Hotel before."

"Uh..."

Yang Yi chuckled awkwardly. He genuinely didn't know how to explain the situation. He didn't want to deceive Shen Xue, but for their safety, he had no choice but to keep the truth hidden.

Seeing his silence, Shen Xue sighed softly and said, "I heard that a son from a first-rate family once caused trouble at Baoli Hotel and ended up with his legs broken, left lying on the street. His family didn't even dare to take him to the hospital. In the end, the patriarch had to personally apologize to settle the matter. That shows how powerful the owner of Baoli Hotel must be."

As she spoke, Shen Xue looked gently at Yang Yi.

The meaning was clear: the backing behind Baoli Hotel is so formidable, and you tell me it's owned by your comrade?

Obviously, Shen Xue had begun to suspect Yang Yi, not just because they were living in the penthouse of Baoli Hotel, but also because of Tiantian's illness!

After all, not just anyone could get into the best hospital in Wudu. And when she went to visit her daughter, the luxury of Tiantian's hospital room was extraordinary!

And the specialists who consulted on Tiantian's case—could ordinary people really afford to hire them?

All these things made Shen Xue suspicious.

The driver in the front seat, Ying Yi, almost burst out laughing. The Madam is really sharp!

He had also heard from Ying Er that the Madam was a formidable person, one who even won Ying Er's respect.

With such a wife... it seems the Divine King won't be able to keep his secret for long!

Yang Yi had no idea what was going through his guard's mind. Under Shen Xue's gentle gaze, this mighty Divine King felt like he was sitting on pins and needles!

He forced a laugh, pulled out his phone, and said, "Really, it’s my comrade. I had no idea he had such power. Haha, how about I call him and ask?"

Shen Xue crossed her arms and nodded softly. "Sure."

Yang Yi froze. Shen Xue was determined to get to the bottom of this!

But he couldn't make that call. Not only was the so-called comrade fictional, but even if he called one of his subordinates, there was a chance they'd accidentally blurt out something like "Subordinate reporting to the Divine King," and that would be the end of it!

Yang Yi's expression suddenly turned serious. "Oh, I just remembered. My comrade is on a mission right now. He should still be in the field, so I definitely can't call him. It might cause trouble!"

Shen Xue looked at Yang Yi’s serious face and couldn’t help but laugh. "Alright then, after your comrade finishes his mission, you can call him."

"Yes, yes, that’s the way to do it." Yang Yi nodded with a big smile, then quickly shoved his phone back into his pocket.

This wife of his—so hard to deal with!

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Thinking back, Shen Xue had always been this clever and adorable!

But even though he wasn’t in the wrong, being questioned by his wife and not daring to tell the truth was really frustrating!

Yang Yi smiled wryly as the car pulled up to the entrance of the Zhongjing Sanatorium.

This time, they didn’t even need to show their IDs. The guard took one look at Shen Xue and immediately let them through.

The car stopped in front of a large gate, and the family of three got out. Yang Yi waved his hand. "You can leave now."

Ying Yi nodded, turned the car around, and drove away.

Shen Xue held Tiantian in her arms, looking at the grand archway in front of them and then at the other buildings scattered in the distance. Her emotions were complex.

Yang Yi gently wrapped his arm around her slender waist and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Shen Xue nodded.

Just as they were about to step forward, an elderly man with graying hair walked out, bowed slightly, and said, "Third Miss, please come in."

Shen Xue smiled. "Thank you, Uncle De."

The old man nodded with a smile, his gaze briefly sweeping over Tiantian and Yang Yi without any further expression.

Three minutes later, after passing through a series of corridors and pavilions, Yang Yi and Shen Xue, guided by Uncle De, arrived at the main hall.

Several people were already seated inside. The head seat was occupied by the half-paralyzed old man Yang Yi had seen before. He was holding a cup of tea, his eyes slightly narrowed as he sized up Yang Yi.

Standing beside the old man was a beautiful woman, Madam Du.

In addition to these two, the next generation of the Shen family—Shen Wu, Shen Lian, Shen Hong, and Shen Yue—were seated on either side.

Only one person remained standing, a young man with a gloomy expression, standing behind Shen Wu.

This was the core of the Shen family's leadership.

"They're here. Let's begin."

The eldest son, Shen Wu, glanced at the entering family of three and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Madam Du said, "Since Xiao Xue is willing to return to the family, it shows her heart is still with the Shen family. So, the Old Master hopes everyone can set aside their grievances and work together for the future of the Shen family."

As she spoke, Madam Du smiled at Shen Xue. "Xiao Xue, don’t just stand there. Have a seat; your place has always been kept for you."

Shen Xue nodded indifferently and walked over with Tiantian in her arms, taking a seat in a chair. At the same time, she pulled Yang Yi to sit beside her.

This scene made Shen Wu and the others' faces darken, but no one said a word.

The old man acted as if he hadn’t seen anything, leisurely sipping his tea with his eyes half-closed.

Once Shen Xue and Yang Yi were seated, the old man finally looked up at Shen Xue and said, "Your brother should have told you over the phone about the family's decision. Third Miss, what is your decision?"

Shen Xue remained silent, just sitting there without saying a word.

This made everyone frown, and the old man even put down his teacup. "Speak up. Don’t put on airs."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xue finally spoke. "I can return to the family, but my condition is simple: I want to marry Brother Yi, and I want a wedding!"

Bang!

Before Shen Xue could finish her sentence, Shen Wu slammed the table and angrily shouted, "Nonsense! Do you have any sense of shame? After what you..."

"Shut up!"

Shen Xue snapped, her gaze sweeping coldly over everyone. "Think before you speak. You were the ones who asked me to return!"

Her words made Shen Wu stand up in rage. Not only him, but the other Shen family members also looked at Shen Xue with furious expressions.

Her elder sister, Shen Hong, sneered. "Little sister, have you lost your mind? Who told you that you were invited back? You're a member of the Shen family—born a Shen and you'll die a Shen! Do you want to test if big brother will enforce the family rules?"

Shen Xue showed no fear, laughing coldly. "Family rules? Am I even part of the Shen family? Ridiculous!"

At that moment, everyone realized that Shen Xue was still technically disowned, meaning the family rules couldn’t be enforced on her!

The Shen family members were furious but couldn’t argue back.

The room fell into an eerie silence.

The Shen family members were both angry and frustrated because Shen Xue was right. They were the ones who wanted her back, not the other way around!

The atmosphere in the room became tense and silent.