Shen Fanxing lowered her eyes and smiled faintly.

Did he still think that she would feel a hint of fear and react because of his anger?

Wearing shoes a size too small became bearable over time, and hearing certain things repeatedly became insignificant.

"Didn't you ever think to remind Mr. Shen earnestly? After all, the person who gave birth to this wretched child like me is still around. Aren't you afraid she'll bash you to death with her cane?"

Shen Defan was stunned for a moment, unable to immediately grasp the meaning behind Shen Fanxing's tongue twister-like words. But after silently pondering it for a moment, he finally understood.

Realizing that he had been tricked by her, his anger deepened!

He pointed at Shen Fanxing, "I regret not strangling you to death back then! To think you'd constantly bring shame upon me, tarnishing our family's reputation!"

Shen Fanxing sneered, "Tarnish our family's reputation? What reputation does the Shen family have left to tarnish? Forcing a good wife to her death and marrying a rich woman. If sycophancy and vanity are considered our family's reputation, then the Shen family is indeed the overlord of this city!"

"You... How dare you!"

Shen Defan was almost infuriated to death by Shen Fanxing's words. He had never imagined that this seemingly indifferent daughter would utter such rebellious words.

"That's enough!"

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Jiang Rongrong suddenly reprimanded in a low voice from the side. Shen Defan gritted his teeth in anger but was firmly held back by Yang Liwei.

With pursed lips, Shen Fanxing didn't even want to sneer at them in front of these people.

"I thought you would have tempered your character a bit during your years abroad, but it seems you've become even more defiant than before," Jiang Rongrong said sternly, her shrewd eyes gleaming with a hint of cunning, stepping closer to the ward.

"It seems you don't know that I've been back from abroad for three years."

Jiang Rongrong stood firm in front of her, and as Shen Fanxing's words fell, the cane in her hand made a dull sound.

The collision of the floor tiles and solid wood deliberately conveyed her anger to Shen Fanxing.

"I thought I could tame your unruly and fierce character, but three years seems far from enough!"

Shen Fanxing finally raised her head, glanced at Jiang Rongrong, then stood up. Although her slender body appeared fragile, it was still tall and straight.

In an instant, she changed from being looked down upon to looking down at Jiang Rongrong, who lacked a height advantage.

Jiang Rongrong's face suddenly darkened.

She detested the arrogance and boldness emanating from Shen Fanxing.

Just like her mother, that kind of invisible dominance and aggressiveness seemed to flow in their blood, never to be diluted.

"What? Do you want to send me to S country again?"

Shen Fanxing's surface indifference was impeccable, but her heart felt icy.

Six years ago, they unceremoniously sent her to the economically backward and culturally depraved S country, never bothering about her since!

Now, if placed in ancient times, it was no different from exile!

She was lucky to have survived. Even if she died, no one would know, no one would care.

If she hadn't been sure that she was Shen Defan's biological daughter, she would have thought of herself as his patricidal enemy!

Just for Shen Qianrou, they were eager to trample her into the mud!

How could she reconcile with that?

She, Shen Fanxing, would not let others control and trample over her life like this!

Thanks to their blessings, she learned how to persevere in adversity!

Thanks to their ruthlessness and neglect, she left S country and secretly ran to France, and they never knew!

They would never know what she had done in France during those three years...