Chapter 72: Ha, This Little Girl Is Pretty Interesting

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Having finished speaking, he walked straight past her and continued inside.

Shen Wan glanced down and discovered a set of car keys in her hand. They had a silver trident symbol on them and carried a distinct smell of copper. She couldn’t help but really like them!

“Third Uncle!”

The man halted, and Shen Wan caught up, swinging the keys in front of his eyes. “Can I have this?” she asked again to confirm.

“I said it’s a gift for our meeting.” His implication was clear: who else am I giving it to besides you?

“Thank you!”

Suddenly, Shen Chunhang remembered something and scrutinized her from head to toe. “By the way, how old are you this year? Have you got your driver’s license?”

“Twenty. Not yet.”

The man raised an eyebrow, folding his arms and maintaining a calm demeanor. “But I heard you had an accident where you collided with someone’s truck and ended up in the hospital. Is that true?”

“My brother told you?”

Shen Chunhang didn’t fall for it and smirked with his fox-like eyes slightly narrowed. “You haven’t answered my question.”

Shen Wan remained composed. “Not having a driver’s license doesn’t mean I can’t drive.”

The man chuckled softly and remarked, “Well, it appears there are still plenty of secrets that this young lady is keeping.”

Shen Wan’s heart skipped a beat, but her eyes remained calm.

Just as she thought he might continue questioning her, Shen Chunhang suddenly called Steward Zhou’s name. “Watch over this girl closely. She can’t use the car until she gets her driver’s license. If she misbehaves again, 1 won’t be willing to deal with the consequences.”

“Yes.”

Shen Wan was slightly surprised by the meaning of his words…

“I thought Shen Qian, that proud and arrogant guy, was asking for a favor for someone. It turns out he was helping you… Old Zhou, have you seen my nephew being so concerned about anyone else? I certainly haven’t.” As he spoke, he shook his head and headed into the house.

Shen Wan looked at the Maserati key in her hand, then smiled gently, tucking it away in her palm, and continued walking inside.

Did Shen Qian talk to Shen Chunhang about her recent car accident?

That made sense. With Third Master Shen’s strong connections in the Transportation Bureau, it’s no wonder that she didn’t even have to file a report, and the matter was resolved effortlessly.

Shen Chunhang must have come to the old house to pick something up. Shen Wan took a shower, went downstairs, and coincidentally saw him coming out of Shen Chunjiang’s study with some documents, ready to leave.

“Third Uncle.”

The man stopped and turned to face her. “What’s on your mind?” His expression, tinged with amusement, was far from the scholarly seriousness and leaned more toward a playful demeanor.

Shen Wan descended the last two steps of the staircase. “It’s quite late. How about having lunch first?”

The man hesitated for a moment, seemingly surprised that Shen Wan had called him over just to… share a meal?

“If you have other things to do, you can ignore what I said.”

The girl had just taken a shower; her hair wasn’t dry yet, and it hung behind her, slightly damp. Her face had lost some of its rosy hue from exercise and sunlight exposure earlier, making her appear paler. Without makeup, coupled with her petite figure, she looked even more delicate.

The scents of shampoo and shower gel lingered in the air, mixed with the unique fragrance of a young girl. It was strangely pleasant. For some reason, a line from a poem suddenly flashed in Shen Chunhang’s mind, ‘Ice-cold skin, pure and sweat-free, fragrant breeze fills the hidden palace’.”

“Alright.” The man changed direction and headed towards the dining room, saying, “I’m actually hungry too.”

After lunch, Shen Chunhang took the documents and left. Shen Wan was about to go upstairs for a nap when He Huai entered, bathed in the bright sunlight, escorted by Steward Zhou himself.

“Wan Wan!” He Huai greeted her with a radiant smile.

“Why are you here?” she asked.

“I came to see you.”

“Is there something you need from me?”

“Come on, let’s talk outside.” He Huai pulled her along, and Shen Wan didn’t refuse, though she couldn’t help but furrow her brow.

Seeing He Huai made her think of Song Lin, which in turn irritated her.

As they walked to the garden, Shen Chunhang drove by in his car. Through the partially lowered window, he noticed the sight of the two holding hands. More accurately, it was the young man grasping the girl’s delicate wrist as he walked ahead, while the girl followed somewhat reluctantly. The youthful energy was palpable, and for the first time, Shen Chunhang found himself wondering if he was truly getting old.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and shook his head, chuckling.

The car passed by the two without stopping. Just before reaching the gate, Shen Chunhang couldn’t resist glancing at the rearview mirror. The young man and the girl had stopped, facing each other, engrossed in conversation.

It was a picturesque scene, but what caught his attention was the undisclosed illegitimate daughter of the Shen family, who had somehow become involved with the young master of Hualing Electronics. It appeared that He Huai was taking the initiative.

Well, the young girl did have some interesting aspects to her.

Meanwhile, He Huai, on the other side, tentatively asked about what had happened at the Hot Springs Villa. Seeing Shen Wan’s unwillingness to discuss it, he wisely changed the subject. “The weather is nice today. Instead of staying cooped up at home, how about we go out and have some fun?”

“Where should we go? What kind of fun?”

He Huai thought for a moment. “Do you know how to swim?”

Shen Wan shook her head.

“What about playing snooker?”

She shook her head again.

Hmm…

“Shopping, perhaps?”

This time, Shen Wan didn’t shake her head.

“Get in the car; I’ll take you on a shopping spree.”

When He Huai said “shopping spree,” he meant it.

“All of these in this row, and these as well…”

Shen Wan was astonished. “You’re buying so many cups. Will you be able to use them all?”

“I won’t use them all, but I can give them as gifts.”

Before she could react, He Huai had already placed a pink coffee mug with a heart-shaped design in her hands. It had a very stereotypically masculine aesthetic..

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