CHAPTER 458: CHAPTER 458: HE DOESN’T NEED YOU (8)

"It’s okay, Yaoyao, Jianan is just having a temporary emotional shift. Give him some time. You’ve been worn out these past few days, go upstairs and rest."

Shen Yao took another glance at the closed door, then turned around and walked upstairs.

She went straight to Sheng Jianan’s room, turned on the light, and took a deep breath, as if there was something comforting and pleasant in the air here, making her feel relaxed.

Lying down on the big bed, looking at the ceiling, a smile gradually appeared on Shen Yao’s lips.

She will be the master of this place; soon, she will be the master here.

After lying on the bed for a while, Shen Yao slowly climbed up, took her bag, and pulled out a small black recording device, pressed the switch, and a sharp voice sang out: "Get lost!"

With a twist of her lips, she walked into the bathroom and threw the recording device into the toilet, flushing it away.

Sitting back on the bed, Shen Yao now held a black phone in her hand, opened the message box, and began reading the texts inside one by one.

[Jianan, please, just meet me once, okay, just once.]

[That’s not how things are, really they’re not, listen to my explanation.]

[Jianan, my mom died, I have no family left, do you really not want me anymore?]

She read through many messages, all one-sided, until finally, one message was sent from this phone.

The smile on Shen Yao’s lips deepened, picturing the woman who always remained calm and composed in front of her, now using such a pleading tone in her messages.

Unfortunately, the person she was begging, would never see these messages in this lifetime.

Never!

She deleted them one by one, clearing them thoroughly, without leaving a trace.

Downstairs, Mrs. Sheng stood in the yard on the phone. She wasn’t sure what was said, but a smile appeared on her face: "Very well done. I’ll deposit the remaining money into your account as promised, but I never want to see you again in my life, understand?"

The rain had stopped, but the sky remained dark and oppressive, casting a gloom over everyone’s mood.

Sheng Jianan finally came out of Mr. Sheng’s room five days later, looking drastically thinner, with dark circles under his eyes rivaling a panda’s, a scruffy beard on his chin, looking very disheveled and dejected.

Only those ghostly, dark eyes remained as black as ever.

"Jianan..."

Sheng Jianan ignored everyone, returned to his room, stood under the shower, and when he emerged again, the dark circles remained, but the beard was gone, and he looked somewhat refreshed.

"Jianan, come down and eat something."

Sheng Jianan’s gaze swept over Mr. Sheng, Mrs. Sheng, and Shen Yao, furrowing his brows: "Where is she?"

Mrs. Sheng glanced at Mr. Sheng, didn’t answer, and said: "Jianan, eat first. You haven’t eaten properly in two weeks, have some food, alright?"

Sheng Jianan reached into his pocket, but didn’t find his phone there. Mrs. Sheng hurriedly took his phone from the cabinet next to her: "Do you need your phone?"

Sheng Jianan took it; there were many missed calls, messages, and emails.

But they were either from Qiao Zi, Zhou Chengze, or some from abroad; one missed call was from Shen Jiyan.

Sheng Jianan ignored them all, searched all over but could not find that familiar number.