Chapter 1879: Chapter 1880: How Old Are You? Still Haven’t Been Weaned?

During the time he was thinking, Chu Aotian had already taken Jiang Chenyue into the car.

"Mr. Qin, are you joining us?" The driver saw he hadn’t gotten in and asked softly.

He briefly considered, then raised his eyes to the driver and said, "In a moment."

Then he took long strides, made a round, walked to the passenger seat, and opened the car door.

The car’s lights lit up, and soon, it drove out of the Capital District Mansion’s perimeter...

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The Shen Family’s evening banquet turned into a joke yesterday, and the next day it spread throughout the circle.

Since that evening, no one from the Shen Family went out for two consecutive days, and the whole family was shrouded in a low-pressure atmosphere.

Sir Shen ordered not to interfere with Shen Siyuan, and for two days, Mrs. Shen cried until her eyes were red. But regardless of how much she cried or pleaded with Sir Shen and Old Madame, the two elders were resolute: this time, no interference means no interference; whoever interferes should not come back!

Mrs. Shen cried so much that her eyes became swollen but was helpless, so she could only wait anxiously at home for news.

Shen Yu also didn’t leave the house. Since that evening, he seemed to be hit hard; he stayed locked in his room for two days, not having a single meal, not coming out despite being called.

Sir Shen was determined not to deal with him this time.

Old Madame Shen couldn’t resist Mrs. Shen’s pleas and went to knock on his door once, but Shen Yu didn’t respond, so she stopped trying.

In the luxurious room on the second floor of the Shen Family Villa, the curtains were drawn tightly, leaving no gap, keeping all the light outside the room. The room was dark, pitch black. In the darkness, a scruffy man sat dazed on the bed, looking utterly dejected, having not slept for two days and nights, with eyes full of bloodshot, looking no different from a vagrant outside.

Who would have thought this was Mr. Shen who had returned to the country full of ambition not long ago!

Shen Yu hadn’t slept for two days, his spirit exhausted to the extreme, but no matter how tired, he couldn’t close his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind would automatically recall the events of that evening banquet, those whispering voices discussing him kept replaying in his ears, tormenting his nerves.

He dared not close his eyes, nor dare to recall that night which made him lose face!

The body is very tired.

The head aches.

The nerves in his temples tugged at the cranial nerves, like a saw going back and forth in his brain, making noise that nearly drove him to a nervous breakdown. He held his face in his hands, desperately leaning against the headboard, his occiput hitting the hard wall, a thin coolness piercing from his rear brain to the front.

He leaned his head back, covering his face, closing his eyes like this.

Unknown how long had passed, he suddenly punched the wall, breathing heavily.

"Buzz—"

At this time, the phone he threw beside the bed suddenly vibrated.

Shen Yu’s eyes were blood-red, his forehead hair was wet with fine sweat sticking to his brow, staring at the phone for a while before slowly reaching out to grab it, lowering his eyes to take a look.

Cui Jiangjing’s name was bouncing on the screen.

"Heh." He forced a cold laugh from his mouth.

As if mocking why Cui Jiangjing was calling him,

Yet in an instant, he connected the call, pressed the phone to his ear with a cold tone, "Hello."

"Where are you?"

He could hear the noisy sounds from the earpiece, he kept a poker face, with not a trace of expression, extremely indifferent response, "None of your business! What’s up?"

"None of your goddamn business, you think I wanted to call you? Shen Yu, can’t you stop being so damn childish! How old are you, haven’t you weaned?"

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