Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 243 Father is Back

As Chen Youen spoke, she suddenly lowered her voice and said seriously, "How about we arrange to meet on a dark and windy night? I can kiss him in your place, since I won't lose out on his face. But you can't tell your older brother afterwards."

Shen Feiwan's shoulders trembled slightly at the amusement, and she reached out to pinch Chen Youen's cheek. "Would I let you kiss him?"

She leaned back into the sofa. "If this is really the only way out, I'll definitely have to take it myself."

She paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes. "But now, I'm waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Chen Youen immediately leaned over and asked her.

"Let's wait for Chai Ming's investigation results." Shen Feiwan narrowed her eyes. "If he can spill everything, then Lin Xiaoyan won't have a chance."

"Oh right!" Chen Youen suddenly slapped his forehead, his eyes widening in annoyance. "How could I have forgotten about that?"

She breathed a sigh of relief. "I almost advised you to sacrifice yourself for the greater good. I was so stupid. Luckily, you're smart enough."

“However,” she suddenly stopped smiling, “you’ve rejected Lin Xiaoyan so many times, won’t he try something bad? We don’t need his help, but we’re afraid he might sabotage us in the dark.”

Shen Feiwan sank into the sofa, covering her eyes with the back of her hand. "Let's wait and see."

Her voice was heavy with weariness. "If he has the ability to do bad things in this kind of situation, then it proves that he really has the ability to solve it. It's not too late to sacrifice yourself then."

After saying that, she closed her eyes tightly, her breathing gradually becoming steady. "I don't care anymore, I'm going to sleep for three days and three nights..."

Shen Feiwan really slept for three days. Except for necessary meals and bathroom breaks, she hardly left the bed.

However, after getting enough sleep, she looked radiant.

She was standing at the dining table preparing breakfast. Although the milk and bread were just ready-made food taken from the refrigerator, they were neatly placed in their proper places.

Chen Youen, standing at the restaurant entrance, saw this scene and her eyes lit up. "Wanwan, you're 'resurrected'!" She quickly walked over and looked at her friend's rosy cheeks with surprise. "Your complexion is getting better and better with sleep!"

Shen Feiwan turned around and raised an eyebrow. "Of course, youth is an asset. I feel like even the air is exceptionally fresh right now. Sit down and have breakfast."

Chen Youen pulled out a chair. "I don't know why, but I feel like something good is going to happen today."

No sooner had they finished speaking than they heard the sound of someone unlocking a combination lock outside.

Chen Youen subconsciously gripped the glass in her hand tighter. "Could it be Lin Xiaoyan?"

Shen Feiwan paused, then abruptly pushed back her chair and stood up. "Lin Xiaoyan doesn't know how to open my house's combination lock."

Her gaze swept toward the doorway, her voice tinged with tension.

Chen Youen's pupils contracted slightly, and she immediately understood—only the Shen family could open this door.

At this moment, Shen Feiwan had already rushed towards the door.

She had just touched the doorknob when the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Dad!" It was Shen Mo who had returned. Shen Feiwan excitedly rushed over and hugged him. "Dad, you're finally back."

"Wanwan." Shen Mo's voice was hoarse. He gently patted his daughter's back, but did not immediately hug her back. "Dad is dirty, let go of him first."

As he spoke, his gaze passed over Shen Feiwan and landed on Chen Youen, where he nodded slightly. "Youen is here too."

Shen Feiwan immediately let go of his hand and stepped aside to make way.

She knew her father was a respectable man, and now, with his unshaven beard, unkempt appearance, and body odor, he would never want to face the younger generation in such an appearance.

"Dad, you go take a shower first. We only have bread and milk left at home, is that alright?"

Shen Mo nodded and dragged his tired steps toward the bedroom.

In just over twenty days, the outline of his shoulders and back seemed to have thinned, and even his footsteps were no longer as steady as before.

Shen Feiwan stood there, her brows furrowed tightly.