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

Chapter 155 Playing with You

After leaving Old Master Bo's tea room, Shen Feiwan saw the butler standing not far away, obviously waiting for her.

There was a large suitcase at his feet.

Only when Shen Feiwan approached did the butler bow slightly and say in a distant tone, "Miss Shen, these are your personal belongings. We have packed them up and are returning them to you now. You can open them now to check if anything is missing."

"No need," Shen Feiwan glanced at the suitcase and said casually, "Thank you for packing."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight past the housekeeper.

The butler watched her figure disappear, then turned and entered the tea room to report to the old master: "The second madam didn't say anything, nor did she question the items that were packed."

The old man sat at the table, his gaze fixed on the divorce papers. "I never expected her to ask for nothing, and she's already signed them. The one who can't bear to divorce me is actually my own son!"

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sneer and say to himself, "We all underestimated Shen Feiwan."

After leaving the old man's tea room, you have to pass through a garden to get out.

As luck would have it, Shen Feiwan ran into Shen Zhizhi pushing Bo Fang out for a walk.

Shen Feiwan stopped in her tracks, her gaze meeting Bo Fang's.

Bo Fang sat in his wheelchair, his face always bearing the gloomy expression of a dead man.

He looked up at Shen Feiwan, his gaze cold and filled with disgust.

Suddenly, he spoke, his voice not loud but very clear, "Slut."

"...Are you talking about me?" Upon hearing this, Shen Feiwan did not choose to engage in a public argument with Bo Fang. Instead, she glanced contemptuously at his crippled legs and sneered.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was like a poisoned knife, piercing straight into Bo Fang's heart.

Seeing this, Shen Zhizhi quickly bent down and pulled the blanket off Bo Fang's legs.

"What are you looking at!" She glared at Shen Feiwan, then gloated, "What, carrying a suitcase, did the old man kick you out? I knew this day would come!"

Shen Feiwan chuckled, shifting her gaze from Bo Fang to Shen Zhizhi's face. "Really? You really are a prophet."

As she spoke, Shen Feiwan's gaze slowly swept over Shen Zhizhi, finally settling on the dazzling diamond ring on the ring finger of her left hand.

A slight smile played on her lips. "The wedding is almost here, isn't it? The diamond on the ring is huge."

Upon hearing Shen Feiwan's words, Shen Zhizhi subconsciously raised her chin, a fleeting hint of smugness flashing in her eyes. However, she quickly composed herself and said calmly:

"Of course, it's ten carats, much bigger than the one you had at your wedding." At this point, she couldn't help but add sarcastically, "Oh, sorry, I forgot, you've been kicked out of the house now, so you should return the ring, right?"

"I heard from the maids who cleaned your room that the butler was watching them very closely while they were packing, afraid that they would pack the wrong things and you would take away the Bo family's things. Tsk, I heard it was all the old man's idea."

As she said this, Shen Zhizhi deliberately raised her voice a few decibels, as if she wanted everyone around her to hear.

However, Shen Feiwan simply smiled faintly, her expression remaining completely unchanged.

She took half a step forward, her gaze still fixed on Shen Zhizhi's diamond ring. "Such a big diamond, may I take a look?"

Shen Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Shen Feiwan to make such a request.

A hint of doubt arose in her heart, but driven by vanity, she couldn't help but raise her hand and hand the ring to Shen Feiwan. "Look, this is a one-of-a-kind custom-made piece. You probably won't get to enjoy this kind of treatment in your life."

"Hmm," Shen Feiwan gently held Shen Zhizhi's hand, her fingertips lightly caressing the diamond ring. "Such an expensive ring, it would be such a pity to lose it, wouldn't it?"

Her voice was light and airy, as if she were chatting casually.

However, the next second, she suddenly exerted force with her fingers and pulled the ring off Shen Zhizhi's ring finger.

Before Shen Zhizhi could react, Shen Feiwan flicked her wrist, and the ring traced a bright parabola in the air before flying far away and disappearing into the distant grass.

Shen Zhizhi's eyes widened, and the smugness on her face instantly froze, replaced by shock and anger.

Her voice suddenly rose, almost screaming, "Shen Feiwan! Are you out of your mind?! Did you get your brain caught in something when you went out? That's my ring, my ring!!"

Shen Feiwan simply smiled slightly, even with a hint of mockery, "It's yours? Then why don't you go find it?"

"You're crazy! You can't stand to see me doing well!" Shen Zhizhi was so angry that her face turned red. She gritted her teeth and cursed Shen Feiwan before running towards the direction where the ring had flown out.

The Bo family's garden was too large, and she couldn't manage it all by herself, so she had to call several servants to help.

After sending Shen Zhizhi away, Shen Feiwan turned around and looked at Bo Fang, who was sitting in a wheelchair not far away.

She walked slowly over and stopped in front of Bo Fang. "You just insulted me, but I'm not angry. Because I pity you. You're just a useless person sitting in a wheelchair now, unable to take care of yourself. All you have left is your mouth to show off."

Bo Fang's face instantly turned ashen, and veins bulged on his forehead. "You slut! Shut up!"

Shen Feiwan simply smiled at him and said as she approached Bo Fang's wheelchair, "Do you know why I sent Shen Zhizhi to such a far place? Because... I wanted to play with you alone for a while."

As she spoke, she gently flicked the safety lock switch on the wheelchair.

They were positioned on a sloping ramp, and as soon as the safety lock was released, the wheelchair began to slide downhill.

Shen Feiwan straightened up, looking down at Bo Fang with a faint smile on her lips.

She stretched out her toes and gently tapped the wheels in front of her, and Bo Fang's wheelchair slid down the slope at high speed!

With a loud crash, the wheelchair overturned heavily to the ground, and Bo Fang also fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

His legs were limp and curled up, and he tried to get up by bracing himself on the ground with his hands.

This is actually a very simple action, but it is extremely difficult for him because of his physical disability.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't support his own body.

"Shen Feiwan! You bitch! How dare you treat me like this!" Bo Fang's voice was filled with anger and humiliation, his eyes almost spitting fire. He struggled and cursed as he did so, his voice hoarse and trembling.

Shen Feiwan stood on high and coldly watched his disheveled appearance. "Speak louder, and let Shen Zhizhi and the servants see what a useless person you are."

After she finished speaking, she slowly walked closer to Bo Fang, squatted down, and spoke in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Don't think I don't know that you had someone run over Qiu Ying. Let me tell you, Qiu Ying is not dead, so whatever you do is useless."

Bo Fang's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at Shen Feiwan, but he quickly burst into wild laughter.

"Ha, really? That's all just your guess, isn't it? You can't possibly find any evidence. Because I didn't leave any evidence at all!"