What Illness? That Was Poisoning

That afternoon, Shen Jingmo's uncle by marriage and several fugitives long wanted by the police were all hauled back to the station.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen, for the information. It allowed us to respond quickly and successfully apprehend several criminals." After taking Shen Jingmo's statement, several officers smiled and extended their hands.

"You're too kind, Officer." Shen Jingmo smiled as he shook their hands, showing no sign that the man they had arrested was his own uncle by marriage.

Zhu Yu stood nearby holding a cup of water, completely dumbfounded. Who could stay so calm while giving a statement to the police after sending in the uncle by marriage who had wanted to kill them?

Shen Jingmo truly was no ordinary person.

God knew Shen Jingmo's mind had been filled with someone's repeated cries of So cool, so cool, so cool! throughout the entire statement.

Shen Jingmo watched the officers leave, then sat quietly in his seat and waited for his phone to ring.

Sure enough, his grandfather called a few minutes later.

There was no heated argument, only one sentence: "Come back."

Shen Jingmo did not waste words either. He answered, "All right," ended the call, stood up, picked up his coat, and headed for the door.

Zhu Yu was thrilled. It was finally over. He could finally return to his own office.

Shen Jingmo had already reached the elevator when a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

[Free at last, free at last!]

The leg Shen Jingmo had just lifted to enter the elevator silently withdrew. He walked back to the office door, looked at the person sorting documents inside, and said, "Come with me."

Zhu Yu stared at the office door in disbelief and pointed at himself. "Me?"

[No, big brother, why are you dragging me into your family affairs? It's not like I'm any use.]

Dejected, Zhu Yu followed Shen Jingmo downstairs.

A pure black stretch limousine was waiting below. Several bodyguards in black sunglasses stood by the doors and opened one for Shen Jingmo.

Without changing expression, Shen Jingmo got in.

Zhu Yu followed behind, looking at the burly men, each more than a head and a half taller than him. "Hello. Hello."

"Please!" the men said in unison.

Zhu Yu hurriedly got into the car.

Shen Jingmo sat in the car with his eyes closed, resting. Everything that had happened today had shaken him deeply.

[Oh my god, there's a fridge and a TV in here. Why is there so much space? And those five guys just now—their physiques, oh my god.]

[Slurp... I could, I could... It's not like I like them.]

Zhu Yu recalled what had just happened. Though he had been scared, he still could not suppress the little spark of excitement in his heart. So the physiques described in novels were real.

Shen Jingmo's face darkened as he listened. He had never expected Assistant Zhu, who usually seemed so serious and trustworthy, to be so lustful.

But wasn't his taste a little questionable? Why look at others when Shen Jingmo himself had such a perfect physique?

Shen Jingmo was startled by his own thoughts. What kind of terrifying thought was that?

Zhu Yu only thought about it for a moment before quieting down again.

The car moved quickly, and before long, they arrived at the Shen Family Estate.

After the bodyguard opened the door, Shen Jingmo stepped out.

"Welcome home, Young Master." Two rows of servants in standard maid uniforms stood at the entrance.

"My young master, you're finally back. The old master just flew into a rage. Hurry and go see him." An older-looking woman rushed over anxiously.

"Aunt Wang, I brought a new friend with me. Grandpa's in the garden, right?" Though Shen Jingmo phrased it as a question, he headed straight for the garden.

"Yes, yes." Aunt Wang nodded hurriedly, then looked excitedly toward the car.

"Young Master hasn't brought a new friend home in a long time." Aunt Wang placed heavy emphasis on the word "new."

"Miss, please..." Seeing a hand extend from inside the car, Aunt Wang immediately grabbed it.

Such a smooth, soft little hand. Their young master had finally reached that age.

"N-No, excuse me, I'm not a miss. I'm President Shen's assistant." Zhu Yu struggled desperately as he looked at his wrist, which she held in a death grip.

Aunt Wang's expression froze for a moment. Then she quickly smiled and patted Zhu Yu's hand. "An assistant is good too, an assistant is good too. Hurry inside."

After entering through the gates, Zhu Yu turned back to look at Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang was smiling at Zhu Yu, but he somehow felt that the smile carried a hint of bitterness.

Zhu Yu caught up with Shen Jingmo, and the two entered the Shen Household's garden together.

Old Master Shen was smiling cheerfully at the tablet in his hands.

"Grandpa." Shen Jingmo gave a light cough.

Hearing his eldest grandson's voice, Old Master Shen hurriedly shut off the tablet before him. His expression turned stern, and he heavily struck his cane against the ground. "You're here."

Zhu Yu watched the scene, and several crows seemed to fly through his mind, cawing away.

[Come on, Old Master, isn't your face-changing speed a little too fast? Don't think I didn't see that dance video on your tablet.]

Old Master Shen's stern expression suddenly froze. He looked suspiciously at his eldest grandson and the young man before him. Just now... who had spoken? Who had mocked him?

Seeing the shock on his grandfather's face and connecting it to what Zhu Yu had just said, Shen Jingmo had reason to suspect that Old Master Shen could hear Zhu Yu's thoughts too.

Shen Jingmo shook his head at his grandfather.

Old Master Shen had weathered countless storms. Though he had never encountered anything like this before, he said nothing.

"Grandpa, your health is poor. You shouldn't get involved in this matter. I can handle it."

"You still know my health is poor? He's your uncle by marriage, after all. You called the police and had them arrest him—what is your aunt supposed to do?" Old Master Shen said to Shen Jingmo irritably.

Zhu Yu thought about the plot in his mind.

[What illness does this old master have? Isn't he poisoned?]

Shen Jingmo and Old Master Shen looked at him in shock, because both of them had heard it.

He said poisoning?