C3 Acting

Sitting in the passenger seat of the white Porsche, Yueyin finished reading the news headlines on her phone, closed it, and leaned her weary head against the seat cushion.

“You got me into this act. Won’t Jing Si give me trouble for it?” Su Ci’s long fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel as he glanced at Yueyin, the beauty mark under his right eye adding a unique charm to his already striking face.

Yueyin replied lazily, “No, he promised me he wouldn’t.”

He had never broken a promise. Like the ninety thousand white roses on their wedding day, like giving her a home...

Su Ci chuckled softly, puzzled, “Is the Shen family inheritance really that important to you?”

“It’s an obsession,” Yueyin said, unlocking her phone and dialing her mother’s number.

A gentle voice soon came through the line, “Yueyin, your father said he’ll be able to bring us home soon.”

“Okay,” Yueyin replied quietly, the word ‘father’ feeling foreign to her.

“Yueyin...” Her mother, Xia Qingya, hesitated, “What happened with Liang was a long time ago. Don’t dwell on it. Living well in the future is what matters. I just want you to be happy.”

“I know...” Yueyin ended the call, exhausted, and sighed softly as she looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror.

Liang, soon, I’ll be able to avenge you.

...

Months later, the usually low-profile Shen family suddenly held a press conference, announcing that their youngest daughter, who had been studying abroad, had returned and would be celebrated with a grand welcome party.

In his office, Jing Si’s body tensed imperceptibly at the mention of the Shen family’s youngest daughter. His cold eyes snapped to Yuan, who was standing in the center of the room giving a report. He spoke slowly, “You’re saying her name is Yueyin?”

For three years, she had never mentioned any family other than Liang. Was it because they were part of the Shen family?

"Yes, Second Master," Yuan felt a chill down his spine.

After five years with Jing Si, the only person who could stir his emotions was this woman. Anything related to Shen Yueyin couldn't be overlooked, no matter how small.

With this in mind, Yuan handed over the documents. "Upon investigation, it appears Miss Shen Yueyin is not the biological daughter of Mr. Shen Junheng and his wife. She is, in fact, Mr. Shen Junheng's illegitimate daughter..."

Illegitimate daughter...

Jing Si's eyes narrowed sharply.

"It seems this welcome banquet will be quite interesting." Jing Si finished reviewing the documents, his long fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. He spoke slowly, "Prepare the formal attire, adjust the schedule, and attend the Shen family's welcome banquet."

"But, Second Master, the Shen family hasn't sent an invitation. We..."

The rest of the sentence was swallowed by a cold glare from Jing Si.

Yuan nodded slightly, responding, "Yes, Second Master."

Rumor had it that the Shen family's second daughter, Shen Yueyin, was sent to study in England at the age of one. To avoid media attention, the Shen family chose not to disclose her existence, and Shen Yueyin remained in England for twenty-three years.

It was said that Shen Yueyin was stunningly beautiful, and Shen Junheng intended to gift her one of his subsidiary companies as a welcome gift. The weight of such a grand gesture sent ripples throughout the entire city.

Downstairs, the crowd was bustling, with reporters from major media outlets gathered. The scene was no less grand than the engagement party.

Shen Yueyin descended the spiral staircase gracefully, her steps elegant and composed, taking in the opulently decorated banquet hall.