Obsessive Love, The Possessive Real Young Lady - Chapter 8

Rain splattered rhythmically on the umbrella, kicking up countless fine droplets.

It felt cold hitting the back of her hand.

Through the rain curtain, Su Sui stared at Shen Jiayan inside the glass window.

Watching her lips open and close, talking to Zhang Xiujie opposite her.

Su Sui’s eyes were so dark they seemed about to drip water.

She knew very well that Shen Jiayan was only meeting Zhang Xiujie to get to him before Shen Wenshan, to draw this Zhang family piece onto her own side.

To this end, she didn’t hesitate to find Zhang Xiujie’s boyfriend to bring the two of them together today.

Yet, why couldn’t she control the jealousy in her heart, wishing she could gouge out Zhang Xiujie’s eyes used to look at Shen Jiayan and stomp on them fiercely.

Su Sui had never felt such a strong possessiveness, and a deep sense of dread.

Why was this?

Jealousy, loss, or the feeling that Shen Jiayan had already been snatched away by Zhang Xiujie.

Su Sui clenched her teeth, the veins on her hand gripping the umbrella handle bulging.

No!

Jiayan was hers, and only hers!

No one else was allowed to take her.

No one was allowed to steal her!

If that day really came, she would definitely hide Jiayan in a place that belonged only to her, and never let anyone else peep at her again.

The rain grew heavier.

The rain soaked and then washed clean the trees on the street, and pedestrians scattered, seeking shelter.

Shen Jiayan, in the middle of their conversation, glanced out the window.

That bookworm was indeed still standing there.

“I will seriously consider the plan you proposed.”

Zhang Xiujie finished speaking, and following her gaze, he looked out. Just one look, and his eyes tightened.

His tone was unkind: “Also, please tell your girlfriend, Miss Shen. Not to run to Song Hao’s building at midnight and shout my name again.”

Girlfriend?

What girlfriend?

Before Shen Jiayan could speak, Zhang Xiujie had already stood up and left.

She watched Zhang Xiujie’s back, frowning.

Why did Zhang Xiujie suddenly say such an inexplicable thing?

Who was he referring to as the girlfriend?

Shen Jiayan reviewed their conversation, and a sudden thought flashed in her mind.

She looked out the window at Su Sui again.

Girlfriend, was he referring to Su Sui?

This misunderstanding was quite a surprise.

The corners of Shen Jiayan’s mouth curved into a smile.

She hadn’t expected this bookworm to have the potential to be a girlfriend.

Shen Jiayan withdrew her gaze, looking at the steaming coffee cup on the table, a warm current welling up in her heart.

This drizzling rain had continued for several days, as if it had permanently settled in M City, making the past few days either overcast or rainy.

Not to mention the addition of the annoying Fu Jing to the house. Ever since her son suffered a setback at Su Sui’s hands last time, she ran to Shen Wenshan, using the excuse of helping him discipline his daughter, and completely moved into the villa.

Shen Jiayan, who didn’t want to go out in the first place, now didn’t even want to leave her bedroom. She locked herself in her room all day, with Su Sui delivering her food and drinks. Her life was turning into that of an ancient noblewoman.

One day, Shen Jiayan had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed, but a phone call dragged her off the bed.

Hearing the words “agree to cooperate” coming from the receiver.

The tight line of Shen Jiayan’s lips softened into a curve. After discussing a few more details with Zhang Xiujie, she hung up the phone.

As a gesture of sincerity, she quickly transferred the funds.

Although Shen Wenshan never showed her fatherly love, he was never stingy with money, depositing a six figure allowance into her card every month.

In recent years, aside from occasionally buying luxury goods for herself, the rest of the money, under Su Sui’s advice, was used for investments.

The accumulated earnings from these investments over the years were more than enough to start a company.

With her capital, plus Zhang Xiujie’s connections. Although it couldn’t guarantee 100% success in snatching the project from Shen Wenshan, it could at least buy time, until Shen’s financial chain broke.

Once the financial chain broke, the Shen Group would fall into a financial crisis. At that time, Shen Group’s stock would plummet, shareholders would sell their shares, and the Shen Group would inevitably suffer an unprecedented blow.

Then, they would step in to acquire the stock, allowing her to secure a place in the Shen Group.

“Shen Wenshan, by then, if you still want to treat me as a commodity, as a bargaining chip. I’m afraid you’ll have to think twice.”

Shen Jiayan drained the red wine in her glass, closed her laptop, turned off the lights, and prepared to go to sleep.

Before she even reached the bed, the window was illuminated by a flash of lightning, immediately followed by a burst of thunder.

“Ah!!!”

The woman’s scream sounded even more eerie on a stormy night.

Shen Jiayan lifted her skirt and went out the door.

The moment the door opened, she smelled a strong scent of blood. This bloody smell was particularly heavy in the damp air.

Shen Jiayan was stunned.

What was going on?

Following the scent, she arrived at the guest room on the third floor.

Fu Jing was slumped on the floor, both her eyes staring in terror at the person sitting in front of the bedroom door.

That person was wearing cotton pajamas, with long hair down, sharpening the short blade in her hand amidst the ear-piercing clanging sound.

Even though that person exuded a spine-chilling eeriness, in Shen Jiayan’s eyes, she was incredibly beautiful.

Exquisite features, fair skin, and eyes that seemed to have the power to capture a person’s soul, like the most dazzling stars.

Shen Jiayan’s heart skipped a beat.

As Su Sui got up.

“Ah! Don’t come over!”

Fu Jing was so scared that she rushed to Shen Jiayan’s side, grabbing her skirt in shock.

“Quick, call the police. She, she wants to kill me! Call the police now.”

Shen Jiayan glanced at Su Sui, and the several dead fish piled at her feet, and instantly understood what had happened.

This afternoon, she was originally doing yoga in her room to pass the time when she heard Fu Jing knocking on her door and saying.

“Jiayan, it’s not good to stay cooped up in your room all the time. I heard you’re good at fishing, how about you go out to sea and catch a few big fish for Auntie, so Su Ma can cook them into fish soup for your cousin, to help him recover faster.”

Shen Jiayan ignored her, but she blocked the doorway, making sarcastic remarks for a long time before finally leaving.

It wasn’t that Shen Jiayan was afraid of her, but instinctively felt that this mother and son were plotting something, so it was best to carefully avoid them before her own plan was completed.

However, Su Sui’s counterattack tonight was surprising.

This method, indeed, was not something an ordinary person could match.

Wild enough, crazy enough.

Just like her style in bed.

This kind of Su Sui was absolutely captivating, making people crazy for her.

Shen Jiayan didn’t look at Fu Jing at all from start to finish.

She stepped over the bloody floor and came to Su Sui.

“Such a beautiful face, stained with blood.”

She reached out a finger and wiped Su Sui’s cheek: “Next time you dirty it, I’ll have to punish you.”

Su Sui’s originally dark eyes were instantly ignited by this sentence.

“You, you don’t hate me anymore?” Su Sui asked.

Shen Jiayan frowned, confused, and wanted to ask more, but seeing the nuisance standing behind her, she had to temporarily put the question aside.

Accompanied by another flash of lightning cutting through the sky, Su Ma finally arrived.

“What, what’s going on? What happened…”

Fu Jing, who was left ignored, seemed to find someone to talk to when she heard the sound, pulling over Su Ma, who had just appeared, and pointing at Su Sui.

“Look at what your daughter did! Holding a knife and butchering fish in front of my door!”

“What does she want to do! Does she want to murder her master!”

But Su Ma didn’t even dare to look at Su Sui, let alone scold her or help her get justice.

Her state was more like seeing a soul reaping ghost, even more terrified than Fu Jing, who had just been startled.

This was completely different from what she had heard before. What was going on with this mother and daughter?

Why was the mother so afraid of her daughter now?

Of course, she wasn’t the only one who noticed the change in Su Ma.

There was also Su Sui, who was secretly gritting her teeth and radiating a threatening aura, and Shen Jiayan, who didn’t know the reason but clearly felt something unusual.

Just as the air around them fell into a weird silence, Shen Jiayan took the short blade from Su Sui’s hand, squatted down, and ran the entire blade through a fish’s belly.

Then, she pulled Su Sui and presented her to Fu Jing, who was still observing and contemplating.

“Auntie, Su Su has already killed the fish for you. If you want to make fish soup, you better go now, or the soup won’t be fresh.”

As the words lingered, Shen Jiayan threw the fish with the blade into Su Ma’s arms.

Snapping out of her daze, Su Ma hugged the fish and went downstairs.

Following the sound of her hurried footsteps, Shen Jiayan continued: “If one day Su Sui really wants to murder her master, that master will only be me. And absolutely not you, Auntie.”

How could Fu Jing not understand her veiled meaning? She immediately shouted: “Shen Jiayan! What do you mean! Is that how you talk to your elders?”

But the person who was shouted at had already taken Su Sui back to her own room.

The closing of the door completely blocked out Fu Jing’s final words: “They’re crazy! Both of them are crazy!”

The room was not lit, and in the darkness, besides the sound of raindrops hitting the window, there was only the sound of their mutual breathing.

Lightning cut through the night sky, bringing a brief light to the room.

Shen Jiayan pressed Su Sui against the wall.

In the blur, a misperception arose that she was half a head shorter than the other person.

Shen Jiayan stood on her tiptoes, leaning in, nose to nose.

Allowing her warm breath to hit Su Sui’s cheek, ticklish, as if touching her heart.

Su Sui slightly opened her mouth, her lips parted gently.

“Jiayan…” she murmured.

Her voice was very low, almost a whisper.

But falling into Shen Jiayan’s ears, it was like the serpent in the Garden of Eden, awakening the desire in her heart.

Shen Jiayan chased the direction of her own name and bit down.