Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Yu Shu spent fifteen hours a day studying, and had kept up this pace for a week.

She used the original desk in the study, and added a new computer desk for Shen Youlin to use. She was preparing for postgraduate exams, while Shen Youlin clacked away daily on the keyboard, though it was unclear what he was writing.

The kettle was empty, so Yu Shu got up to go to the kitchen. As she glanced over, Shen Youlin quickly switched windows with a keyboard shortcut.

Yu Shu's brows ticked up slightly. "So secretive. Are you looking at adult websites?"

"No!"

"Then what are you looking at?"

"It's a secret!" Shen Youlin stood firm. "I'm a grown man. Can't I have some privacy?!"

"Oh~"

Seeing that he had been well-behaved lately, Yu Shu decided to let it slide. She took the kettle to the kitchen.

It was normal for a growing boy to have some personal secrets.

A bratty kid will always have a bratty core. That afternoon, Shen Youlin couldn't sit still. He hugged Yu Shu's waist, wheedling to go for a drive together.Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com

He had taken a liking to the car Shen Yuxiao had given him. If he didn't take it out for a spin every day, he felt pent up.

Without looking up from her book, Yu Shu flipped a page and marked it as she read. "Go yourself."

"Come with me! Look how nice the weather is today, the sunlight's so warm~ And you haven't gone out in a week. Keep this up and you'll turn into a mushroom!"

When the wheedling failed, he turned to whining threats. Grinding his teeth, he said, "Going or not? If not, I'll pester you all day. I won't even let you sleep tonight!"

"Fine, fine, I give up. You're impossible," Yu Shu conceded in the end. "One or two hours, no more. Be back soon."

"Let's go~ I'll take my darling car and give you a drive!"

"Hmph. You used to call me darling."

Shen Youlin laughed out loud. "You're my darling big wife. The car is my darling little wife. My little wife and I both listen to my big wife~"

A trophy wife valued higher than a small goal, a beauty among beauties. Every time they drove her through town she drew looks. So Shen Youlin liked taking her to deserted places where they could really open her up.

The sports car was blasted to smithereens, just burning wreckage remaining on site.

Shen Youlin helped Yu Shu to her feet. "Are you hurt?"

Still rattled, Yu Shu shook her head. She was uninjured, and the nausea had vanished in a flash.

If not for her sudden illness that made her get out, they would have been blown up with the car.

Reassured she was unharmed, Shen Youlin pulled her into his embrace to rest a while. He called emergency services to report the incident, then surveyed their surroundings as he hung up. In this remote area, every bush and blade of grass seemed suspicious. His mind was in turmoil.

What if there was a follow-up attack?

Staying here or leaving on foot—neither option was safe now.

Shen Youlin took Yu Shu to hide in a concealed spot that let them observe their surroundings while shielding them from view.

In case of a sniper out there. At least he could block a couple shots. He thought morbidly. Just in case, he also called up Liu Renjia to bring people ASAP. This was too big for Liu Renjia to smooth over, so he immediately reported it to Shen Chaowen.

"It's okay now, darling," Shen Youlin said softly, patting Yu Shu's back as she still trembled in fear.

Anyone would be terrified by this ordeal.

"I'm fine, just cold," said Yu Shu.

Shen Youlin smiled and wrapped his overcoat around her. "My little shrimp dumpling~"

Where Yu Shu couldn't see, Shen Youlin's eyes were icy daggers.

Shen family members and the police arrived at the same time at the scene.

Both Shen Chaowen and Shen Yuxiao came. Seeing the wreckage, Shen Yuxiao broke out in a cold sweat.

Among the officers, Yu Shu spotted a familiar face—it was Jiang Han.

"Long time no see," Jiang Han said, his complex gaze fixed on Shen Youlin.

Shen Youlin gave a helpless shrug. "Too long. But this really isn't the time to catch up."

Childhood friends reunited, but only in the aftermath of a brush with death.