After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

As Shen Shuchou walked out of the Jinbiyuan residential complex, he glanced back at the gilded name of the complex.

Chu Siqi's smiling face with her eyebrows curved, and the way she leaned against the door frame speaking softly, suddenly flashed through my mind.

He glanced down at the keys in his palm, a faint smile suddenly appearing on his lips. He casually stuffed the keys into his pocket and turned to walk away.

Soon, his figure disappeared into the dark alley where the streetlights couldn't reach, leaving only the sound of his footsteps fading into the distance, carried away by the night wind.

In a quiet study in Kyoto.

Shen Shuche, dressed in a sharp suit, sat on a large mahogany chair, his eyes closed in deep thought.

His fingertips tapped the table unconsciously, making a rhythmic, soft sound, but it couldn't hide the seriousness between his brows.

He keenly sensed that Shen Jiaxuan's recent behavior had become increasingly abnormal, as if he was deliberately hiding something from him.

After pondering for a while, Shen Shuche suddenly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

He took out a cell phone wrapped in black cloth from deep inside the drawer, removed the cloth cover, and the screen lit up, reflecting his cold and hard profile.

A fingertip swipes across the screen, dialing an encrypted number.

The dial tone went on for a long time, and just when he was about to lose his patience, it was finally answered.

"Why are you answering so late?"

Shen Shuche's voice was deep.

The first thing I heard from the receiver was a series of ambiguous, seductive gasps.

A moment later, a young man's voice, tinged with a lazy smile, rang out: "President Shen, what brings you here personally?"

"Please look up Shen Jiaxuan for me."

Hearing the unsettling panting, Shen Shuche's brows furrowed instantly, his tone as cold as ice. "I need all the details of who he's been in contact with recently and what he's been doing."

"Oh?"

The young man's voice immediately crackled with undisguised sneer.

"So you're going to lay a hand on your own brother? Shen Shuche, you really are as cold-blooded as ever. But thinking about it, it makes sense. Back then, you were willing to be ruthless even to your own wife in order to climb the social ladder. Someone like you is no different from a cold-blooded animal."

"You're asking for it."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuche's gaze suddenly darkened.

The air pressure around him instantly dropped to an extreme low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling killing intent.

The young man on the other end of the phone seemed completely unconcerned, even chuckling lightly: "Don't get so worked up. I can investigate people, but you know my rules—the price won't be small."

Shen Shuche held his phone in silence for a few seconds before saying slowly and deliberately, "As long as you get things done, I'll give you whatever you want."

"readily."

The young man's voice held a hint of interest. "Wait for my news."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was abruptly hung up, leaving only the monotonous busy tone in the receiver.

Shen Shuche slowly put down his phone, his fingertips still icy cold. He gazed at the deep night outside the window, his eyes swirling with a gloom no one could understand.

Shen Jiaxuan...you better not let me find out what tricks you're playing on me.

After speaking, Shen Shuche stood up and slowly walked to the pear wood cabinet by the wall.

He stretched out his finger and gently turned the celadon vase on the cabinet, making a soft "click" sound.

A hidden compartment slowly popped open on the counter, just the right size to hold a book.

There was no gold or silver jewelry, nor any confidential documents, in the hidden compartment; only a yellowed photograph lay there quietly.

Shen Shuche reached out, his fingertips trembling slightly, and took out the photo.

The woman in the photo is wearing a floral dress and standing under an old locust tree, sunlight filtering through the leaves and falling on her hair.

Her upturned lips held a bright, dazzling smile, and her eyes curved like they held the light of an entire summer.

It's just a still photograph, yet the smile is so vivid it seems to overflow from the pages, carrying an unadorned purity.

But that smile... bore a subtle resemblance to Shen Shuchou's.

Looking at the photo, Shen Shuche's cold and hard aura softened slightly.

He extended his fingertip and gently stroked the woman's cheek in the photo, his movements tender, his eyes swirling with complex emotions.

There is nostalgia, pain, and a deep-seated sense of guilt.

"Don't blame me."

He murmured to the photo, "Back then, you couldn't help me. I had no choice but to accept that position."

The resolute tone in her words couldn't completely mask a slight tremor.

After saying that, he took a deep breath, carefully placed the photo back into the hidden compartment, and turned the vase again.

The hidden compartment closed with a click, blending seamlessly into the cabinet surface as if it had never existed.

He turned around, the gentleness on his face gone, replaced by a layer of cold, hard frost, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.

What's past is past. No matter the cost, he's made it this far and will never look back.

......

......

When Shen Shuchou pushed open the door to return to the villa, only Tantai Chigu and Pei Rou, who was hanging her head and unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, were left in the living room.

Upon hearing the noise, Tantai Chigu suddenly looked up, and a genuine joy instantly spread across his originally cold and aloof face. He stood up and quickly walked over to greet her.

Shen Shuchou looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He didn't know when it started, but the conflicts he had with these female protagonists had long since faded away. However, the way they interacted still gave him a slight headache.

Before he could speak, Tantai Chigu gently leaned closer, wrapped her arms around his waist, rested her head against his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Master, I missed you so much. I missed you here so much."

She raised her hand and pressed it to her chest.

Shen Shuchou was slightly taken aback, then raised his hand and gently patted her back, letting her hug him.

At the other end of the sofa, Pei Rou's gaze secretly drifted over. Looking at the two embracing, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes, and her fingers tightened their grip.

She wanted to go up to him and get closer to him like Tantai Chigu, but remembering the aloofness Shen Shuchou had shown earlier, she forced herself to hold back and just sat obediently in place, her little face full of grievance.

When Shen Shuchou caught a glimpse of her like this, his heart softened slightly. Just as he was about to call her over, Tantai Chigu in his arms suddenly tilted her head up, her warm breath brushing against his ear.

The voice was soft: "Master, I've seen the little fox from the story, but Master, do you have any other stories you can tell me?"

Shen Shuchou lowered his eyes to meet her gaze, and clearly saw the resentment surging within her clear eyes.

Looking into those resentful eyes, Shen Shuchou was speechless for a moment. Before he could respond, Tantai Chigu took the initiative to loosen his embrace.

"Lord Dao, I will take back what you owe me, bit by bit, and I will never give you another chance to escape."

She looked up at him.

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

Shen Shuchou responded in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked over to Pei Rou, who was sitting next to the sofa, and asked softly, "Where are Hu Baibai and the others?"

"Hu Baibai is in the room; Jiang Qianqiu and Luo Shisan have gone out."

Pei Rou answered softly, her gaze timidly fixed on him.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou subconsciously glanced towards the bedroom, but his wrist was suddenly gently hooked by a soft, warm hand.

He turned around and saw Pei Rou clutching his sleeve, her brows drooping, asking softly, "Brother, are you angry with Pei Rou?"

Looking at her aggrieved little face, Shen Shuchou chuckled and ruffled her hair: "How could your brother be angry with our Pei Rou?"

"Really?"

Pei Rou's eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked up at him.

"He's hopelessly in love."

Inside the Blood Sea Space, Hong Yu rolled her eyes, her tone full of speechlessness.

Tantai Chi Gu, standing to the side, quietly observed the scene in the living room without uttering a sound. Only a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

"Then brother... next time you do that, could you ask Pei Rou for help? Anyone else is fine, but I also want to be with Pei Rou..."

Pei Rou gripped Shen Shuchou's sleeve.

"They're hopeless!" Hongyu sighed, rubbing her forehead, feeling utterly disappointed.

Shen Shuchou was taken aback at first, but quickly realized the meaning behind Pei Rou's words.

Just then, a charming voice rang out: "Oh, oh, oh, Master has only just returned, and someone is already eager to cling to him?"

Taking advantage of the moment, Shen Shuchou gently pulled his hand away from Pei Rou's and quickly changed the subject: "How is Shushuang?"

"You're awake. Go see for yourself."

Fox White raised an eyebrow and stepped aside to let the door open.

Shen Shuchou immediately stepped forward, and just as he reached her side, Hu Baibai's voice, barely audible, whispered in his ear: "Oh dear, Master has a very strong smell on you. Guess what it is?"

Shen Shuchou's body stiffened almost imperceptibly. Without saying a word, he pushed open the door and quickly entered the bedroom.

Behind her came Fox White's charming giggles, but as she laughed, she suddenly felt a cold, hostile gaze fall on her.

Fox White turned her head and met Pei Rou's puffed-out eyes. She deliberately puffed out her proud chest and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You brat, what are you looking at?"

Pei Rou gazed at the surging curves of the breasts, then looked down at her own flat chest. Her hostility intensified, and she pursed her lips tightly.

Within the sea of ​​blood, Hong Yu's voice rang out again: "What's so great about being bigger? If you're going to compare, compare being smaller!"

Pei Rou: "..."

Both of you, shut up!