Stop pretending, the fake heiress is actually a master of metaphysics.

Shen Yingjia's voice was so loud that it attracted Song Daiqing, Shen Zhaozhang, and others who were already preparing to go upstairs.

This mansion is perfect in every way, except for one thing—in order to maintain its Republican-era appearance, it doesn't have an elevator.

Therefore, even the pampered Shen family members had to use the stairs to go up and down the stairs.

Shen Zhaozhang frowned and said, "What are you all arguing about here? This house isn't soundproof. If you disturb the old man, you'll all go and receive your punishment."

As if she had found a powerful backer, Shen Yingjia immediately rushed forward and shouted, "Uncle, Aunt, you've finally arrived! Please help Yingwei!"

"Shen Nian came back today and immediately tried to take Yingwei's room. Is she going to kick Yingwei out tomorrow?"

"Uncle, Aunt, Yingwei is your daughter too! You can't just abandon Yingwei now that you have your own daughter!"

Song Daiqing scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? Yingwei is of course my daughter too."

Shen Zhaozhang, equally displeased, said, "What are you fighting over? The Shen family has so many rooms, you can have whatever you want. Why are you making such a fuss over one room?"

If word got out, people would think that the Shen family didn't even have a single extra room.

But the truth is quite the opposite. The Shen family mansion is very large, almost as big as Buckingham Palace, and it certainly doesn't lack rooms.

Shen Yingwei's eyes reddened slightly: "It's okay, Mom and Dad. I don't care where I stay. Since my sister likes this room, let her stay here. I'll pack my things and go stay somewhere else."

Shen Yingjia retorted angrily, "Why should I? This is your room! No one can take it away. Auntie, say something! Yingwei loves her room so much; you and she designed and decorated it together. How could she willingly give it up?"

Song Daiqing looked at Shen Yingwei with heartache, then at Shen Nian.

Although she did say something wrong at the dinner table and hurt Shen Nian's feelings.

But this is indeed Yingwei's room.

Shen Nian shouldn't have taken it from her.

Now that Yingwei has lost her status as their only daughter, she can't let her suffer any more injustices.

Thinking of this, Song Daiqing said, "Shen Nian, this matter... is indeed your fault."

"This is Yingwei's room. She's been living here for a long time. If you like any kind of room, just tell the housekeeper, and they'll decorate it for you. You don't need to take Yingwei's room from her."

Shen Zhaozhang was already getting impatient.

He didn't think there was anything about a room that his two daughters should be fighting over. He looked at the butler behind him and said with some displeasure, "I've given you a whole day, and my daughter's room is still not ready?"

"With such low efficiency, are you all just sitting around doing nothing? Hurry up and prepare a room for the young lady!"

The housekeeper was on the verge of tears.

"No, sir, it's...it's Miss Yingwei who said she'll personally prepare the room for Miss Shen Nian and that we don't need to worry about it."

Song Daiqing was stunned.

She looked at Shen Nian, her tone slightly angry: "Yingwei is so sensible, she's already prepared a room for you, why do you still want to take her room?"

Shen Nian chuckled, a half-smile playing on her lips, and said, "From beginning to end, did anyone even ask me once what exactly happened?"

"Or are you just subconsciously willing to believe Shen Yingwei's words, believing whatever she says? If she says I want to take her room, does that mean I really want to take her room?"

Song Daiqing said, "...Isn't that right?"

Shen Nian straightened up and said calmly, "It was Shen Yingwei who came to find me and told me that she had specially prepared a room for me, so I followed her here."

"How do I know that the room she said she prepared for me is her own room?"

"How would I know that she clearly didn't want to give up her room, but was just pretending to be generous and saying it was for me?"

"I've only been at the Shen family's house for one day, how would I know this is her room?"

She glanced at Shen Yingwei and said sarcastically, "If you're so reluctant to part with it, why bring it out in the first place? Are you trying to appear magnanimous, or are you trying to appear aggrieved, my dear sister?"

"As I just said, the Shen family has plenty of rooms. Why won't you let the housekeeper clean my room and insist on giving up your own? It's so hard to guess!"

The Shen family members present were not stupid, and of course they immediately understood what Shen Nian meant.

It's probably just another trick by Shen Yingwei to win favor.

Song Daiqing was somewhat speechless: "Shen Nian, why didn't you explain yourself clearly just now?"

Shen Nian raised an eyebrow: "Nobody asked either."

"Didn't you all prejudge and believe Shen Yingwei's words?"

"You silly child..."

After watching the drama unfold for a while, Shen Zhaoxin laughed: "If you ask me, it's all Yingjia's fault. She's too concerned about her sister Yingwei and has stirred things up like this. Even if Shen Nian had ten mouths, she couldn't explain herself."

Shen Yingjia: ...

"Me! But Shen Nian herself just said she liked this room!"

Shen Nian scoffed, "I just wanted to teach some people a lesson."

"If you can't afford it, don't pretend to be generous; it looks really bad."

Shen Yingwei's face was so pale that she looked like a ghost.

However, Shen Nian knew that Song Daiqing would not blame her.

She slowly said, "However, since my existence makes my sister so worried and puts Madam Shen in such a dilemma, I don't necessarily have to stay in the Shen family."

"There's no need to prepare a room for me. We've already become relatives, and I have my own place. From now on, we'll each live our own lives and keep to ourselves. If you two want to see me, we can meet at a coffee shop. I won't bother you any longer today."

Song Daiqing suddenly looked up at Shen Nian, a hint of disbelief flashing in her eyes.

They seemed not to understand how Shen Nian's words had jumped from the issue of the room to the idea that they would keep to themselves from now on.

Aren't they family?

"Did...Mom make you sad?"

Shen Nian shrugged: "No, I just feel that maybe we're not suited to live together."

"This is the third time something like this has happened since this afternoon."

"How many more times will I have to endure this, Mrs. Shen? Why don't you give me a number?"

Shen Nian's words became increasingly sarcastic, and the expressions on the faces of those present turned rather unpleasant.

Shen Zhaozhang said, "Yingwei, apologize to your sister."

He couldn't possibly let Shen Nian leave the Shen family tonight.

The fact that Shen's own daughter avoids them like the plague is a slap in the face to him and the Shen family.

Shen Yingjia was still defending his sister Yingwei: "If it weren't for Shen Nian, would you really go to such lengths? It's just a misunderstanding, and you're actually playing the running-out-of-home act?"

"If it weren't for your return, our family would be harmonious, and none of this would have happened. Even if Yingwei did something wrong, it was because you made her feel unsafe!"

"Shut up!"

Shen Zhaozhang retorted, "You have no right to speak here!"

"It's none of your business to tell my daughter what to do."

Shen Yingjia pouted.

But Shen Nian felt that what he said was right.

She said calmly, "The premise for running away from home is—this place is my home."

But is this really her home?

Shen Nian didn't think so.