Chapter 51: The Truth!
Zhao Yuheng stared at him steadily. Seeing Shen Shuyi’s reddened eyes made him feel unbearably distressed.
He reached out, intending to brush Shen Shuyi’s eyelashes, but in the next second, Shen Shuyi, seemingly gathering strength from somewhere, suddenly flipped him onto the ground.
Zhao Yuheng was completely unprepared.
Shen Shuyi, still in shock, hadn’t expected that deep down, Zhao Yuheng harbored such wild strength.
He pushed him away and ran for the door, but a muffled thud followed—a person hitting the floor.
Shen Shuyi frantically shook the doorknob, then remembered that Zhao Yuheng had locked the door.
Unbelievable! This cheap man was actually copying the “dominant CEO imprisoning” trope!
And he had the audacity to lock him in his own room—what a poison!
Shen Shuyi’s mind was in chaos. His hands fumbled, trembling for a long while, but he couldn’t open the door.
Behind him, Zhao Yuheng was already still.
Shen Shuyi couldn’t help but look back. Zhao Yuheng lay on the ground, motionless.
?
Impossible.
Was the force he had just used really that strong?
“Hey.”
Shen Shuyi turned around, back against the door, and hesitantly called out.
Zhao Yuheng didn’t respond; the room was filled only with heavy breathing.
“Zhao Yuheng?”
He called again.
He didn’t dare walk over, remembering Zhao Yuheng’s gaze earlier and the sheer brute strength that had easily carried him from the first floor to the third floor.
If he went over and got grabbed,
Zhao Yuheng would start kissing him all over, leaving saliva everywhere.
But Zhao Yuheng remained motionless, and Shen Shuyi’s anxiety grew.
“Zhao Yuheng? Hey hey hey hey?”
No response at all?
“Haha, actually, I forgive you, let’s make up.” Shen Shuyi suddenly started fishing for a reaction.
After a while, Zhao Yuheng still made no sound.
Shen Shuyi was shocked!
He hadn’t even moved after hearing those words. Could he have actually fainted?
Shen Shuyi had no time to think and hurried over to check on Zhao Yuheng.
The moment his hand touched his forehead, he recoiled at the heat. Focusing, he saw Zhao Yuheng’s cheeks were unnaturally flushed, and his forehead burned with a frightening fever.
He… had a fever?
Well, that made sense. Standing stubbornly in the rain for three or four hours like a mule, who wouldn’t get a fever?
He was really…
Shen Shuyi didn’t know what to say. He angrily picked him up and rested him in his own room.
Reality wasn’t like a novel; he had thought the next scene would be some romance drama that modern web novels wouldn’t even allow.
Shen Shuyi, lost in thought, helped Zhao Yuheng lie on the bed.
He also leaned down to check Zhao Yuheng’s heartbeat, worried the illness might be serious.
He listened at Zhao Yuheng’s chest for a while, when suddenly his hand was grabbed.
Shen Shuyi was startled, almost jumping up, and then heard Zhao Yuheng’s voice: “Shen Shuyi.”
“You… you’re still alive?”
Hearing this, Shen Shuyi felt something odd.
He silently hoped Zhao Yuheng would be healthy.
“Are you upset?” Zhao Yuheng murmured, eyes closed.
“….”
“Don’t worry. Even if I die, I’ll haunt you as a ghost.”
“……”
Crazy. Even with such a high fever, he was still babbling nonsense.
“Since you’re fine, I’ll leave.”
Shen Shuyi tried to pull away, but Zhao Yuheng’s strength was immense, preventing him from escaping.
After struggling in vain, Shen Shuyi gave up.
Thinking carefully, this was his room! If anyone was going to leave, it should be this Zhao scumbag!
“Can you listen to me now?” Zhao Yuheng said. “Shen Shuyi, I haven’t been dating anyone else. Believe me.”
Does it even matter if he believed him?
Shen Shuyi felt a complicated mix of emotions.
They had originally been brought together by a fake arranged marriage.
All these explanations were pointless.
Shen Shuyi didn’t care about these things anymore.
He didn’t understand why Zhao Yuheng insisted on explaining.
Even if explained, it wouldn’t change anything.
It would only make Shen Shuyi start fantasizing about marriage again, and the eventual hurt would be hundreds or thousands of times worse than now.
Stopping losses in time was the best choice.
He didn’t know what to say, when suddenly he felt his hand firmly pulled.
Shen Shuyi, unprepared, fell against Zhao Yuheng. Zhao Yuheng clung to him like a lifeline, holding him tightly against his chest.
Their hearts pressed together, feeling each other’s heartbeat.
“Baby, I’m sorry.”
Shen Shuyi felt a warmth in his eyes.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Zhao Yuheng, now delirious from fever, murmured over and over: “Let’s not be apart… okay…”
Zhao Yuheng’s high fever worsened.
Liang You, following Shen Lu’s orders, came to Shuiwan One to check Shen Shuyi’s health, but upon arrival, he was immediately tasked with treating Zhao Yuheng.
Seeing this unfamiliar man lying in the third young master’s bed, Liang You, an experienced doctor from a wealthy family, cleverly didn’t ask questions.
“Uncle Liang, how is he? Is it serious?”
“Better send him to the hospital,” Liang You said. “The medicine here can only provide temporary relief. It’s late; he needs urgent care for fever. His fever is severe and prolonged, which could harm his nerves.”
Shen Shuyi hadn’t expected Zhao Yuheng’s illness to be so aggressive.
He couldn’t delay; misunderstandings would have to wait until Zhao Yuheng recovered.
Though heartbroken, Shen Shuyi knew how to act responsibly.
The ambulance soon arrived at Shuiwan One.
Awkwardly, even semi-conscious, Zhao Yuheng clutched Shen Shuyi’s hand tightly.
Shen Shuyi tried multiple times to pull it away, but couldn’t. The nurse and doctor were waiting; he felt his head practically smoking in embarrassment.
Finally, Shen Shuyi had no choice but to cover his face and go to the hospital with Zhao Yuheng.
This account would have to be settled with that Zhao man later. 🙂
The hospital at night was brightly lit.
Shen Shuyi had never been to a hospital at night; usually he had private doctors or a dedicated medical team.
Uncle Lin accompanied Shen Shuyi to the hospital, worried the young master would be helpless.
Surprisingly, Shen Shuyi was familiar with inpatient procedures—from payment, collecting medicine, paperwork, to signing forms—he handled it all smoothly.
After this, Shen Shuyi had Zhao Yuheng completely settled.
Uncle Lin, elderly, was sent back by Xiao Liu.
The crowded ward became quiet, leaving only Shen Shuyi and Zhao Yuheng.
Watching the man sleep, Shen Shuyi was captivated.
He recalled Zhao Yuheng’s words earlier: he hadn’t dated anyone else, and everything was a misunderstanding.
By nightfall, Shen Shuyi had calmed down, reflecting on the suspicious social media post.
The tone, obsession with luxury cars and watches, complaints to Xiao Wen about money, and inquiries about her finances—clearly not Zhao Yuheng’s style.
At the time, Shen Shuyi had noticed, but he was too angry to think clearly.
If it wasn’t Zhao Yuheng, then who else would impersonate him?
Even now, though confused, thinking of Zhao Yuheng’s words made him somewhat happy.
The ward was quiet. Zhao Yuheng stirred in his sleep, reaching for Shen Shuyi’s hand.
This time, Shen Shuyi didn’t resist. He looked at their entwined hands and quietly held his back.
Shen Shuyi stayed in the hospital until morning, watching over Zhao Yuheng’s IV all night.
By morning, Uncle Lin arranged for Xiao Mei to take over.
Shen Shuyi, exhausted after a brief half-hour nap, decided to return to Shuiwan One to rest.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lu intercepted him at the hospital entrance.
At that moment, Shen Shuyi felt a chill down his spine!
It was like being caught after secretly promising to break up but being discovered reconciling.
Fortunately, Shen Lu didn’t ask about the hospital. He just sat in the back of the Rolls-Royce: “Little Shu, get in.”
Shen Shuyi, feeling guilty, obeyed.
“Brother, where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
The Rolls-Royce drove to Qushui Huating.
Shen Shuyi and Shen Lu took the elevator to the 52nd floor—the hotel’s presidential suite.
Shen Shuyi followed, asking: “Brother, why bring me to a hotel?”
Before Shen Lu could answer, the door to Suite 888 opened. Two people stood in the living room: a man and a woman.
Shen Shuyi recognized one: Xiao Wen. Seeing her, he recalled the online insults, and his expression darkened.
The other, unfamiliar, was a moderately built, refined man.
Before Shen Shuyi arrived, Shen Lu had probably dealt with them.
Xiao Wen looked flustered; the man trembled, wishing he could vanish.
Shen Shuyi was confused: “Brother?”
Shen Lu sat on the only sofa, exuding authority, and coldly said: “Let them speak.”
The man spoke first, immediately kneeling.
Shen Shuyi was shocked. Even with wealth, kneeling upon meeting someone in the 21st century?
“Third Young Master, I didn’t intend to impersonate Mr. Zhao! I was deluded… I saw Wenwen’s contact in his WeChat. I thought adding a friend to chat was harmless. Mr. Zhao had already rejected her. I didn’t expect this would cause you such trouble! I didn’t know Xiao Wen would post our chat online, harming your reputation. I’m truly sorry! Really sorry!”
Shen Shuyi’s mouth slightly opened.
So the person impersonating Zhao Yuheng was him?!
Zhao Yuheng hadn’t lied to him.
Shen Shuyi felt a surge of joy but suppressed it.
Xiao Wen realized Zhou Ran shifted all blame onto her.
For months, her imagined sweet romance had been with a complete stranger!
She wanted to strangle him!
This man not only toyed with her feelings but also got her in trouble with a powerful person!
“How dare you shift all blame! If you hadn’t impersonated Zhao Yuheng, I wouldn’t have mistaken Mr. Shen for a third party!”
“Enough!” Shen Lu snapped, commanding authority.
In the suite, both trembled.
Xiao Wen came from a wealthy family, but compared to the Shens, it was insignificant.
Everyone knew that in Hong Kong, offending Shen Lu could be life-threatening.
Xiao Wen apologized: “Mr. Shen, I acted impulsively, posting your photo online without understanding the truth. I’m really sorry.”
Both apologized in turn, knowing Shen Lu brought them here for this.
After apologizing, they just needed Shen Shuyi’s forgiveness.
From their perspective, they felt innocent.
Xiao Wen saw herself as the victim; Zhou Ran felt even more so, only caught in chat records.
In a law-abiding society, Shen Lu couldn’t exactly kill them in the hotel.
After waiting, they noticed Shen Shuyi hadn’t spoken.
They looked up, their expressions revealing inner anxiety.
Shen Shuyi, noticing this, was surprised: “You’re not expecting me to say it’s okay, right?”
Xiao Wen and Zhou Ran froze.
Isn’t that the normal process…?
Shen Shuyi smiled genuinely, though it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Who said apologizing means I forgive you?”
Zhou Ran’s heart skipped. He realized Shen Shuyi resembled Shen Lu when not smiling—the same blood ran through their veins.
“You impersonated Zhao Yuheng, deceived her feelings. That’s your private matter. Xiao Wen, if you feel wronged, you can sue him.”
Xiao Wen trembled.
Shen Shuyi calmly said: “But you posted me online for no reason. You apologized; I heard it. Anything else, talk to my lawyer. I won’t let this go lightly. Be prepared.”
Xiao Wen paled.
Shen Lu glanced at Shen Shuyi, saying: “Escort them out.”
Two burly bodyguards roughly removed Zhou Ran and Xiao Wen.
The hotel doors closed. Shen Lu said: “Little Shu, besides these two, the online commenters attacking you—Yinghua’s legal team is collecting evidence. In about three days, nearly ten thousand people will receive legal notices.”
Shen Shuyi was stunned, feeling guilty for troubling Shen Lu.
“Brother, sorry for the trouble again.”
Shen Lu laughed: “Trouble? Haven’t you caused plenty already? Now suddenly apologizing?”
Seeing Shen Shuyi’s reaction, Shen Lu softened: “Little Shu, anything of yours is never a bother.”
“And this time, I’m very angry,” Shen Lu continued. “As for that Zhao Yuheng, everything stems from him. I’ll settle it later.”
Zhao? Zhao Yuheng?!
Shen Shuyi hurriedly said: “Brother, Zhao Yuheng didn’t know. He’s a victim like me.”
Shen Lu frowned at Shen Shuyi’s romantic brain.
Suddenly: “How did you leave the hospital today?”
Shen Shuyi didn’t answer, his spine prickling.
“Uh… um… just… like that.”
“Like that?” Shen Lu laughed at his weak lie. “Did that Zhao Yuheng come to see you? Did you meet?”
“Brother, I feel dizzy.” Shen Shuyi grabbed his head and flopped on the sofa: “Let’s deal with it later. I need rest… Zzzzzz…”
Shen Lu sighed at his open laziness.
“You really like that Zhao Yuheng?”
Shen Shuyi jumped: “I don’t like him! He loves me to death!”
“Whether you love him or he loves you, can this end?”
End? Shen Shuyi didn’t understand.
Shen Lu gestured for him to sit beside him.
Shen Shuyi felt his head rubbed in his brother’s hand, squinting.
“Little Shu, you’re an adult now. You should know what to do and not do. I don’t want to control everything like when you were a child.”
Oh… Shen Shuyi thought. But you still control a lot?
“I know your nature—you give your heart too easily. That’s why I and grandpa had to send Yan Chi away.”
Hearing Yan Chi’s name, Shen Shuyi pursed his lips.
“Leaving him with you would have let him hurt you repeatedly. Little Shu, that’s why grandpa worried. Your position makes you a target. There was Yan Chi before; later, Zhang Chi, Zhao Chi… understand?”
Shen Shuyi understood!
Shen Lu feared Zhao Yuheng might be like Yan Chi, pretending to like him for family wealth.
Hong Kong’s wealthy families often married daughters to ordinary men; sometimes, disasters followed.
“Zhao Yuheng isn’t like that.”
Shen Shuyi hated his brother comparing him to trash. Even if a brother, no.
Shen Lu’s voice hardened: “How do you know? You barely know him. Listen to me—cut ties with Zhao Yuheng. He’s hurt you once; willing or not, he can’t protect you.”
Shen Shuyi was confused. Shen Lu had always supported marriage, so why suddenly say “cut ties”?
Could it be that his brother felt guilty after a minor grievance and decided not to force marriage?
Shen Shuyi murmured: “But… you wanted me to marry… now I don’t?”
Shen Lu clarified: “Because of the marriage, you must cut ties. The Zhao family in Beijing and America is powerful. Grandfather planned mainland markets; without Zhao, Yinghua couldn’t even enter.”
“Xiao Shu, this isn’t for you to be willful. We cannot offend the Zhao family.”
Shen Shuyi became more confused: “But I was supposed to marry into the Zhao family… how can I if I cut ties?”
Contradiction.
The brothers spoke a few mismatched words, sensing something off.
“Wait,” Shen Shuyi sat up. “You said the Zhao family is powerful in Beijing and North America?”
“Of course. Do you think grandpa and I would let you marry a powerless man? Your cars, yachts, diamonds, Paris shows—do you think they came from wind?”
“No…”
Shen Shuyi’s mind raced.
This is wrong! Zhao Yuheng isn’t that rich! He has no power—he earns just ten thousand a month!
Shen Shuyi broke out in cold sweat: “Zhao Yuheng seems poor… brother, did you misjudge the Zhao family?”
“Who said Zhao Yuheng is Zhao family? Just because his surname is Zhao?”
Shen Lu laughed at his naive logic.
Shen Shuyi’s mind felt smashed by a hammer; the terrifying truth snapped into focus.
He almost screamed internally: “Then… who?”
Finally, a thread of realization connected.
He had assumed Zhao Yuheng was his fiancé and never confirmed with Shen Lu.
“Little Shu?” Shen Lu noticed his change.
Shen Shuyi’s lips trembled: “Brother… what’s the name of… my fiancé?”
Shen Lu: “Zhao Ci. The ‘Ci’ from Song Ci. Why?”
Shen Shuyi’s mind exploded.
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