The Abusive Novel System Pleads with Me to Resign-Chapter 88

Shen Ying sat calmly between two burly men, looking as fresh and carefree as someone just newly apprehended.

The two men initially prepared themselves for the typical struggles, shrieks, arguments, or panic that might ensue. Yet, to their surprise, this young woman appeared entirely uninterested in any of these reactions.

Instead, she coolly pulled out her phone. The two bodyguards assumed she was about to call the police and prepared to snatch it away, only to see her launching a Mahjong app.

She casually addressed the driver, "Drive steadily, will you? Don’t jolt my bike around."

Fortunately, she had bought a foldable model of the bike. The two bodyguards were careful enough not to toss it out altogether.

Shen Ying tapped one of them lightly and said, "Relax, a fellow worker won’t trouble another worker. How long is the ride? Does the car have a charger? My phone battery is running low."

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, puzzled and still awed by her nonchalant attitude. Finally, one of them wordlessly pulled out a power bank from his pocket and it to Shen Ying.

Relieved now that her power supply problem was solved, Shen Ying grinned happily and focused on her Mahjong tiles with intense dedication.

Initially, the two bodyguards thought it best not to engage with her further. However, Shen Ying’s playing skills were atrocious—jaw-droppingly bad—and her luck was even worse.

Eventually, one of the bodyguards couldn’t hold back anymore and began giving her tips and guidance.

Yet, guidance was futile. She trusted her instincts way too much, despite how miserably they failed her. Even when her moves repeatedly backfired, she remained stubbornly confident.

By the time they reached their destination, both bodyguards—along with the driver, who had been listening to play-by-play blunders through the app's audio cues—had all adopted expressions of disdain as they looked at Shen Ying.

Even someone like Shen Ying, who had thick skin, felt her cheeks burning hot under their collective condescension. Like someone forced to flee, she hurriedly followed the butler inside the residence.

This was the Zhong family estate, known as one of the grandest and most opulent homes in the world—a stunning display of architectural magnificence and wealth.

Even Shen Ying, who was no stranger to luxury mansions, found herself impressed by the novel features scattered throughout. The level of investment and care was evident in every detail.

The butler led Shen Ying through a long hallway, eventually reaching a room that rivaled the workspace of any top-tier global celebrity. It was equipped with this season’s newest luxury designer collections and haute couture gowns, all neatly displayed. The rows of cosmetics were as comprehensive as those in high-end specialty stores.

Meticulously lined up jewel boxes held dazzling treasures, while gloved staff opened them in turn to reveal sparkling, breathtaking pieces of jewelry.

Over a dozen people turned their attention toward Shen Ying. They surrounded her and pulled her into the room.

What followed was a top-class total makeover and meticulous image redesign.

Shen Ying thoroughly enjoyed the pampering. Without hesitation, she requested a drink and leisurely sipped it as the staff worked on her manicure.

She particularly adored how her skin felt after receiving professional massages; the Zhong family’s masseuses were truly gifted in their craft. She felt so comfortable that she nearly dozed off mid-session.

Truth be told, Shen Ying thought the Zhong family staff were far more pleasant and admirable than Zhong Chen, whom she considered an absolute fool.

Noticing Shen Ying’s semi-drowsy state, the staff deliberately softened their movements. By the time she regained full consciousness, the transformation was nearly complete.

Shen Ying stood up to inspect herself. At the moment, she was dressed in a pearl-white gown, with her hair elegantly braided and a pair of graceful shoes adorning her feet.

Her natural physique didn’t fall under the category of snow-white skin or exceptionally striking beauty. In fact, due to often helping her parents with their street vendor stall, her complexion leaned toward a darker tone.

But after the makeover, her healthy bronze skin glowed with a captivating radiance, exuding a youthful charm that felt contagious.

The designer then adorned her with a full set of jewelry, further enhancing her look to appear even more polished and radiant.

While Shen Ying indulged in her refined transformation, Zhong Chen had summoned three other individuals to his family manor.

The three of them were quite surprised. Generally speaking, this guy’s temper didn’t calm down so quickly.

Even if he wasn’t angry anymore, with his pride, he wouldn’t take the initiative to reach out and signal reconciliation. Yet it had only been less than three hours.

“Well, this is refreshing. We’ve finally lived to see Zhong Chen being the first one to back down,” Xing Jiale said, crossing his legs. “What has made you so reasonable all of a sudden?”

Gong Zhaoxi chimed in, “Did your sister scold you?”

Xiao Yun added, “Really? You have the nerve to complain to her about this kind of thing?”

Upon hearing this, Xing Jiale looked intrigued. “How did you say it? Did you include a detailed description of how you were planning to pick a fight with a bowl instead?”

Zhong Chen sneered at the three who were clearly enjoying his predicament, “You idiots, you’re all just looking for a reason to laugh at my conflict with that woman.”

“Do you think I really can’t deal with her? I just haven’t taken things seriously yet. Soon, I’ll show you that no one can defy me.”

The three exchanged glances, unsure what Zhong Chen was plotting this time.

They asked, “So, what are you planning to do?”

With a smug smirk, Zhong Chen raised his chin and said, “Just wait and watch her concede to me.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the living room door opened, and a beautiful girl dressed in a white dress appeared at the entrance.

Whatever Zhong Chen had intended to say vanished from his memory. It wasn’t that the woman before him had undergone some transformational change in her appearance.

Objectively speaking, Shen Ying wasn’t unattractive, but compared to the girls Zhong Chen grew up around, her image was far more rustic and unpolished.

Especially over the past few days, when she either hit him or scolded him at every turn, Zhong Chen’s mental impression of her had been almost devoid of any gender distinction.

Normally, upon seeing her, the first thought in his mind was identifying her as a person, and only then would the realization follow: this person was a woman.

But now, this identification process had flipped entirely, and Zhong Chen was overwhelmingly and clearly aware that she was a woman—a woman whose appearance was undeniably magnetic to the opposite sex.

To Zhong Chen’s surprise, the most affected by this wasn’t him.

He suddenly noticed that Gong Zhaoxi, who had always seemed indifferent toward girls of his own generation, had abruptly become enthusiastic.

Gong Zhaoxi stepped right up to Shen Ying and said, “Now that I think about it, we’ve known each other for so long, but we’ve never exchanged contact information.”

“As someone who has also been bullied by Zhong Chen, I deeply admire your courage to fight back. We may not have talked much, but we’ve had moments of silent cooperation.”

“I think we can count ourselves as friends by now, don’t you think?”

The other three knew perfectly well what the twisted Gong Zhaoxi was up to. Shocked, they hurried to push him aside.

Zhong Chen frowned, annoyed, and asked, “What do you think you’re doing?”

Xiao Yun added, “It’s obvious—he’s turned his classmate into his prey.”

Xing Jiale commented, “But I thought you were into mature women?”

Gong Zhaoxi, unbothered, explained, “Shen Ying’s style of handling things has always attracted me. I only felt regret before because of the age gap.”

“But now, I sense a depth and charm in her unlike anything I’ve ever seen before—though it’s pointless explaining it to you.”

Shen Ying couldn’t help but see Gong Zhaoxi in a slightly different light; his peculiar instincts were unusually sharp.

However, Zhong Chen’s dissatisfaction with Gong Zhaoxi reached unprecedented levels. He kicked him to the side and cursed, “Say one more word, I dare you!”

Gong Zhaoxi, now sprawled on the couch, shrugged helplessly and replied, “Alright, alright, go ahead and say your piece.”

Zhong Chen looked at Shen Ying with a mix of frustration and disbelief as the scoundrel maintained an air of nonchalance.

At this moment, the group of people fell silent, all waiting for Zhong Chen to speak.

Zhong Chen then walked over to Shen Ying and, towering above her, asked, "Do you know how much the outfit you're wearing right now costs?"

Without hesitation, Shen Ying replied, "Including the jewelry, around thirty million."

Her answer left Zhong Chen momentarily stunned, and the other three in the room raised their heads in astonishment.

Given Shen Ying's family background, she shouldn't have the ability to assess such a high value.

Clearing his throat, Zhong Chen recomposed himself and said, "As long as you're aware of its worth."

"If you admit defeat and agree to be my lackey—following my orders from now on—all this will belong to you."

The three behind him were left speechless. They had expected Zhong Chen to come up with some grand scheme after contemplating the whole afternoon, only to see him go for this straightforward approach.

Xing Jiale scoffed, "If Shen Ying were the kind of person who could be bought by money, she wouldn't have had the courage to stand up to you in the first place."

Gong Zhaoxi nodded in agreement, "Chen, I think you've underestimated her today."

Just as the words fell, Shen Ying's face broke into a suppressed laugh, clearly afraid the opportunity might slip away. She quickly declared, "!"

"…?"

Xiao Yun murmured in a soft voice, "The rumor that I gave her five million is actually true."

Xing Jiale and Gong Zhaoxi immediately had complicated expressions, a subtle sense of disappointment creeping into their hearts.

But Zhong Chen, oblivious as ever, perked up instantly upon hearing Shen Ying's answer, acting as if he'd just hit the jackpot.

"Starting tomorrow morning, report to my private lounge," he instructed.

Shen Ying replied enthusiastically, "Sure, no problem."

"But can the thirty million be converted into cash? I'm not much of a fan of dresses jewelry."

Zhong Chen tilted his chin, signaling to the butler, "Handle this for her."

The butler silently withdrew, but before he was out of view, another butler approached the group.

"Young master, Madam Zhong has returnedUpon hearing that Mrs. Zhong was back, the three guests immediately stood up, speaking in unison, "Since your mother is home, we won’t intrude on your family time."

Zhong Chen let out a cold chuckle and said, " there to avoid? She didn’t come back for me; she won’t even spare us a glance."

Their expressions showed that they shared Zhong Chen's sense of unease regarding the family dynamics.

But Shen Ying suddenly spoke up, “Zhong Chen, are you dissatisfied because your mother doesn’t pay attention to you?”

“No problem! Leave it to me. As long as you’re willing to name your price, I guarantee she’ll dote on you tonight—even warmly welcoming your friends!”

Zhong raised his head, looking at her as if she were some overblown liar, and snorted, "You? Do you even understand who my mother is? You think she’ll fall for some childish games we play at school?"

Shen Ying’s smile didn’t falter. "There's no harm in trying, right? If it doesn’t work out, I’ll you a refund."

Zhong Chen, visibly annoyed, said, "My mother is far from easygoing. If you upset her—"

Before he could finish, Xing Jiale interjected, urging him, "Let Shen Ying give it a shot."

“At worst, I’ll cover her fee,” Xing Jiale said, turning to Shen Ying. His earlier look of friendliness had shifted, now holding something more ambiguous.

Giving Shen Ying an encouraging smile, he added, “I’d like Madam Zhong to host us like a regular parent just once.”

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Without hesitation, Xing Jiale agreed, “Done.”

Zhong Chen couldn’t stop her in time. Shen Ying took the delivery slip and left, saying she needed to change out of what she was wearing.

Not long afterward, she returned, already dressed back in the familiar school uniform.

She stepped forward, grabbed Zhong Chen’s tie, and tugged it off, then pulled open his shirt buttons.

Zhong Chen was stunned. When he regained his senses, his face turned crimson, his eyes darting nervously. His voice trembled, trying to sound firm but failing: “W-what are you doing? I didn’t agree to this!” free𝑤ebnovel.com

But before he could finish his sentence, Shen Ying suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked out of the living room.

Zhong Chen felt as though he’d been left hanging in mid-air. Instinctively, he followed her out the door.

The other three people hesitated before following behind them.

Shen Ying, walking briskly outside, began to rip her own clothes apart, tearing her stockings. In less than thirty seconds, her eyes turned red and streamed with tears, her face full of despair.

As she stepped out of the main hall, she came upon a group of people escorting an elegant and sharp-looking woman who appeared to be in her early thirties. Her beauty was striking and carried an air of authority.

The woman glanced at Shen Ying while listening to a work report from her assistant, her gaze casual as though she were spotting an out-of-place ant.

But the next moment, seeing Shen Ying’s wretched, humiliated demeanor and disheveled clothing, the woman’s expression changed immediately.

Before she could speak, Zhong Chen rushed forward, caught up to Shen Ying, and grabbed her by the arm. “You’re messing with me? Why are you running?”

Seeing Zhong Chen’s equally messy clothing, followed by the arrival of the other three trailing behind him, even Mrs. Zhong, who was always composed and inscrutable, audibly sucked in a sharp breath.

She closed her eyes tightly for a moment before opening them again, turning to her assistant and saying coldly, “Take care of this.”

Immediately, the assistant, flanked by two bodyguards, restrained Shen Ying and escorted her away.

Zhong Chen called out urgently, “Wait, what are you doing? Can’t you see I still have something to say to her?”

The other three had already realized the trouble Shen Ying was intent on causing, and their faces turned pale upon noticing Mrs. Zhong’s chilling glare directed at all four of them.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhong, who had been heading toward her office while initially ignoring them, dismissed her entourage and turned to the group. Her tone was terrifying as she commanded, “A-Chen, and you three—follow me.”

Xing Jiale, feeling most guilty as he had initiated this whole mess by spending money to set things in motion, tried to excuse himself, saying, “Is—is it okay if we don’t? Actually, I just remembered—Grandpa wants me to join him for dinner. I’d better head home now.”

But as he turned, he was immediately blocked by the bodyguards.

Mrs. Zhong replied icily, “Don’t worry. I’ll personally call your grandfather and explain things. You’ll be staying here tonight.”

“I’ll make sure to give you all my undivided attention.”

Xiao Yun and Gong Zhaoxi exchanged bitter glances, silently nursing their frustration at Xing Jiale: “A sincere thanks for your hospitality.”

Meanwhile, Shen Ying had already been escorted to a car, sitting inside alongside Mrs. Zhong’s assistant.

As the car drove away from the Zhong family residence, the assistant finally spoke: “How much money will it take for you to forget what happened today?”