Rose manor（玫瑰庄园酒店）

Chapter 133: Desperate Measures

Cloud Summit Palace Gardens was just a hundred meters ahead. Obviously, Yin Chengde had inquired about her residence and came specifically to block her.

Shen Jianne hesitated for a few seconds, then pushed open the car door.

Yin Chengde looked eagerly at his niece. She was well-cared for, her skin fair and rosy. Her clothes were simple in style, but anyone with an eye for quality could tell they were high-end. She didn't have a trace of the downfall of a once-rich girl; she looked more like a rich girl than actual rich girls did.

It was clear Fu Jichen doted on her immensely.

Back in Yicheng, he had heard that Fu Jichen spent tens of millions on a cello at an auction just to please her and sent top-notch jewelry and clothes to the Rose Manor regularly.

He had been shortsighted before, not knowing how to treat his niece well, putting all his hopes on his own daughter, and ended up with nothing.

The company was gone, the house was mortgaged, and decades of savings were gone.

Yin Chengde clung to the edge of the seat, lowering his stance to plead, "Jianne, your uncle is really at a dead end. Help your uncle out, for the sake of being your only relative in this world."

"We severed ties long ago." Shen Jianne's face was cold as she remained seated in the car.

Yin Chengde's eyes were unfocused, bordering on madness, a far cry from his former gentlemanly demeanor. Shen Jianne suspected he had gotten involved in something bad.

"Jianne, you can't just let me die. I really have no money left, your aunt is sick, and I have no one else to turn to..."

Yin Chengde tried to get into the car, but the driver grabbed his arm and pulled him down, twisting his arm behind his back and pressing his face against the car body.

"Ah!"

Yin Chengde screamed in pain, his face going pale.

The driver, a burly man, had arms thicker than most people's thighs and didn't know how to go easy. Yin Chengde, with his thin frame, felt like his arm was about to be broken.

Shen Jianne frowned, signaling the driver to let him go, and said calmly, "I can't help you."

The driver released him, and Yin Chengde, clutching his aching arm, glared at the driver, too afraid to say anything. His face pale, he turned to Shen Jianne, "I don't need much help, just a sum of money. Once I get back on my feet, I can be your support, right? You're with the heir of the Fu family now; you need a decent family background."

Shen Jianne's gaze was steady, "Yin Shuyao is now the daughter-in-law of the Qin family. The Qin family is wealthy; can't she help you?"

"You don't know her situation, sigh..."

Seeing her respond, Yin Chengde thought there was hope, his eyes becoming more eager and humble.

Young girls were usually soft-hearted, especially his niece who was inexperienced in the world. No matter how tough she acted, she had a kind heart. If he begged a few more times, she would agree.

"Your cousin is having a tough time in the Qin family. Last month, she finally got pregnant, but that bastard Qin Fan brought another woman home. That woman, favored by Qin Fan, bullied your cousin. They fought at home, and your cousin fell down the stairs, losing the baby."

Yin Chengde wasn't just trying to gain sympathy; he was telling the truth. Mentioning these things, his haggard face showed genuine worry.

"The Qin family is a place that eats people without spitting out bones." Yin Chengde's eyes showed anger, "When they bought my company, they made all sorts of promises, but afterward, they gave me a powerless position. I couldn't stand the humiliation and left the Qin family."