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Chapter 402 - Lets See Who Would Win This Game

Chapter 402: Let’s See Who Would Win This Game

The room had obviously been cleaned. As she stood in the room that she had slept for nearly 20 years, there were too many memories.

She appeared in every corner…

She remembered…

Snapping back to reality, she shook her head and composed herself.

She didn’t want to remember anything about this place.

Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked to a small study corner in the bedroom. It was unexpected for her belongings not to be thrashed.

Opening a drawer, her eyes gleamed. Indeed, everything was still there.

She took out the items that she had left behind. On pieces of paper, every single formula for her perfume was written clearly.

The handwriting on the paper hinted at her tender age and innocence, and even some of the formulas on the paper seemed immature.

But some of them were indeed not bad.

These were the scents that she thought were the best back then.

She could clearly remember the excitement and exhilaration she felt when she wrote them down.

In the end, her gaze trailed to a scent recipe. Her eyes followed the words on the paper.

At last, she gave a sarcastic sneer and sat down slowly.

It had never occurred to her that the product she had produced before she turned 20 would actually let Shen Qianrou win fourth place in the international perfume competition. And she succeeded in becoming the so-called number one perfumer in the country.

Ha…

Shen Qianrou, Shen Qianrou… To think that she wanted to humiliate her again!

Let’s see who will be the one to win this game…

After retrieving a new piece of paper again, Shen Fanxing deliberated for a while before she bent to write down the formula she had once designed.

After writing down the last formula, she unfolded another piece of paper as she sat on the chair. She stared at the paper intently as her mind raced. Her eyebrows were furrowed and she looked unusually focused and stoic…

These manuscripts weren’t complete. When she was 20 years old, the last formula she was experimenting on wasn’t included…

…

Before going to bed, Yang Liwei knocked on Shen Qianrou’s door with a glass of milk.

Shen Qianrou was standing by the window with her arms crossed. Her brows were furrowed and nobody knew what she was thinking.

Yang Liwei walked to her and handed her a glass of warm milk.

“Qianrou, you didn’t eat much for dinner. Why?”

Shen Qianrou’s face didn’t look too good. She took the milk but didn’t drink it.

“Qianrou, what happened to you? Are you upset that Shen Fanxing is back?”

Shen Qianrou tightened her grip on the glass and said, “Mommy, don’t you find it strange? She has never returned to the Shen family since that incident and never enjoyed coming back for visits. Why did she suddenly decide to come back home without telling us? Does Sister… have a motive?”

Having heard that, Yang Liwei’s face darkened.

“What motive could she have? Didn’t you hear what she said? She wants to split the assets before severing ties with us! She’s indeed thinking of the big picture! She only wants to humiliate the Shen family at every opportunity. Not only did she not do anything for us, but she even went against you. Even the company suffered because of her. And now, she’s still thinking about the family’s assets!”

Hearing Yang Liwei’s words, Shen Qianrou felt more at ease.

“Doesn’t she already have fifteen percent of Lan Yun Entertainment’s shares? Why is she still fighting for more? This house? Impossible! Grandma will never agree to give it to her!”

Yang Liwei nodded and said, “That’s why we don’t have to be afraid of her with your grandmother around.”

Shen Qianrou nodded thoughtfully and sat on the bed.

“Where’s Sister?”

Yang Liwei looked as though she didn’t want to talk about her, and her tone was full of disdain.

“She went into her room after dinner and hasn’t come out yet. After all, she is inexperienced at competitions. I reckon she’s busy with the local elections. Someone like her want to compete with you in the French perfume contest? Ha, she’s really not afraid of embarrassing herself!”