Chapter 41: Winning the Lottery While Buying Soy Sauce

Seeing this, Lin Nanxun, who was standing at the door, paused in surprise. She glanced at the hallway and suddenly whispered, “The villain doesn’t seem very happy.”

“Sir has been too busy lately. Maybe the stress from work is getting to him,” Aunt Xu said with a sigh as she watched Shen Hanzhi’s retreating figure.

Hearing this, Lin Nanxun’s face grew even more worried.

…

Late at night.

In the quiet bedroom, Shen Hanzhi sat propped against the headboard for a long time, scrolling through information on his phone. It was data he had obtained through special means, all about Lin Nanxun.

Most of it matched what Lin Zhenghe had told him before, but the file he had compiled contained far more details. Even the awards she’d received as a child were meticulously recorded, along with various childhood photographs.

She had always been a beautiful girl with a pure, clean aura, and every photograph radiated warmth and joy. Yet the smile on her face sharply contrasted with the hardships she had endured.

Shen Hanzhi gazed at her pictures for a long while before finally turning off the screen. Almost unconsciously, his eyes drifted toward the tightly closed bedroom door.

Outside, everything was silent and still. There was no sound, no one coming to him with a pillow in hand.

An unexpected sense of loss welled up inside him—an emptiness, as if something had been taken away.

It was uncomfortable, though not unbearable. Shen Hanzhi half-reclined in bed, waiting for quite some time, but nothing happened. A trace of annoyance appeared on his handsome face.

Heartless woman.

She would always come to bother him when she was scared, but now that there was someone else to keep her company, she’d probably forgotten all about him.

When had he, Shen Hanzhi, fallen so low? Used and discarded, yet still unable to help himself from hoping for something more.

How ridiculous.

With a deep breath, he switched off the lamp and turned over in bed.

…

—Knock, knock.

…

Suddenly, the sound of knocking broke the silence.

Shen Hanzhi stiffened for a moment at the noise. The next second, he spoke in a calm voice, “Come in.”

The door opened, but it was Aunt Xu’s voice that reached him.

“Sir, the temperature’s dropped these past few days. Would you like another blanket?” Although there was heating in the house, Sir always slept with the window open out of habit, so she worried he might catch cold.

At the sound of her words, his face darkened instantly.

“No need,” he replied, his voice much colder than before.

“All right…” Aunt Xu nodded, quietly closed the door, and left.

…

The next day.

Lin Nanxun was still groggy with sleep when a servant came to wake her.

“Miss Lin, it’s time to get up for breakfast.”

Seeing a servant she wasn’t familiar with, Lin Nanxun paused for a couple of seconds before slowly sitting up.

“Where’s Granny Xu?”

Of all the servants in the villa, she was only close with Granny Xu. But she’d grown used to the environment here, so encountering an unfamiliar servant no longer frightened her.

“Aunt Xu won a big prize! She’s going abroad for a holiday this afternoon,” the servant said enviously.

No one had expected Aunt Xu to be so lucky—winning a family vacation abroad just by buying a bottle of soy sauce at the supermarket a couple of days ago. It was enough to make anyone envious.

Lin Nanxun was taken aback by these words. Aunt Xu was going abroad?