49: Chapter 49 The Son-in-Law Will No Longer Sink

"Ah..."

A pig-like scream erupted from Shen Wen's mouth.

It turned out that the servant found applying medicine to Shen Wen troublesome, so they just slapped a plaster onto Shen Wen's back hard.

Afterwards, they grumbled and cursed before leaving with a look of displeasure.

Shen Wen was currently in physical pain and emotional exhaustion; his heart was weary.

His status as a son-in-law meant he received no respect in the Zhou Family; he lived no better than a dog, and even the servants of the Zhou Family didn't consider him anything.

Most importantly, he had been married to Zhou Xiaodie for three years; although they had the name of husband and wife, they had no reality of it.

Let alone the reality of marriage, he hadn't even held Zhou Xiaodie's hand.

Three whole years had worn down his edges, and he had settled into a life of submissiveness.

Who told Shen Wen to be so pathetic? To be with Zhou Xiaodie, let alone living a life worse than a pig or dog, he would willingly become a dog.

"No, I cannot continue to be this decadent. I must take the initiative, win Xiaodie's heart, and make her truly my, Shen Wen's, woman."

"Xiaodie, didn't you want to secure the collaboration with Tianlong Group? I definitely won't let you down."

The beating made Shen Wen a bit more clear-headed; he couldn't just be a submissive simp; he had to be an active simp.

Shen Wen picked up the phone and entered a string of numbers he hadn't entered in years.

It must be said, three years of life as a son-in-law had made Shen Wen's bones cheap.

No matter how much Zhou Xiaodie hated and tormented him, and no matter how much the Zhou Family mocked him, Shen Wen always thought of her without reservation, even willing to give everything for Zhou Xiaodie.

This type of person—to put it nicely, they are devoted to their feelings; to put it bluntly, they are a doormat.

Even Chu Yuan had to admire being able to write such a nauseating son-in-law story.

The essence of a simp—this isn't something just anyone can grasp.

A crisp ringing sound played, and before long, the call was connected.

"It's been three years. I thought you had died in Magic City; I was just preparing to send someone to collect your corpse."

An old, deep voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Far away in the capital, the middle-aged man, despite his joking words, could hardly hide the excitement in his heart.

This person was none other than the current head of the Shen Family, Shen Congwu, who sat upon trillions in assets and shook the capital with his might.

Of course, he had another identity: Shen Wen's biological father.

Hearing Shen Congwu's sarcasm, Shen Wen couldn't be bothered to respond, instead proceeding to state his own request.

"I have a matter I need your help with."

"How did I, Shen Congwu, give birth to such a useless son? You have the perfectly good position of Young Master of the Shen Family, yet you insist on running off to that small family to be a live-in son-in-law."

"You haven't contacted home in three years; if you hadn't run into trouble, you wouldn't even remember your old man."

The moment Shen Wen spoke, Shen Congwu was filled with rage.

He had thought Shen Wen realized his mistake and was calling to apologize, wanting to return to the Shen Family.

Who could have expected...

Unfortunately, he, Shen Congwu, only had this one precious son, and having been harmed by villains years ago, he had lost the ability to reproduce, preventing him from having other descendants.

Otherwise, he would have long since beaten this embarrassing piece of trash until he doubted his own life.

As a dignified Young Master of the Shen Family, even if he wasn't the most dazzling existence in the capital, finding a wealthy young lady would be an easy matter.

Yet he insisted on running off to be a live-in son-in-law and a simp, causing him, Shen Congwu, to lose face along with him.

Shen Wen didn't realize his mistake at all and even said somewhat impatiently: "One word: are you going to help or not? If you won't, I won't bother you anymore, and you can just pretend you don't have a son like me."

"You damned unfilial son, you... you are going to be the death of me."

Shen Congwu nearly died of anger because of this unfilial son, Shen Wen.

Is this his son? He's basically trying to fly over Shen Congwu's head and be his father.

Had he been too lenient with this simp in the past, allowing him to be so insolent?

It was time to give him a good beating to teach him how to be a son.

His boundless rage finally transformed into a sigh: "Speak, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want the collaboration for the Zhou Family's Tianlong Group."

...

"Little rabbit, be good, open the door..."

A melodious phone ringtone interrupted...

Seeing an unfamiliar number from the capital, she didn't even think about it and hung up directly.