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Chen Weiwei was shocked. His smiling face turned cold in an instant. She gripped his fingers, and even his breathing became uncomfortable.

Many scenes flashed through her mind, and she suddenly felt very cold. She hugged her arms as she shivered.

Beitang Bing suddenly lowered his eyes, "Chen Weiwei?"

She covered her ears and slowly squatted down, her ears were filled with ear-piercing sounds and blurry images that she couldn't see clearly flashing through her mind. She tried her best to look at that man's face, but she couldn't, because she could only deeply remember that the sun-like embroidery in his hand was swaying in front of her eyes.

It had been a long time since she had thought of that scene. She thought that she would slowly forget it, but it turned out that it was just a long scar left behind in her body. No matter how much time had passed, it was still dazzling and unsightly.

She would always remember that picture because when he reappeared a year ago, the baby in her womb had left her forever.

She could faintly hear Beitang Bing calling her name, and her body was swaying. She tried his best to open her eyes to look at the worried man in front of her, but her eyes seemed as if they had returned to that time …

Beitang Bing frowned anxiously and walked outside with big strides with his arms wrapped around his shoulders. Qiao Man had already been sent off by the staff. In the long corridor, Beitang Bing's figure was drawn long by the soft light. Long...

"Bang …" Bei Tang Bing raised his leg and the door opened. Si Mo Yun was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

He frowned as he looked at the two of them. He said, "Are they married?"

And it appeared at the same time?

He wanted to complain a bit more, but seeing that the situation wasn't right, he immediately tensed up. Beitang Bing pursed his lips and didn't say anything, instead, he carried Chen Weiwei and put his on the bed. Si Mo Yun immediately ran over, "What happened?"

The man's eyes were closed and his face was covered in dark clouds. He lowered his gaze to look at the face of the woman who had already fallen asleep. He slightly parted his lips and said, "It's all my fault."

Eh?

Si Mo Yun expressed his confusion.

Beitang Bing was silent for a long time, the scar in his eyes slowly subsiding, "I shouldn't have let her remember."

Hearing his words, Si Mo Yun's expression turned cold, his face was filled with anger, "You know her situation, she can't be provoked, why are you still …"

"Cut the crap, let's see how she's doing."

Beitang Bing didn't waste any more time talking to him, and sat down in front of the office table. His elegant body was currently slouching in a field, creating a large amount of darkness.

The moment he became cold, it would be hard for Si Mo Yun to say anything else. After all, he didn't even want to sleep on that matter. It would affect both Beitang Bing and Chen Weiwei greatly.

After a quick check, he found that Chen Weiwei was still sweating. However, he was already asleep. His eyelashes kept trembling. Perhaps he was having a terrifying dream.

Si Mo Yun went over and sat down, "Let her have a good rest first. If she wakes up, there's still a problem. I can help you arrange a specialist to look at the psychological aspects. I can help her do some psychological treatment."

"No." "She's not sick, so she doesn't need to undergo any treatment."

"…" Si Mo Yun knew that he was definitely not feeling well right now, and did not argue with him.

Seeing that he was still in a bad mood, Si Mo Yun comforted him, "Don't worry, you are the one who should not always bully and provoke her. You are the one who should not bully and provoke her.

Beitang Bing frowned and looked up worriedly, "Bullying? When did I bully her? How did I bully her? "

"…"

What do you mean by that blank look of yours?

"I can't even spoil her, I wish I could hold her in my hands." Beitang Bing couldn't accept the injustice, "How could I bully her!"

Si Mo Yun: Did you lose your memories? The heck, who was the one that made them come here to look for ointment every time? Young Master Bing, you don't remember, but I do.

When Chen Weiwei woke up from his sleep, he found that everything was fine.

By the middle of July, the weather was already scorching hot to the point of turning into dogs even after going out. Chen Weiwei moved the flowers and plants on the balcony to the side and laid his hands on the balcony to look at the long corridor below the apartment.

Dusk was a bit of a trial session. The setting sun was so warm that it sprinkled onto the vines, reflecting many different shapes on the ground. It was truly beautiful.

She's so hot... It's like eating a watermelon to quench your thirst.

Today was the weekend, Zhou Ling and Beitang Qing were both resting at home. Beitang Bing had to go to the company temporarily, as if there was a very important cooperation to discuss.

Since she was free and bored, she decided to go to a nearby supermarket to buy a watermelon. When Zhou Ling went downstairs, her smooth and white cheeks looked very healthy, "Where are you going?"

Chen Weiwei was wearing his shoes, "I'm going out to buy a watermelon. Do you have anything to eat? I'll bring it back for you."

"No need." Zhou Ling glanced at her indifferently and said with an unwilling expression, "You don't need to go, it just so happens that Little Meng is coming over. She brought us some homemade cold tea."

Chen Weiwei paused for a moment. He pursed his lips but didn't say anything. There was an unhappy look on his face, but he suppressed it and said, "Oh, no. I still like eating watermelons."

Having her good intentions betrayed, Zhou Ling was a little unhappy, "Then it's up to you. It's the right time to go out and bask in the sun."

"…" Hmph, I just like to bask in the sun.

What's so good about Chu Shimeng? If you treat her half the way you treat me, then I'll make you some tea as well.

She looked unhappy and was about to leave when she saw the face she least wanted to see the moment she opened the door.

Chu Shimeng pursed her lips and smiled, "Weiwei, are you home too?"

Chen Weiwei's eyes looked up with sadness, but Chu Shimeng still said with a smile, "I just made a pot of cold tea for myself. It tastes pretty good. Shall we try it together?"

Chu Shimeng lifted the teapot in her hands, her smile still faint and sweet.

"…"

Chen Weiwei originally did not want to eat, but he suddenly started to get excited. She did not believe that Chu Shimeng could make any delicious cold tea when he looked at the young miss who never did any housework!

He changed his shoes and walked back into the living room.

"Little Meng is here?" Zhou Ling came over with a smile.

Chu Shimeng smiled slightly. Her long skirt looked very elegant and fresh, "Aunty!"

"Un, come over here. Come sit!"

Seeing Zhou Ling being so passionate towards Chu Shimeng while ignoring her, Chen Weiwei suddenly felt like she was an unfavoured concubine. Damn, when could Grandma give her even half of her passion? She was probably smiling so much that she was drooling!

Chu Shimeng poured some cold tea and Zhou Ling took a sip, full of praise, "En, Little Meng is indeed very clever. Not only is she a strong worker, but she also has this kind of craftsmanship …"

As he said this, he glanced meaningfully at Chen Weiwei. "Unlike my family, they provide the same services as the empress dowager every day. They don't know much about household chores, and they also have a variety of tasks. They get angry every day just by looking at them!"

"…" Chen Weiwei understood. He was talking about her.

He pouted and muttered, "I'm working hard. The boss doesn't want to work properly, what can I do?"

Besides, she was on leave with pay! No, no, who would receive such treatment?

"You're quite stubborn with your words!" Zhou Ling could always be provoked by just a few casual words from her.

Chen Weiwei tapped his fingers as he stood there, feeling completely wronged. "I'm not being stubborn. I'm just discussing the facts."

Zhou Ling still wanted to argue with her, but on the side, Chu Shimeng comforted her, "Auntie, don't be angry with Weiwei. She's still a child."

You are a child, your whole family is children!

Hmph, Chen Weiwei raised his head and puffed out his chest. What kind of chest is that? It's not even as big as her, and he even said that he's a little kid.

"Weiwei, drink some cool tea." Chu Shimeng smiled and pushed the cold tea towards her, as if she was the mistress here and wanted a guest to drink it.

Hearing this, Chen Weiwei was displeased. She grumpily picked up the cup of cold tea and took a big gulp. After that, he smacked his lips twice and said, "Un, it feels very ordinary."

He truly felt that it was very ordinary and didn't lie.

I might as well buy him and let him drink.

Chu Shimeng's smile slowly fell, then she smiled, "Weiwei, do you know how to taste tea?"

Eh?

Chen Weiwei raised his head and looked over. Was she provoking him?

She straightened up. "I don't know, you told me to drink it, so I drank it. I feel that the taste is really ordinary, is that not okay? What? Could it be that Miss Chu can't stand people saying anything bad? "

Chu Shimeng's lips twitched slightly.

"No, criticism makes people improve." Chu Shimeng turned to look at Zhou Ling, smiling slightly as she asked, "Aunty, how do you feel?"

Zhou Ling took another sip and nodded in satisfaction, "Yes, the taste is really good …"

Chu Shimeng revealed a smug smile as she glanced at Chen Weiwei. Chen Weiwei knew that Zhou Ling would definitely go after Chu Shimeng. There was nothing to be surprised about.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ling suddenly swallowed a mouthful and said, "But the taste is still a bit bad. Little Meng, you should improve it a little. It will be a little better to drink."

Before Chu Shimeng could suppress her smile, Zhou Ling smiled even more gently, "There are really very few people who want to listen to other people's opinions like Xiaomeng. Unlike my family, I have taught her how to cook countless times, yet she still doesn't know how to use a kitchen knife. It's so infuriating."

Chu Shimeng smiled awkwardly, trying to keep it within her heart.

Thus, under this awkward and strange atmosphere, the afternoon tea ended.

Chu Shimeng stood up and bid farewell to Zhou Ling, "Aunty, I'll be leaving first."

Zhou Ling smiled gently. "Alright, alright. Go back."

Chu Shimeng smiled coldly, turned around, and walked out. When she reached the door, she looked back, "Weiwei, can you come out for a bit? I have something I want to talk to you about. "

"…"

Hm? What did he say?

Chen Weiwei didn't know what she wanted to say, so he paused for a moment. What was there to be afraid of?

Chu Shimeng crossed her arms in front of her chest and stood in front of the elevator's entrance. She was still smiling as she said, "Xiao Wei, are you a child of the Luo Family?"

"…" What did she mean? What was he trying to say?

"How much do you know about the Luo Family?" Chu Shimeng's lips curved up in a smile, "Do you know what you have to welcome next?"