C24

In a high-end bar.

Ye Nance frowned as he looked at Shen Mushi, who was drunk and hugging a beautiful lady on the sofa.

He had known her for more than ten years, but it was the first time that Ye Nance had seen her being so intimate with a woman.

In this regard, Shen Mouxi was as obsessed with cleanliness as he was, and would not even spare a glance for these popular lovers.

However, after some fresh time came speechlessness, impatience, and worry.

"Young Master Mu, how about coming to my house to play tonight?" One of the women had already slipped her hand restlessly into Shen Mouxi's shirt. Her fingertips drew small circles on his firm chest, causing Shen Mouxi to be filled with joy.

"It's better if you come to my house. My house is wider."

"Which one of you can …" If I have a child, I'll go to someone else's house. " Shen Muxi smiled with bleary eyes.

"I can."

"Me too."

"Then all of you, come back to my house …" "Let's play together …"

"Okay, okay …"

"Cough, cough …" A certain person could not bear to listen any longer, so he placed his fist between his teeth and coughed twice before waving his hand. "Both of you, go out. There's no need for you here."

"But …" The two women looked at each other, unwilling to leave.

The one who invited them to play at home was the young master of the Shen family, how could he give up the opportunity so easily?

"Get out!" Ye Nance's face turned dark.

The two women were so frightened by his aura that they didn't dare to make a sound, and stood up from the sofa.

"At the door... "Wait for me, don't run around …" Shen Muxi chuckled as he gave them a pinch on their buxom buttocks. The two ladies happily smiled and vigorously nodded their heads. "See you later!"

After the woman left, Shen Moxi weakly leaned against the back of the sofa and mumbled, "What …" The person who chased me away is boring. "

"Have a honey bar." Ye Nance handed a cup of honey water on the table to him and drank it up.

"Since you know that the guy named Gu Zi Hao took Cheng Tian Painting away, aren't you going to bring her back?" Ye Nance said.

This morning, when Shen Mouxi left the Shen Mansion, he felt a little uneasy. He made a phone call to the building's security guard to inquire about the situation behind, and told him that Cheng Tian Painting had been taken away by Gu Zihao.

Shen Moxi scoffed disdainfully. "As long as it is mine, he has the desire to snatch it away."

"That's why the Cheng Tian painting is even more dangerous."

"Let him be. If he snatches it away, we can just find another one. We can find someone with a more sexy body and a better temper than her." Shen Moxi giggled.

Ye Nance rolled his eyes and finally gave up on talking to him.

When Cheng Tian Painting left Gu Zi Hao's house, it was already past 3 PM. She didn't think that she would sleep in Gu Zi Hao's house for such a long time.

She accompanied Infatuation to the Mercedes-Benz 4S store. From a distance, she looked at the exchange between the Infatuation and the sales clerk and felt a wave of sadness wash over her.

What must she do to awaken her devotion from this frothy happiness?

"Sky Painting, come here quickly." He smiled and waved at her.

Tian Shuo walked over and pulled her to the front of the car with a smile, "Do you think I should change the color of the seats to black? Will the inner room be very muddy with a red appearance?"

"I think that's good enough for now." Cheng Tian painting made up some nonsense.

She was not in the mood to come up with ideas, much less be happy with her.

"Forget it then. I'm not changing. I'll be carrying the car today." After opening the door of the passenger seat, he pushed Cheng Tiantao in and walked around to the other side of the driver's seat.

It was a new model and had excellent performance. The price of the car was over 3 million, and it was very suitable for someone who wanted to buy it.

Along the way, she told stories about her and Guzi Hao's life abroad, looking as blissful as a newlywed wife.

"Yes." Cheng Tian Hua couldn't help but open his mouth to interrupt her. He stared at her and said seriously, "Listen to me. Don't be nice to him. There won't be a good ending."

Ye Zichen glanced at her with a smile, "I feel that you are disappointed in the rich man, so when you see the rich man, you feel that he isn't a good person."

"No, I think Gu Zi Hao really isn't suitable to be a boyfriend."

"Don't worry, big sis is already a veteran in love. If he wants to play, he might not be able to win against me." He smiled proudly.

Cheng Tian couldn't think of any more reasons to persuade her to give up.

In spite of all his reluctance, Cheng had to let his friends get into his car and watch them go to a romantic French dinner.

Gu Zi Hao left her with that last bit of smile... Unfathomable.

If it wasn't intentional, how could it be so obvious? However, she was neither related nor friends with him, and this was their first time meeting, wasn't it?

Cheng Tian Hua really didn't want to go back to the Shen family. He wandered the streets late by himself. It was a month's worth of food and night, and the sky after the lunar eclipse was much darker than usual. The pedestrians on the streets gradually dwindled, and to Cheng Tian's eyes, every single one of them was blissful. Every single one of them had their own home, and if they got tired, they would immediately turn around and find their own home.

Standing in the middle of the interminable crossroads, Cheng Tianhua didn't know where to go for a moment.

Other than the Shen family, where else could she go?

The Shen Mansion was a place that made people tremble in fear just like a nightmare …

Gently taking a deep breath, she turned her feet and chose the intersection that led to the Shen family.

When Cheng Tian painting returned to the Shen family's residence, the bedroom was dark and quiet. The bathroom was dry too, and it didn't seem like it was touched by someone at all.

Is Shen Mushui not back yet? Or did he sleep in Yang Tenxin's room? Had he spent the previous night in Yang Tingxin's room?

Cheng Tian Painting shook his head, reminding himself not to speculate and not to think too much. After all, Shen Moxi and Yang Tianxin were the perfect couple for a happy couple.

She took a pair of pajamas from the closet and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she heard a faint sound from downstairs. It seemed to be Shen Moxi's voice.

She walked to the door and opened it a crack to listen intently. The noise downstairs was indeed Shen Mushui's, and it seemed to be accompanied by Old Lady Shen's scolding.

As if opening the door, Cheng Tian Painting walked out. Shen Mushi's vague voice gradually grew louder, "Why did you chase them away …" I brought them back to give birth... Don't drive them away... "You're not allowed to leave …!"

Downstairs, Shen Moxi was carrying a young beauty dressed in revealing clothes in both hands as he shouted in a drunken stupor. The beauty in his arms had a blushing face because Shen Moxi was hugging her too tightly and was unable to leave.

Old Lady Shen and Lady Shen were both awakened by the noise. They stood in the Chief's living room, their coats draped over their shoulders.

"Young Master Mu, please let us go." The beauty pleaded in a low voice.

He thought Shen Moxi was living alone, but who knew that there was someone else at home? If he had known earlier, he would have rented a room and played around.

"No one is allowed to leave, no one is allowed to …!" Shen Muxi laughed foolishly and led them towards the direction of the stairs, "Go …" "Come to my room, my bed is too big..."

Old Mrs. Shen discovered that Cheng Tian Painted was standing at the second floor entrance to the spiral staircase. She was afraid that she would feel sad, but Shen Mushui was too drunk to wake up, so she walked over to Shen Mushui and gave him a slap, angrily saying, "Shen Mushui! Have you had enough? Get those two women out of here! "

Shen Moxi did not wake up from his stupor by the slap. Instead, he tightly hugged the beauty in his arms and snappily looked at the old lady, "Grandmother …. Why did you hit me? Not... Do you want to carry a great-grandson? "I'm giving you a great-grandson …"

"Nonsense!" Old Madam Shen raised her hand and gave him a second slap. She then turned her head towards the door and shouted, "Little Wang, Little Hai, throw these two women out for me!"

Two burly servants immediately came in and forcefully pulled the two girls out from Shen Mubai's embrace. Shen Muxi lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

"Muse …" Lady Shen quickly stepped forward to support his swaying body. She glanced at the silent Cheng Tian Painting on the second floor and said in a low voice, "Your wife is watching. Go back to your room and rest."

"My wife...?" Shen Mushi let out a burp, looked around with a silly smile, and asked, "Who's my wife? "Who …?"

Following which, his gaze finally stopped on Cheng Tian's painting on the second floor. The smile on his face changed to one of disdain. She's not my wife, she's... "She and Eldest Young Master Gu are a match made in heaven …"

A trace of surprise flashed across Cheng Tian Hua's cold face. What did he just say? Was the young master Gu he was referring to Gu Zi Hao? How did he know she'd been with Gui-Hao today?

"I don't want her to be my wife. I only want Tenderloin …"

"Shut up!" Old Madam Shen almost wanted to slap him again, but she ended up clenching her fist in reluctance.

Cheng Tian Painting finally moved. He slowly walked down from the second floor and stood in front of Shen Muxi. He sized him up and sneered, "Even if you don't care about how I feel, don't you care about how your family feels about you? Don't you love her a lot? If she were to know that you not only married me, but also took the women from outside home with you, she would definitely be heartbroken, right? "

Shen Moxi finally quieted down a little, but after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed hopelessly: "Tenderloin … "Tensing must be heartbroken. It's all because of you guys. You forced me to …"

Cheng Tian Painting suddenly shouted, "Am I the one who is forcing you or are you the one who is forcing me? Shen Mou-Mu Xi! "

"It's Cheng Tian painting that can force Shen Moxi!" Shen Moxi acted like a rogue child.

Seeing that the two of them had the aura of a volcano crashing into Earth, Old Lady Shen panicked and quickly called for a servant to escort Shen Moxi back to his bedroom to rest.

Shen Muxi was forcefully helped to the second floor. Cheng Tian drew in his anger and walked up to the second floor as well.

Seeing that the servant was helping Shen Moxi enter her bedroom, she called out to them from behind and grumpily said, "Why are you sending me to my room? Take him to his beloved room. "

"This …" The servants looked at each other, then at Cheng Tian's painting and then at Old Lady Shen behind it.

Old Madam Shen tried to smooth things over as she chuckled, "Young Madam is in a ruckus with the young master. Hurry and help the young master in."

With the words of the old lady, the servant then placed Shen Moxi on the bed.

Shen Muxi was finally tired after a night of ruckus. As soon as he touched the bed, he fell into a deep sleep. Cheng Tian painting looked at Shen Muxi who occupied an entire bed and smelled the fragrance of the wine coming from his body, and couldn't help but frown.

She hated men who were drunk, especially men who thought about other women when they were drunk. Lin Yuan was like this, Shen Moxi was the same, maybe this was the reason why she hated him.

She turned around and went to the wardrobe to find a spare quilt. When she turned around, she found that Old Lady Shen was still standing by the door. She was stunned for a moment before she asked in a mild voice, "Why aren't you resting, Grandmother?"

Even though she resented him, she could still tolerate an old man in his eighties.

When the old lady saw this, she felt a little sorry for her. She slowly walked up and pulled her down onto the sofa.

Without batting an eyelid, Cheng withdrew his hands from her palms and pulled a thin blanket over her knees.

The old lady let out a sigh and said, "Little Painting, grandma didn't hide it from you. I thought Mushi told you about Tensing, and I thought you knew …"

Cheng Tian Hua smiled faintly, what's the use of saying all this now?

"Grandma, you don't need to say anymore." After a day of peace, she wasn't as shocked and excited as she was in the morning. Instead, she was so calm that it made the old lady flustered, and her tone was the same, "Young Master Mu is right. Our marriage is a mutual benefit deal, whether or not Yang Manxin is the same."

The old lady gently patted her hand, "To be honest, grandma prefers the kind and personality you. Grandmother really hopes that you and Moussi will fall in love with each other, forget the agreement, and spend the rest of your life in love. "

Seeing that Cheng Tian didn't say anything, the old lady said again, "Promise me you won't be angry with Mu Xi, okay?"

Cheng Tian drew a glance at Shen Mu Xi who was on the bed and sneered: "What does Grandmother mean? What did he do today? Or was it the matter between him and Yang Tingxin? "

"All of them."

"But grandma, don't you feel that this is unfair to me?"

"I know." The old lady let out a helpless sigh, and her pitying gaze shifted to Shen Mushi, "When she was young, Tensing saved Mushi's life. Mushi always felt that she gave him a second life, and the two of them got to know each other very well. Mushi is also a devoted person, so …"

The old lady paused, then continued: "Leaving aside the matter of him and Tensing, there are too few wealthy and dedicated men like Mussi. As long as you can get his heart, sooner or later he will also use it on you."

Wasn't wanting to obtain the heart of a man who had lost his heart easier said than done?

Shen Moxi's resolution this morning when she spoke of how he and Yang Tenxin would never part in their lives was still etched clearly in her mind.

"To put it crudely, Yang Manxin has been in a coma for four years. The doctor said that she won't be able to endure for at most another two years." The old lady said with relief.

When she said this, Cheng Tian Painted clearly heard a cry coming from the bed. She saw Shen Moxi turn around and lie on the side of the bed.

Yang Tenxin won't live more than two years? Cheng Tian Hua looked at the old lady in surprise.

She should have been glad to hear the news, but she couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness and sympathy. She and Yang Tingxin should have been rivals in love, but she didn't have the slightest hatred towards her. Was it because she was afraid that she had inserted herself into her marriage with Shen Muxi, or was it because of that peculiar expression on her face?

In her previous life, she and Yang Tenxin must have been blood sisters, right? Otherwise, why would they look so similar in this life?

After the old lady left, Cheng Tian drew and walked over to the bedside, silently watching Shen Mushi's sleeping face. She could clearly see the tears that had fallen from the corners of his eyes. They must have come from the old lady's words that Yang Tianxin would not have lived for more than two years. He had not really fallen asleep.

The old lady was right. Regardless of anything else, could there be another man in the world who was as rich as him?

To men who were infatuated with each other, they were the most attractive.

The hatred in Cheng Tian Painting's heart was slowly draining away. Instead, he began to feel sympathy for him as he watched his beloved's life slowly wither. This feeling must not be easy, right?

She took off his shoes and socks, pulled up his quilt, and turned off the bedside lamp. She looked at him and whispered, "Don't worry, Yang Tenxin will get better."

She didn't know why she would lie to him. Perhaps she was moved by the tears at the corners of his eyes.

A man does not shed tears easily, but it is not to the point of sadness.

Cheng Tian Hua turned off the lights, took out a spare quilt from the wardrobe, laid it on the sofa and closed his eyes.

She did not realize that Shen Moxi had opened his eyes when she had turned off the headlights …