C25

Outside a small villa on the north side of the city, a beautiful figure was shivering at the entrance. It was unknown whether it was due to the cold or the fear.

Perhaps because of the lunar eclipse, there was almost no moonlight tonight, and this villa was situated on a sparsely populated seaside.

"Hurry and open the door, Sister Ke …" He Wei pressed the doorbell again.

Finally, a light went on inside the house. A woman yawned and walked out. She said unhappily through the metal door, "Miss He, our wife is already asleep. What are you doing here so late?"

"I have something important to tell Sister Ke. Sister Ling, please open the door."

"Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say.

"But it's really very important. I've been looking for Sister Ke for the whole day." He Hui looked very anxious.

Just as Sister Ling was about to open her mouth to chase her away, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from inside the room. "Let her in."

Sister Ling opened the door. He Hui pushed his way in and went directly to the second floor.

"What's so urgent?" In the dim bedroom, a tall, black clothed woman held a glass in her hand as she took a sip of the red wine inside.

He Hui did not enter. Instead, he tactfully stood at the door and anxiously said through the door, "Sister Ke, I'm afraid Yang Tenxin is about to wake up."

The woman tightened her fingers around the cup and held her breath.

He Hui saw that she didn't respond, so he continued: "I did as you said and brought Cheng Tian painting to see Yang, and told her everything. She was truly shocked and angry, but when I told Yang Manxin that Young Master Mu had already gotten married, she actually started crying. It was as if she could understand what I was saying. She had never experienced such a situation before. "

Ke was surprised for a few seconds. She opened her mouth and asked, "Did you see wrongly?"

"No, absolutely not."

After another bout of silence, Ke pulled out a faint, cold smile from the corner of his mouth. "It seems that her will to survive is indeed very strong."

"What should we do, Big Sister Ke? If she wakes up, then Young Master Mu will be snatched away by her."

"Don't worry, as long as you do as I tell you, she won't wake up."

"What do you want me to do, sister?"

"Add another two milliliters."

"Is that enough?"

"Well, let me know if anything happens." Ke yawned, put down her wine cup, and walked towards the large bed.

He Hui knew that this was her silent command to leave. He turned around and walked out of the villa. He Hui stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at the window on the second floor, which was already pitch-black.

Four years ago, the day before Shen Muxi married Yang Tenxin.

He Hui sat alone by the river and cried. When Sister Ling appeared and asked her if she wanted to take Shen Mushui back, she nodded with tears in her eyes.

This was something she could only dream about.

The next day, the bride's main wedding car accidentally crashed into a large truck as it was passing by Riverside Drive. Yang was sent flying onto the stone railing next to the river, and his wedding dress was stained with blood.

From that moment onwards, Yang Tianxin had been in a deep sleep, never waking up.

She asked Ko why he did all this for her, and Ko told her evilly that he owed her.

She chose to believe it. All these years, she had always believed it and always listened to all of her arrangements.

The sofa was very large and soft, but because Cheng Tian had not gotten used to sleeping well all night, it was only when the sky in the distance turned white that he finally fell asleep.

Today was still the day of rest, so without any disturbance from the alarm, she slept until nine o'clock before she woke up.

She quietly got up from the sofa, feeling a little confused about her surroundings. When she raised her head, she saw Shen Moxi sleeping on the bed with a blanket wrapped around her.

The events of the previous night became clear in his mind. From a distance of a few meters, Cheng Tian Painting stared at Shen Muxi's back for several minutes before he carefully got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

When she came out of the shower, Shen Muxi was awake, sitting on the bed rubbing his aching neck with his hands.

Cheng Tian Hua's footsteps paused as he stared at him, "You're awake."

Shen Muxi looked up at her and said, "Why do I feel pain all over my body? You didn't rape me while I was drunk, did you? "

Cheng Tian Hua gritted his teeth and walked to the sofa to clean up the bedding while saying expressionlessly, "You made a ruckus in the Shen Residence last night, laughing and singing, and even danced a beauty dance. Of course your entire body is sore."

"I'm dancing a lot?" Someone frowned.

"And it's a striptease."

"How is this possible?" Shen Moxi coldly snorted before he got off the bed to search for his slippers. Although he had been drunk last night, he still remembered in his mind what he had done, including the conversation between the old lady and Cheng Tian's painting in the room.

A pang ran through his heart, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

"Here's your slippers." Cheng Tian Painting placed a pair of cotton wool at his feet, pulling him back to reality from his sadness.

"You went too far last night. Grandmother's anger was not light. When we meet, she should be a bit softer." Cheng Tian drew a reminder out of goodwill.

Shen Moxi looked at her with disdain, "I've lived with Grandma for nearly 30 years, and I still need you to teach me what to do?"

Being treated as a mule out of goodwill, Cheng Tian drew a lump in his throat and glared at him grumpily, not saying another word.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by Sister Zhang's voice, "Eldest Young Master, Young Madam, are you awake?"

Cheng Tian Painting was about to reply when Sister Zhang pushed open the door and walked in.

Before Cheng Tian drew the blanket back into the closet, it was blocked by Sister Zhang. She froze on the spot and watched as Sister Zhang scanned every corner of the bedroom like a scanner. She finally understood what was going on.

Every time when Sister Zhang came in, although she knocked on the door, she would push it open without waiting for a response. It must be a purpose, and her purpose must be the Old Granny's intention.

"I was just passing the door when I heard a noise in the house. I guessed you'd wake up." Sister Zhang smiled as she took the quilt from her arms. "This quilt has not been taken out for a long time. I'll take it up to the roof to dry."

"I've already asked Little Hui to prepare breakfast. Eldest Young Master, Young Madam, please wash up and go eat breakfast." Saying that, Sister Zhang turned around and left the bedroom.

From start to finish, Cheng Tian Painting didn't utter a single word.

She turned around and looked at Shen Mushi, who also didn't say anything, and asked, "Do you have other blankets?"

"How would I know? You won't look for it yourself?" He went to the closet and took a set of clean clothes into the bathroom.

Cheng Tian Painted silently watched him enter the bathroom, then went to the wardrobe and locker room to look around, but did not find any quilts.

At the breakfast table, Old Lady Shen who had already finished her breakfast sat opposite of Shen Muxi and Cheng Tian's painting. With a sullen expression, she stared at Shen Muxi who was engrossed in his breakfast, not saying a word for a long time.

Finally, Shen Moxi couldn't help but raise his head and stare at her. "Grandmother, are you staring at me like this just to make me eat less?"

"Don't you have anything to confess to Little Painting?" The old lady snappily said.

Shen Mushui raised his eyebrows in puzzlement. "Why would I say a word of confession to the little painting?"

"What do you think? "What did you do last night that you didn't know?"

"What did I do last night?" Shen Muxi put down his chopsticks and turned to Cheng Tianwen, continuing to stare at her in a daze.

"It's nothing. I just lost my composure." Cheng Tian gave him a stiff smile.

"Look, all the little paintings said it didn't matter." Shen Moxi turned back to the old lady.

The old lady stared at him. "That's because Little Painting is sensible and won't argue with you. You're not allowed to drink too much next time, are you?"

"Grandma, do you think I want to drink it myself? "It's not like you don't know that I'm very busy at work and that I have a lot of social contacts. If I don't drink, how can I work?"

"Are you busy?"

"Of course, since LILY is pregnant again, I have a lot of things to take care of myself."

"Is LILY pregnant?" The old lady was overjoyed.

LILY is the secretary-general of Shen Group, a capable helper of Shen Mouxi.

Shen Moxi looked at his grandmother's joyful expression and felt a twinge of regret. What was this ghost-like shrewd grandma planning to do now?

"Then let Sky Painting take her place for a while." The old lady smiled.

Indeed!

Shen Moxi frowned speechlessly.

Upon hearing the old lady's words, the chopsticks in Cheng Tian Hua's hand paused as he raised his head in surprise. Did she hear wrong? The old lady wanted her to go to work at Shen Shi? A civilian job she didn't know anything about?

"LILY can be considered an old employee of the Shen family. Now that she's pregnant and is an old pregnant woman, let her take maternity leave with a salary. It's a good opportunity for her to have some work to do." The old lady turned to Heaven Painting. "How many days a week did Little Painting come to work? Four days? I'll call the dean later and have him change your shift to three days a week. "

"Grandma, I've never done anything else besides nursing." Cheng Tian Hua said apologetically.

"It's alright. Secretaries are simpler jobs. They can start in less than three days. Besides, there's Mushi here."

The old lady had been planning on how to get Cheng Tian Painting to Shen Muxi for the past few days. If she asked him to resign, she knew that he would be rejected. She didn't expect the opportunity to happen so coincidentally, that LILY was pregnant.

"Grandma, I really can't …" Cheng tried to save him, and with his knee under the table he touched Shen's leg and asked for his help.

Shen Moxi understood tacitly and immediately said, "That's right, she definitely cannot have such a violent temper."

How was her temper explosive? Cheng Tian Hua was annoyed, but because the timing was not right, she could only endure it.

"I wonder how good Little Painted's temper is, and how polite he is to people." The old lady acted as if she had nothing to discuss, "LILY is on maternity leave, she'll be back at work soon after giving birth. Little Painting, you should be working hard during this period. Please take her place."

In this way, Shen could only cast a helpless gaze at Cheng Tian Tu.

Shen Muxi was obviously unhappy with having Cheng Tian Painting by his side, but there was no point in being unhappy about what the old lady wanted to do.

The old lady looked back and forth between the two as she observed their reactions. Seeing that Cheng Tian Hua was still hesitating, she quickly added, "Little Painting, you don't have to be too stressed. Mushi is bearing the brunt of the heavy burden."

"Grandma, you really think highly of your grandson." Shen Moxi speechlessly put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up from his chair. "I'm leaving. Goodbye."

Shen Moxi left. The old lady was worried that Cheng Tian Hua would reject her, so she got up and left as well.

Cheng Tian Painting understood that Old Lady Shen was purposely giving her and Shen Mouxi a chance to get along, but was this useful? She didn't think so. At that time, Madam Lin also racked her brains to get her and Lin Yuan together, but in the end she and Lin Yuan were divorced.

He really couldn't force his way through matters of the heart.

Cheng Tian Hua wiped his mouth with a tissue and went upstairs.

Standing at the bedroom door, she turned her head to look at the left side of the corridor that was filled with roses. At the other end of the corridor, Yang Manxin lived there, something she had never known before.

Ever since she found out about Yang Tingxin's existence, she couldn't help but stop in her tracks every time she went in and out of the bedroom, and she couldn't help casting her gaze towards the other end of the corridor.

Shen Muxi's bedroom was only separated from Yang Tenxin's by a beautiful air corridor. Since the terrace of the two bedrooms were facing one another, she had only just discovered it today.

Was this something Shen Mushui specially arranged for? It should be, right?

At night, he thought about his serenity. As long as he walked out of the balcony, he would be able to see Yang Tenxin's bedroom. It was indeed very convenient.

Cheng Tian Hua's hand paused slightly on the doorknob, then he let go of the doorknob and turned his shoe in the direction of the corridor.

She walked carefully, hesitantly, not knowing if she should, if she could. His steps were uncontrollable as he walked forward bit by bit.

When Cheng Tian Painting pushed the door open and walked in, a maid called Xiao Jin was helping to clean Yang Tenxin's body. When Xiao Jin saw her enter, she lowered her head and politely asked, "Good morning, Young Madam. Why have you come here?"

"Come and see Miss Yang." Cheng Tian Hua smiled and walked over to the bed. He tested the temperature of the water in the basin and said, "The water is not very hot. Add some hot water to it."

Xiao Jin looked at the warm water in the basin and said hesitantly, "But Little Huijie said that the temperature of the water is the most suitable."

"Little Hui, what does that kid know? I'm a doctor. I know more than her. Just listen to me." Cheng Tian drew a hand and patted her shoulder, then took a step forward and looked at the slightly pale face of Yang Tianxin.

Xiao Jin 'oh', then picked up the kettle and poured some hot water into the pot. She asked Cheng Tian painting, "Young Mistress, is that enough?"

Cheng Tian Hua tested it with his hand and nodded, "Enough, next time I'll bring you a water temperature card at the hospital. That way, you won't have to be too unsure of the temperature of the water."

"That's great, thank you, Young Madam." Xiao Jin said excitedly.

"I'm fine." Cheng Tian gave her a faint smile.

This was the second time Cheng Tian had seen Yang Tenxin. He was no longer as shocked and frightened as he was yesterday morning, but his heart was still beating unsteadily.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable when they saw a face that looked very similar to their own, even if they were unrelated to each other.

She reached out her hand hesitantly, carefully caressing the back of Yang Manxin's hand, and muttered bitterly, "Miss Yang, is this your misfortune or mine?"

The response she got was the silence around her, it was Yang Tingxin's sleeping face.

Cheng Tian drew a faint sigh as he turned around and walked towards the bedroom door.

"Madam, please take care." Xiao Jin said politely.

Cheng Tian Hua stopped in his tracks and turned around to ask her, "Who usually serves Miss Yang here?"

"It's Little Hui and me." Xiao Jin replied.

Small Benefits... The girl who was full of hostility towards him. After being slightly surprised, Cheng Tian nodded and left in large strides.