When Shen Muxi arrived at the living room on the second floor, Sister Zhang was just coming in with a pot of good scented tea.

The old lady smiled as she pointed to the scented tea on the table and said, "Gu An had just arranged for some tea to be served today. He called Little Painting over to come and have a taste."

"She doesn't know much about tea." Shen Moxi walked to the sofa opposite the old lady and sat down. He picked up his teacup and took a sniff, disagreeing, "It's nothing much."

"That's why you're prejudiced against Gui-Hao." The old lady glared at him and took a sip of her scented tea. "I really don't know what grudges the two of you had in your past life that would go so wrong."

"It's probably a grudge to kill my father." Shen Moxi joked.

"How could that be? Our Shen and Gu Families are lifelong friends, and I didn't think that this relationship would end up in the hands of you and Gu Zi Hao." Old Madam Shen took another sip of her scented tea and changed her tone. "How's the handling of the troublesome matters in the west side of the city coming along?"

"Basically, it has subsided."

"What about that guy surnamed Zhong?"

"I've settled in."

"How?"

"He was given a house in Wangye Garden." Shen Moxi lowered her eyes, afraid to look into the old lady's eyes.

When the old lady, who had been blowing on her lips with a teacup, heard his words, she stopped in her tracks as he had expected. Her eyes shot up like a fan as she looked at him in surprise.

It was as if Shen Moxi was the stranger she had first seen, not the grandson of a picture of the morning and evening.

"This is not your style." The old lady put the cup back on the table and looked at him. "Do you think it's really appropriate? Have you thought about the consequences? "My little ancestor!"

"I've thought about it. Just think of it as buying a good beer for the company."

"Spend 50 million to buy a beer for the company? Did I hear it wrong or did you say it wrong? "

"Grandmother, you didn't hear wrong, and I'm not wrong either." Shen Moxi sucked in a breath of air as the urge to strangle Cheng Tian Hua surfaced in his heart once again.

It was all because of this ignorant and foolish woman!

He steadied his heart and said, "Those who live there are all poor. Once we leave the village, there will be nothing left for us. Grandmother has always advocated doing good deeds and doing good deeds. Just treat it as doing good deeds."

This was the line that Cheng Tian had given him, he was now telling it to the old lady.

"But the price is too high. It really doesn't seem like you." The old lady shook her head helplessly. "I don't understand you anymore, Shen Moxi!"

I also don't understand myself anymore. Shen Moxi sighed in his heart.

Why did he help that idiot to take on such a burden? Let her speak to the old lady herself, let her receive a lecture, and understand how big of a mess she had caused, isn't that good?

The old lady was already unhappy about his insistence on building the amusement park, but now …

"Grandmother, don't worry. This money will be earned soon." He smiled reassuringly.

The old lady cast a sidelong glance at him and said, "So what if I'm worried? Is there still room? "

"I don't think so. Those people are really determined to waste their lives with us."

"Say hello to me in advance when you encounter something like this in the future." The old lady picked up her teacup and put it down again, losing all interest in drinking tea.

"Got it." Shen Mu looked at the old lady and smiled, "I want to know, how would Grandmother handle this matter?"

"Being polite in the mall will only make the company die faster. Of course I'm supporting your actions before. I've really taught you for nothing all these years."

That's right, if they continued to be this kind, it would only make the company exchange money faster!

Shen Muxi helplessly sighed, in his mind, he once again recalled how Cheng Tian had called him cold-blooded and heartless, looking down on him.

He shook his head violently, thinking how bad it was that he was being controlled by a woman.

After the two of them finished talking about their work, Shen Muxi raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock. He said to the old lady, "Grandmother, you should rest early. I'll head back to my room first."

"Wait a moment." The old lady called out to Shen Mushi, who was about to stand up from the sofa.

"Is there anything else?"

"I need to ask you something."

A bad premonition rose in his heart as Shen Moxi patiently waited for the old lady to speak.

The old granny did not stand on ceremony with him and went straight to the point. "Have you and Little Painting caused any trouble recently?"

Shen Moxi was speechless. Sure enough, he was asking about such a thing.

"Grandma, can you be more reserved?" He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I'm in a hurry, how can I hide it? Did he or did he not? Are you playing with me again? " The old lady made a face.

"It's been a while." Shen Mushui nodded his head like he was pounding garlic.

"Is the little painting pregnant yet?"

"Not yet."

"You asked her? She's on leave again this month? "

"Nope."

"Could it be that she was pregnant and didn't tell you?"

"No way." Shen Muxi couldn't help feeling confused when he replied. He remembered that Cheng Tian painting arrived on the 7th last month and it was already the 17th now. He had been intimate with her for the past few days.

"You have to serve snacks. It's been so long." The old lady couldn't help being nagging again.

"Got it." He rose from the sofa and left the living room.

The next day, Shen Muxi went to work early.

Cheng Tian Hua knew he was angry at himself, so he didn't dare to provoke him. He asked Little Li for a car and drove off.

If she didn't go to work at the company, she really didn't know what to do. She was so busy filming that she rarely had time to spare, and her colleagues weren't close to her and she didn't want to find them.

Finally, she drove the car to Xingtai Residence.

As the car turned into the garden to wait for the card, Cheng's gaze accidentally caught sight of a familiar figure through the window. It was He Hui.

She was stunned for a moment. Why would He Hui appear here?

At this moment, He Huizheng was on the phone as he walked towards the side door of the garden. His footsteps were brisk and natural, as if he wasn't in a hurry.

Behind him, there was a car honking its horn. Cheng Tianwen quickly picked up the card and lightly pressed the throttle to move the car away from the checkpoint. When she looked again, He Hui had already disappeared.

Ever since the poisoning incident when she and Shen Muxi moved out of the house, she and He Hui rarely met, and there was no conflict between them. On the surface, there was no conflict between them.

She wasn't sure if He Hui knew that she and Shen Muxi had moved to Tai An residence, but based on He Hui's feelings for Shen Muxi, it was impossible for him to not ask about it.

So it was a coincidence that she was here today? Or specially?

Cheng Tian Hua parked the car in the garage on the ground floor and took the elevator upstairs.

The password for the door was a string of birthday numbers. It was said that it was Yang Manxin's birthday. Cheng Tian had never changed the painting because he didn't want to have a conflict with Shen Moxi over such a small matter. Furthermore, she knew that even if she changed the password and poisoned Yang Tingxin to death, it would still shake her position in Shen Moxi's heart.

The room was exactly the same as it had been yesterday morning, with no sign of being entered.

Maybe it was just a coincidence that He Hui was here. It had nothing to do with her, she thought.

But whether or not He Hui's purpose was here, Cheng felt the need to reset the code.

She wanted to make the password her birthday, but... She had forgotten her birthday long ago. A car accident had made her forget everything.

She suddenly thought of Aunt Shuang. Wasn't Aunt Shuang her godmother? You'll know her birthday, won't you?

She took out her phone and dialed Aunt Shuang's number. The phone rang not long after it was picked up. Aunt Shuang smiled and said, "Little picture, I was about to call you, but I didn't expect you to call first."

"Did your godmother find me for something?" Cheng Tian asked.

"It's nothing, I just haven't called you for a few days to see how you're doing."

"Thank you for your concern, mother. I'm doing very well." Cheng Tian Painting felt a little ashamed, because she had never thought of calling Aunt Shuang to say hello.

Although Aunt Shuang claimed to be her godmother, perhaps because of her amnesia, she could not feel any kinship or familiarity from her body. In fact, she even felt a sense of familiarity. As a result, in these past few days, she had not been able to get close to Aunt Shuang, nor had she thought of calling her, because even if she did, she didn't know what to say.

"What about you, godmother? How are you?" she asked with concern.

"I'm still the same, nothing's wrong." Aunt Shuang asked, "How is your mother's preparation for the operation?"

"The plan has not been finalized yet. We still need to observe for a period of time."

"Oh, it's fine. Then let's wait a little longer. Oh, by the way, did you call me for anything?"

"It's like this. I want to ask mother if she remembers my birthday." Cheng Tian said.

Aunt Shuang, who was on the other side of the phone, was obviously startled. After a while, she suspiciously asked, "Of course I remember. Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"It's nothing. When I was setting up the password, I thought that everyone else would like to use their own birthdays as a substitute. I wanted to do the same."

"Oh …" Aunt Shuang smiled.

Cheng Tian Tu was surprised to find that the birthday Aunt Shuang told her was the same year as Yang's, just a different month. So all she had to do was change the four digits at the back.