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"You can't leave!" Sis Zhang grabbed her wrist with a serious expression. "I'm not trying to scare you. Come with me to the old lady and admit your wrongs."

"I'm not going!" He Hui struggled.

"You must go!" Sister Zhang gripped her wrist tightly and pulled her towards the living room. Seeing that she was adamant about it, she threatened, "Do you want me to call the madame here?"

His words were indeed useful. He Hui glared at her angrily, then turned and walked in the direction of the living room.

Before entering the living room, He Hui stopped and adjusted his emotions. His lips curved into an extremely natural smile. Only when he felt that he was ready did he enter.

"Old madam, are you looking for me?" She stopped in front of the old lady, smiling sweetly.

The old lady raised her gaze and sized her up from top to bottom. She went straight to the point, "Little Painting said that you were the one who secretly gave her the pill? Were you the one who designed the accident? "

He Hui didn't expect the old lady to ask him so directly. Fortunately, she had prepared well before coming here, so she maintained her expression. "Old lady, do you believe her or do you believe me?"

"I believe her." The old lady said.

He Hui was stunned. This was something she had not expected.

She was getting anxious. "Madam, how can you trust her? Didn't you say it yourself? She and Eldest Young Master both moved out, so how could I drug them? And the accident, I can't see the future, how can I know which car she's going to drive out? Besides, I'm not familiar with cars... "

"Alright!" The old lady interrupted her with a look of boredom, "Do you really think I'm an old fool? Deceiving me with lies again and again. Do you really think that I believed your story about the poisoning incident? Do you believe that you're innocent? I didn't want to punish you. I wanted to give you a chance to start anew. Looks like my decision last time was wrong. Not only did you not learn it well, you even changed to Ben Gali! "

"I don't have it, I really don't." He Hui shook her head. Even if she died, she was still the best at it. Naturally, she wouldn't let him off.

"Do you always want me to find the evidence and place it in front of you?" The old lady gritted her teeth, "Let me tell you, He Hui, if it really comes to that, don't blame me for not showing mercy, I'll get you out of jail!"

"I …" He Hui was speechless.

Sister Zhang rushed to kneel in front of the old lady, her tears pouring down, "Madame, please don't do this. Little Hui is still so young, how can he go to jail? You will ruin her life. "

"Little Wei, just admit to it. Actually, the madame had already guessed that you were the one who did it. She defended you so much, so why don't you know how to be grateful?"

"I... What am I admitting, Mom? Are you getting old? Why don't you believe me? " He Hui shouted in exasperation. Even her mother wouldn't help her, which made her angry and helpless.

The old lady suddenly leaned over and stared at He Hui indifferently. "Did you really not do anything?"

"No …"

"Alright, I'll call the police immediately and have them come over to investigate and return your innocence."

The old lady moved into a chair and made as if to pick up the phone and dial.

He Hui panicked. The last line of defense in his heart finally collapsed. She rushed over and hugged the old lady's arm as she cried, "Madam, please don't call. Please don't call the police station."

If the police really wanted to investigate, they would do their best to solve the case using the Shen family's power and influence. At that time, she would really have no way out. If she confessed to the old woman, at least she was sure she wouldn't be punished too severely.

Looking at her tear-stained face, the old mistress' heart ached.

Although she had already guessed it, she was still disappointed, disappointed, and even more so pained to hear her admit it!

She had always treated He Hui like her own granddaughter. He Hui, who she had just given her a chance to, actually did such a wicked thing?

The old lady clenched her fists and took a deep breath. It took her a while to regain her composure, and then she looked at her disdainfully and said, "What do you think I should do with you? "Little Hui?"

"Madame, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I won't dare to do it again …" He Hui threw himself in front of the old lady, begging with tears in her eyes, and began to play the sad card. Cheng Tian Hua couldn't do it in front of the old lady, but she knew that if she used it, it would definitely work.

The old lady coldly withdrew her legs and said: "I will give you two choices now. First, apologize to Little Painted, marry the Second Young Master of the Ding Family immediately, and secondly, apologize to Little Painted, work at a branch office in the United States, and never return to the Shen family, not to mention to see Eldest Young Master and Little Painted."

Since he had decided to keep Cheng Tian painting, he had to take He Hui away. This was a choice he had no other choice.

He Hui was stunned, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the old lady in astonishment.

Although the Ding Clan's Second Young Master was not as handsome as Shen Moxi, he had quite a decent background. He had a refined appearance and his words and demeanor were refined and refined. He had studied at the same school as He Hui and was older than her by two years. She had been pursuing He Hui since a long time ago, so she had always been a candidate in the eyes of Old Granny and Sister Zhang.

Helpless, He Hui's heart and soul were all focused on Shen Moxi, and he simply wasn't interested in Shen Moxi at all.

Now that the old lady wanted her to marry Young Master Ding in the shortest possible time, she naturally didn't want to.

"What is it? You think this punishment is too heavy? " the old lady mocked, looking at her shocked expression.

"Not heavy, not heavy at all." After Sister Zhang had finished speaking, she grabbed He Hui's arm and shook it, saying, "Little Wei, the madame has done her best to help you. Please thank her quickly. Young Master Ding is sincere to you, just agree to marry her."

"Extreme benevolence?" He Hui shook his mother's hand away in annoyance. With a smile that was uglier than crying, he cast a sidelong glance at the old lady. "Forcing me to marry a man I don't love, is that doing everything for you? "Old madam, you should know that I am infatuated with the young master."

"It's precisely because you're so infatuated with the Eldest Young Master that I have to marry you off as soon as possible and cut off your thoughts that you shouldn't have!"

"Why? Why can't I marry the eldest young master? In the end, which part of me is inferior to that woman in the Cheng Tian painting? " He Hui cried and shouted, "Everything I did was because I loved the young master too much. In order to get closer to the young master, I studied hard and worked hard to make myself outstanding. I admit that I lost to Yang Tianxin that year, because Yang Tianxin has a rich background. But what about Cheng Tian painting? A divorced woman, a woman unknown to Young Master Gu, what right did she have to be the eldest young master's wife? Why, madame, would you rather choose such a wretched woman than consider me? "Why?"

"Little Hui, stop talking …" Sister Zhang tried to dissuade her with tears in her eyes.

Her daughter was deeply in love with Shen Mubai. She understood his feelings better than anyone else, and she also felt pain in her heart more than anyone else.

"Don't touch me!" He Hui shook off Sister Zhang's hand, turned his head and glared at her, "Are you my biological mother or not? Surely not? Otherwise, why would he treat his own daughter this way? It's fine if you never help me, but you're always dragging me down. As a mother, they all want their daughter to live a happy life, but what about you? "What about you …?"

"How can you talk like that, Little Wei …" Being hated so much by her daughter, Sister Zhang was in so much pain that she couldn't speak anymore.

He was only crying, trying to get the old lady to retract her orders, because she couldn't do either the first or the second.

Marrying Young Master Ding would leave her in despair for the rest of her life. If she left Bincheng and went to America, she would suffer for the rest of her life.

The old lady took a deep breath and said, "It's not that I don't want to give you a chance, it's that God doesn't want to give you a chance. You and Eldest Young Master grew up together and got along day and night together, but Eldest Young Master didn't have any feelings for you. Little Painting might not be any better than you, but she was lucky enough to have a face similar to Yang Tenxin's. She could grab hold of Eldest Young Master's heart, and in less than half a year, she could make Eldest Young Master die for her. "No, so you're not.

He Hui smiled bitterly, "If you had insisted on marrying me to the Young Master, with the same unyielding attitude as you had insisted on marrying Cheng Tian Hua, perhaps the Eldest Young Master would have fallen in love with me and died for me."

"Stop lying to yourself. If you love the young master, you should understand his temperament. You are not his type. If I were to marry you to him, then not only would you be lonely for your entire life, but also your eldest young master would be empty for your entire life. " The old lady stood up from the sofa and leaned over her. "I'll give you one day to think about it. Tell me about your decision tonight."

The old lady took two steps and turned to look at her. "No matter which way you go in the future, you'll always be able to enjoy yourself. If you still have any conscience, you should thank me for my kindness and love."

After leaving the Shen family's mansion, Cheng Tian Hua didn't know where he should go.

Right now, it didn't seem right for her to go anywhere. Going to the hospital was useless, and she couldn't really jump off a building to force herself to death.

She sat alone on the edge of the freezing river, allowing the cold wind to seep into her body.

Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, but aside from the people rushing in and out of the river, almost no one stayed. In her opinion, these people were much luckier than she was. At least they all had busy targets.

Cheng Tian drew his collar in front of his chest and watched the large boat on the river move about. When his eyes became tired from watching, he withdrew his gaze and tried to close his eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she found that there was half a head sticking out of the fence right in front of her. She was stunned. Who was it that was so reckless as to sit outside the fence?

She stood up from the stone chair and walked towards the small head. It was a boy about six or seven years old, dressed in extremely thin clothes. He was sitting outside the fence with his legs crossed. With his back to her, Cheng could not see his face nor his expression.

After looking at him for a moment, Cheng Tian Painted's lips curled up as he smiled and said, "Little friend, you can't sit there. It's very dangerous."

The boy turned his head when he heard the voice. It was a beautiful child. Cheng Tian Hua recognized him at a glance. He was the one who had been involved in the treatment for his congenital heart disease. Because he was very beautiful and had a few hints of Shen Mouxi's shadow, and because his surname was also Shen, Cheng Tian Painting remembered him very vividly. She even remembered that the little boy's name was Shen Nian Tong.

Cheng Tian Hua was startled and asked, "Why is it you?"

The little boy sized her up and asked in surprise, "Elder sister, do you know me?"

"I know you. I know you're called Shen Nian Tong, right?"

"How did sister know me?"

"Because I treated you. I'm a doctor."