C17

Before the wedding, Cheng Tian had met with Sis Zhang and arranged a table full of all kinds of jewelry and gifts.

She only had one condition: she didn't want a wedding.

This confused Sister Zhang. What kind of woman didn't want her wedding to be grand and luxurious?

He had arranged to get married at the Civil Affairs Bureau on Saturday. Today was Friday, the last day he would be single.

To commemorate this beautiful day, Cheng Tian Painting walked alone on the busy street. He ate delicious food, wore a famous dress, and wore shoes that were ten centimeters tall. He dressed himself beautifully and flirtatiously.

She had her own memories. For the first time, she treated him so well.

Behind the department store was the riverside, riverside road, where couples were sitting, walking, or standing.

Cheng found a stone chair and sat down, quietly watching the happy people coming and going in front of him.

It wasn't until it was dark that she got up and walked home.

After a sleepless night, she woke up early the next day. She packed up the few gifts she had received, picked up her ID and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau at the agreed time with Sister Zhang.

When she arrived, Sister Zhang was already waiting at the door. She received the greeting with a smile and said, "Miss Cheng, you've come at the right time. Young Master has just arrived."

Young Master...

If Sister Zhang hadn't mentioned it, Cheng Tian Painting would have forgotten the existence of such a person. These days, she had always treated the matter of marriage as a task, as a business deal. It didn't matter who the groom was, even if there was no groom.

As expected, the other party was extremely rich. They would receive people for every marriage, and they would have a special VIP room to handle the formalities.

When Cheng Tian Painting entered the VIP room, Shen Moxi was standing in front of the dressing mirror with his back straight and his arms outstretched, allowing his two subordinates to adjust his suit back and forth.

This man had a good figure, the old lady didn't lie to her about that. Cheng Tian Hua thought to himself.

"Young Master, Miss Cheng is here." Sister Zhang said respectfully.

Hearing Sister Zhang's voice, Shen Moxi turned around and looked at her. Cheng Tian Hua was stunned as he stared at this handsome and charming man in a suit.

How could it be him? How could that be?

The old lady didn't tell her that her grandson was Shen Mushui … No, she seemed to have told him that she didn't take it to heart.

Cheng Tian Painting suddenly recalled the night when Shen Mouxi was drunk and said that he wouldn't marry Cheng Tian Painting. He suddenly remembered the next day when Shen Mouxi was sober and asked her to marry him.

Shen Mushi took two steps forward and leaned over to whisper into Cheng Tian Hua's ear. "Don't you hate me? I thought you were going to run away, why aren't you running away? "

Why didn't you flee? If she ran away, he wouldn't have to marry her.

The corner of Cheng Tian Hua's lips twitched, but he did not utter a single word from the beginning to the end.

Although she was shocked, she did not completely lose her reason. Even if she knew that Shen Moxi was the good grandson that the old lady spoke of, what could she do? Did she still have the choice to not marry?

"I thought you were different from other women. It seems that other than your temper being worse than theirs, there's no other difference." Shen Muxi turned back mockingly and adjusted his bow tie in front of the mirror.

"What about you? Why didn't you escape? " Cheng Tian Painting looked at him in disdain. He could tell that he didn't want to marry at all. That night, the 'An Xin' that he kept yelling about must be his lover, right? That was the woman he wanted to marry the most, right?

Shen Moxi glanced at her from the mirror and laughed.

After arranging his clothes, he walked to a chair in front of a red background and sat down.

"Miss Cheng." Sister Zhang threw a meaningful glance at Cheng Tian.

After a moment of hesitation, Cheng Tian took off his windbreaker and walked to the seat beside Shen Moxi.

Two people that could be said to be complete strangers … He actually sat on the same chair and took a photo. Furthermore, it was a wedding photo. Cheng Tian Painting felt both awkward and awkward.

However, the cameraman was still gesticulating, "Please come closer... "Come closer, smile happily …"

Cheng Tian Hua tried his best to smile as he moved closer and closer to Shen Mushi.

The photographer finished taking a picture, looked at it and shook his head. "Not intimate enough. Let's do it again."

Cheng Tian Painting frowned. He really couldn't understand why this young photographer would call it real. It was just a wedding picture, the law wouldn't reject a marriage relationship because the photo wasn't intimate enough.

Just as she was at a loss for words, Shen Muxi suddenly reached out his arm and pulled her into his embrace. He gave the photographer a fake smile and said, "Is this intimate enough? "Excuse me?"

As he was too strong, Cheng Tian Hua smashed his head into his chest, causing her to gasp in pain. She raised her head to glare at him angrily, but just happened to be in contact with his evil smile.

In order to finish the film as soon as possible, she quietly withdrew from his arms and leaned close to him, smiling.

"Okay, that's it. One, two, two... "Beautiful!" The photographer quickly pressed the shutter and fixed the two of them in the camera.

After taking the photos, the two of them followed the procedure of submitting the information and signing their names. The whole process went smoothly and quickly.

For a long time, she was silent, as if she had lost her soul.

She finally came back to her senses the moment she stepped into the hospital.

It was only in the hospital that she could become rational and serious. This was her job, and she could not allow anything to go wrong.

After a day of peace and quiet, when she walked out of the hospital, the car sent by the Shen family was already waiting for her at the entrance.

"Good afternoon, Young Madam. I'm in charge of receiving you, Little Li." The driver was a smiling young man, polite and respectful.

Young Madam, this wasn't a strange title.

It was just that one week ago, she was still the young mistress of the Lin Clan, but today, she had suddenly become the young lady of the Shen Clan. It had only been a short week.

Cheng Tian Hua gave him a polite nod, glanced around and lowered his voice, "Please don't call me Young Mistress while I'm in the hospital, thank you."

"Oh, yes." Little Li nodded and opened the back door for her.

The Shen family's villa was built in a Feng Shui treasure plot on the west side of Bincheng City. It was grand, high-end, and grand. It was at least twice as big as the Lin Family's mansion.

Today was the day that Cheng Tian drew and entered the Shen family's mansion for the first time, and also the day that he officially returned home. Previously when he was good with Lin Yuan, he had even lived in the Water Emperor Palace, so he was not a person who had not seen a big scene. However, the moment she stepped into the Shen family, she still felt a little nervous and uncomfortable in her heart.

She knew that what she feared was not the grandeur of the house, but its occupants, the man she was completely unfamiliar with but most closely related to.

"Yo, my granddaughter-in-law is back." Old Mrs. Shen walked up and smiled while holding Cheng Tian's hand. "Good girl, please call me grandma."

"Grandmother." Cheng Tian Hua politely greeted him.

"It's so nice. I've been looking forward to hearing you call her grandmother for a long time." Old Lady Shen laughed even more excitedly.

"This is Madam, the mother of Young Master Mu." Sister Zhang introduced Cheng Tian painting to a noble lady with a smile.

The last time they met, she had used the identity of Lin Yuan's wife to call her aunt. It had only been less than a month, but she had called her mother as Shen Mouxi's wife.

This Madam Shen who looked down on the Lin Family from the bottom of her heart, how much did she despise her now?

"Mom." She called out obediently.

No matter what, he couldn't get rid of this' mother '.

Madam Shen smiled and nodded at her. Her tone was hard to conceal her ridicule. "We meet again."

Cheng Tian Hua smiled uncomfortably and backed away from her.

"This is the young miss, Shen Yuqing." Sister Zhang pointed at the young beauty beside her and continued to introduce her.

Without waiting for Cheng Tian Hua to speak, Shen Yuqing smiled and said, "You still sound young as a sister-in-law, but how old are you as a cousin? Thank you, sister-in-law?"

"Yuqing." Cheng Tian Painting sized up the seemingly pure, fair skin and slim figure of the young lady before him. Compared to Madam Shen, she seemed much more amiable.

"Our family's Yuqing has always been a talker. Don't blame her for that, Sky Painting." Old Mistress Shen gave Shen Yuqing a reproachful glance, and Shen Yuqing chuckled.

The old lady suddenly turned around and asked Little Li: "Where's Eldest Young Master? "Why isn't he back yet?"

Little Li quickly said, "Eldest Young Master has some social meetup tonight, so he won't be coming back to eat."

"This little brat, doesn't he know that today is the first day that Heaven's Painting will return home?"

"Eldest Young Master said …" Little Li hesitated and didn't continue.

Today, when he told the Eldest Young Master that he must come back for dinner tonight, the Eldest Young Master only said three words to him, "I can't eat anymore."

If he told her the truth, wouldn't the old lady be so angry that she would jump off a building? It was better not to say.

"Mushy's always been busy, don't mind him." The old lady was afraid that Cheng Tian Hua would think too much about it, so she patted her hands and comforted him.

How could Cheng Tian painting not understand Shen Mushui's thoughts? It was just that she didn't care if he came back to eat or not. It was best if he didn't even come back to sleep, so that she wouldn't have to face things that made her feel awkward just by thinking about them.

"I know." She continued to maintain a decent smile.

From the moment she entered, Cheng Tian Hua felt a hateful gaze following her. She turned her face slightly, and sure enough, she saw a young girl standing by the door, glaring at her.

She was a young girl who was at most twenty years old. She did not have Shen Yuqing's famous clothing or exquisite accessories, nor did she have Shen Yuqing's noble aura, but she had a kind of natural beauty to her. From the beginning till the end, Sister Zhang didn't introduce her. It was obvious that she wasn't an important person in this family.

Cheng Tian Hua didn't understand why she was looking at him with such hatred. There were so many servants in the Shen family, so she didn't have the mood to think about them one by one.

Besides Lady Shen, Old Madam Shen and Shen Yuqing were both people who liked to talk and laugh, so the atmosphere at the dining table was quite relaxed and warm.

After dinner, Cheng Tian Painting was led by Sister Zhang to a master bedroom on the second floor. The bedroom was luxuriously decorated, with a gray style, giving off a masculine yang air. As he was immersed in it, Cheng Tian Hua felt a stifling sensation in her heart. She had never liked things that were so profound like this.

After having said everything that needed to be done, Sister Zhang said respectfully, "Young Madam, if you need anything, feel free to tell me. I will send someone to arrange it as soon as possible."

"Okay, thanks."

"Then... I'll be going out first. You should rest early. "

"Yes."

After Sister Zhang left, Cheng Tian Painted walked to the big bed in the middle of the bedroom and sat down. The big bed was very soft, with a light and unique male scent enveloping her.

After leaving Shen Muxi's bedroom, Sister Zhang, who had been tired all day, started beating her arms with her fists as she walked towards the residence next to the main house. As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, she was startled by a figure that had suddenly appeared.

"Little Wei, why are you standing here?" Sister Zhang was patting her chest as she scolded her daughter in a bad mood.

He Hui's eyes were so red that it seemed as though he had just cried. He glared furiously at Sister Zhang. "Mom, is Young Master Mu really going to get married to that Cheng Tian Painting?"

"Not really. It's already decided." Sister Zhang glanced at her, then turned around and took out a pair of pajamas from the wardrobe to take a bath.

He Hui grabbed his mother's arm and said angrily, "What? Married? How can you allow that girl to marry Young Master Mu? Mom, are you crazy? "

A few days ago, when she heard that the old granny had the intention of making Young Master Mu marry the woman in the newspaper, she was thinking of an excuse to persuade the old granny. She didn't expect that in less than a week, the woman had already moved into the Shen family.

"Why not?" Sister Zhang retorted.

"You know that …" He Hui's face turned red, he was so anxious that he was about to cry. "..." I have always liked Young Master Mu. "

"It's precisely because I know that you like Young Master Mu that I tried my best to get along with them." Big Sis Zhang looked at her daughter with a helpless expression, "First of all, it's the old granny's wish to have Young Master Mu marry the Heaven Painting. Even if the old madam disagrees, how could the old granny listen to a servant's advice? Secondly, Young Master Mu is the future heir to the Shen Group and is the direct descendant of the Shen family. As servants, we need to know our own limitations.

"Mom, can you not talk about 'servant' all day long and lower yourself to the price? What era is it now?! Do we all know about equality? And what about her Cheng Tian painting? "What else does she have other than her face?"

Sister Zhang stared at her and said seriously: "What the old lady wants is her face with Yang Tingxin. "You don't have a family background, you don't have a peerless beauty, and you don't even have a face like Yang Manxin. Why do you think Young Master Mu would like you, and the old lady like you?"

He Hui bit his lips as tears welled up in his eyes.

She had never felt that she was much worse than any other woman, and her birth was something she could not change, so she had to change herself the day after tomorrow. In order to close the distance between her and Young Master Mu, she had to exercise every day to increase and decrease her weight. Every day, she had to study hard in order to get into the same university as Young Master Mu. In the first round, she lost to Yang Tingxin. She was angry, but she admitted defeat because Yang Tingxin was outstanding regardless of family background, appearance, or how he dealt with things. But now that she lost to Cheng Tian painting who had nothing left, she couldn't be convinced no matter what.

Seeing her daughter so sad, Sister Zhang couldn't bear it anymore. She patted her shoulder and sighed, "Little Hui, Mom knows you're feeling terrible inside, but Young Master Mu's status is too high, it's really not something we can reach. Just forget about him."

"I can't forget." He Hui wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve, glared at his mother and left.