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He did not return to the bedroom until the next morning.

Cheng Tian Painting fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up, it would be the next morning.

She stood in front of the French window and looked at Yang Manxin's bedroom. She wondered if he was still inside. Had he not slept all night?

With a light sigh, she turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up. After changing her clothes, she went downstairs, but she did not see Shen Moxi at the dining table.

The atmosphere at the table was heavy, even Shen Yuqing, who was usually lively, had quietened down.

Shen Yuqing claimed that she was in a hurry and left the room with a sandwich. Lady Shen also claimed that she was full and left the table.

Only Old Lady Shen and Cheng Tian Painting were left on the dining table. After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Tian Painted asked the Old Granny with a smile, "Grandmother, has Mu Xi left?"

"Yes, I left early in the morning." Old Madam Shen sized her up and then said, "I've already heard about the bidding from LILY. Mu Xi will be fine after a while, don't take it to heart."

She had lost the ground, but why did the old lady have no intention of blaming her? On the contrary, he was trying to comfort her?

The old lady could see the doubt in her heart. She smiled and said, "I still trust your character."

"Thank you, Grandma." Otherwise, the old lady would be the first and only person willing to believe her.

"Don't blame Moussi either." The old lady hesitated for a moment and then continued, "Mubai had promised Yang Tingxin that he would build a playground on this piece of land. Now that he's lost his spot, there's no hope for the playground, so it's understandable for him to be so angry."

Cheng Tian Hua's hands tightened around the cup as he raised his head to look at the old lady in surprise.

It turned out that Shen Muxi had marked the land for Yang Tianxin to build an amusement park.

Spending so much money just for a single woman? Young Master Shen sure has the aura of an ancient monarch!

No wonder Shen Moxi was so angry, even having the urge to kill her. No wonder he went to Yang Manxin's room last night and didn't come back. So …

Hearing this news, Cheng Tian Hua felt a bit uncomfortable. She knew that she shouldn't have this kind of feeling, shouldn't have extravagantly hoped that Shen Moxi would fall in love with her, and furthermore, shouldn't have fought over Yang Tinxin's favor.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself not to be envious, not to care.

"Grandma, I won't blame him." She smiled and took a sip of her milk, not allowing the old lady to see her little thoughts.

Old Lady Shen said somewhat disappointedly, "Actually, I would rather see you get jealous and be sad."

"Mushi originally loved Yang Tianxin." She forced a smile, as if comforting the old lady, but also as if comforting herself.

Cheng Tian had never thought that he would see Lin Ting's figure in the Shen family's office.

"Why is this Miss Lin here again?" After work, Little Ji glared at Shen Muxi's office door and snappily said.

"You talk too much!" LILY stared at her and growled. He then turned to Cheng Tian Painting who was carrying the coffee and said with a smile, "How about... Let me carry it in. "

"No need, you can all go eat." Cheng Tian gave her a smile.

Just now, before Lin Ting walked into Shen Moxi's office, her footsteps stopped. Her gaze swept over to Cheng Tian Painting as she said with a mocking voice, "Secretary Cheng, can I trouble you to make me a cup of coffee? It's freshly ground."

That posture, that manner, it was as if she was Shen Moxi's wife or girlfriend.

Of course she agreed readily. It was her duty as a secretary.

She knocked on the door. After receiving permission, she pushed the door open and walked in. She happened to see Lin Ting hugging Shen Moxi's arm in a spoiled manner as she said, "Let's go eat western cuisine. You promised to treat me."

"No problem." Shen Mushui nodded with a smile.

Cheng Tian Hua lowered his eyes. He was puzzled in his heart. Weren't these two cousins? How could he be so bored?

"Miss Lin, here's your coffee." She placed the coffee tray in front of Lin Ting.

Lin Ting cast a sidelong glance at the coffee, her eyebrows creasing, "Didn't I say to grind it on the spot? Why did you give me instant solution? "

Cheng Tian Painting held the tray with a polite smile on his face, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin. This is not a coffee shop, nor is it a leisure area. It's an office space, so there's no actual wear and tear here."

"There must be something that's been cooked, right?" Lin Ting was dissatisfied.

There were some that were still cooking, but Cheng Tian Painting was not willing to cook it for her.

"Yes, but I'm sorry, I don't know how to operate that thing."

"You …!" Lin Ting was furious.

Shen Moxi watched the two of them fight back and forth between the both of them, a faint, playful smile appearing on his lips. She then grabbed Lin Ting's hand, her smile softening, "It's just ground coffee, isn't the one in the Western Restaurant even purer?"

"That's true. Let's go and eat western food." Lin Ting laughed.

The two of them stood up from their chairs and walked around the office desk towards the door. As they passed by Cheng Tian painting, Lin Ting didn't forget to give her a proud smile.

Cheng Tian painting froze on the spot as a small flame rose in his heart.

From the day she married into the Lin Clan, Lin Ting had bullied her in every way possible. Now that she had already divorced Lin Yuan, how could she possibly escape her shadow? Why?

Last time at the banquet, he tore apart her skirt, making her lose face in front of countless nobles, and now he came to embarrass her, does he really think that she, Cheng Tian Hua, is a soft persimmon that can only be kneaded as she pleases?

She suddenly turned around, and called out to the two's backs: "Chief Shen, wait a moment."

Shen Moxi stopped walking and turned his head to look at her. "What is it?"

"Chief Shen, have you forgotten? Today, we have an appointment for lunch with He family's Director He to discuss the details of the contract." She slowly followed him out, looked at Shen Mushi's face full of suspicion, and used her lower jaw to point at a small season at the side. Little Ji didn't tell her? "

"I... I'm sorry, I forgot. " Little Ji, who had been called, hurriedly said.

When Xiao Ji heard Cheng Tian Hua mention his name, the first thing he thought of was whether he had failed his duty. Although she wasn't sure if Cheng Tian Painting had told her about the matter of him telling Chief Shen about the meal, she immediately admitted her mistake.

Cheng Tian Painting went back to his seat to take the bag, then returned to Shen Muxi and said, "Chief Shen, I've already prepared the materials, can we go now?"

Cheng Tian Painting glanced at the ashen-faced Lin Ting, then turned to Little Ji and said, "Little Ji, accompany Miss Lin to the Western Restaurant for lunch. Remember to order a pot of freshly grinded coffee for Miss Lin."

"Alright." Little Ji was instantly overjoyed.

Great, there was a free western meal, and most importantly, she could still see that annoying Miss Lin rolling away from CEO Shen.

"Miss Lin, please remember to eat and drink well. You are welcome." Cheng Tian Hua turned to the ashen-faced Lin Ting and said with a smile.

"Dearest, there's no other way. Next time, I'll have to invite you again." Shen Moxi patted Lin Ting's shoulder, appearing a little apologetic.

Lin Ting stiffly smiled, "It doesn't matter, it will all be the same sooner or later."

"Yeah, it's going to be the same sooner or later." "But the customer is different. Director Shen, we still have ten minutes to get there."

Hearing that she was running out of time, Shen Moxi had no choice but to walk quickly towards the elevator with her.

The two of them stepped into the elevator and the elevator door slowly closed. Watching the angry Lin Ting, Cheng Tian Hua's lips curved up into a smile, imitating her previous expression and giving her a cold and noble smile.

The two of them arrived at a high-end Chinese restaurant in the city center. When Cheng Tian painting was on the road, he had already reserved a place and ordered dishes.

Shen Muxi looked at his watch as he sat down. "Didn't you say there are still ten minutes?"

It had been twenty minutes since the company had arrived, since the road wasn't too far away.

Perhaps it was because he had not slept for the night, but his eyes were bloodshot. The gaze that looked down on her was no longer angry, but cold as an icehouse.

Carefully combed hair, dark blue fur collar coat, straight line slacks... Even after his sorry state, he was still the charming man he usually was.

And what attracted Cheng Tian's attention the most wasn't his beautiful appearance, nor his identity as a gold coin, but … His obsession with Yang Manxin.

Old Mrs. Shen was right about one thing. In today's society, how many people could be as devoted to loving as she was to loving someone?

Seeing Lin Ting intimately holding Shen Muxi's arm and smiling proudly at him, Cheng Tian Hua was neither jealous nor worried, because she knew that Shen Muxi loved the superficial Lin Ting.

Her retaliation was to suppress Lin Ting's arrogance. She wanted to let her to know that she was no longer the pitiful person who had been attached to the Lin Clan.

The waiter placed two cups of fruit juice in front of the two of them and politely asked, "Would you two like to serve the dishes now?"

"Let's go now." Cheng Tian gave him a smile.

The waiter nodded and left.

"Will Director He come or not?" Shen Muxi's action of taking off his coat stopped, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes as he looked at Cheng Tian's painting.

"Nope." Cheng Tian Hua shook his head. "I made an appointment with Director He at noon tomorrow."

"You …!" Shen Moxi put on his overcoat that had been half taken off and stood up to glare at her in anger. "Cheng Tian Painting, you tricked me here for the sake of being favoured? Who gave you the guts? "

Seeing that he was about to leave, Cheng Tian Hua hurriedly grabbed his hand and said anxiously, "Shen Mu Xi, I wanted to treat you to a meal to express my apologies. "I know that piece of land in the west of the city holds great meaning for you. I'm also very regretful, but I …"

"So you know all about it." Shen Muxi turned his head and sneered: "So this is your true goal, but I'll tell you …"

Shen Muxi retracted her small hand and looked at her closely. His palm was as warm as spring, but the words that left his mouth were as cold as winter: "… "Even if you do get rid of that land on the west side of the city, my feelings for Yang Tingxin will not change because of this. The more you do this, the more I hate you, I advise you to save your energy and stop this useless effort."

"I did not... "Ah …!" Cheng Tian Hua was about to speak up to defend himself when Shen Mouxi flung her coldly onto the sofa.

"I told you, if you want me to forgive you, you can. Just give me the land back." Shen Moxi threw down these words and walked away.

Looking at the figure's furious back, Cheng Tiantang was speechless.

It seemed that she had messed things up again. She had wanted to treat him to lunch and was apologizing to him formally. However, she didn't expect that it would lead to a greater misunderstanding.

How did I become a despicable villain who intentionally wrecked him and Yang Manxin and purposely got rid of them? This accusation was really hard for her to accept.

Cheng Tian Painting helplessly sat up from the sofa, seeing the dishes that were brought up on the table one after another, all of which were Shen Moxi's favorite dishes. He felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Faced with such a scene, she didn't know how she should end it. Should she eat in silence, or walk away dejectedly?

Just as she didn't know where to go, a familiar voice rang in her ears. "Little Painting, why are you here as well?"

Cheng Tian Painting raised his head and saw Aunt Shuang looking at him with a face full of joy and surprise.

"Godmother." Cheng Tian Hua stood up and tried his best to suppress the disappointment in his heart as he asked with a smile, "Why are you here too?"

"I've invited a friend for a meal, but my friend was busy and was just about to leave."

"It just so happens that I was also given a free meal. Let's eat together." Cheng Tian laughed as he pointed at the dishes on the table.

Aunt Shuang did not refuse and sat down on Shen Moxi's seat.

Looking at Aunt Shuang, who was smiling benevolently, he recalled her kind words yesterday. It was really hard to think of such a kind person as a bad guy who harbored ill intentions towards him.

"You're too thin. Eat more meat." Aunt Shuang put a piece of beef into Cheng Tian's bowl and looked at her with concern. "Why does it look like there's something on your mind?" Is it because of your mother? "

She was already purposely hiding her face, so how could someone see through her thoughts so easily?

She didn't know how to explain her grudge with Shen Moxi to Aunt Shuang, nor did she want to let her worry about it. She said, "It really is a bit tangled up."

"What's wrong?"

"Godmother." Cheng Tian Hua straightened his body and stared at her, then said with a serious expression, "The hospital said that they can perform surgery on my mother. After the surgery, my mother might wake up, but the risk is huge, there's only a 50% chance of that happening. I'm worried about the failure of the operation. Do you think I should accept or reject it? "

"Of course it's to accept." Aunt Shuang did not even think about it.

"The godmother thinks I should?" Cheng Tian painting was taken aback.

She thought that Auntie Shuang would give her ambiguous suggestions like everyone else. After all, failure was life, and no one would support her so decisively. Who would have thought that Auntie Shuang would agree without even thinking about it?

"This is a good opportunity. You should take it." Aunt Shuang sighed and continued, "I understand what you're thinking. You're afraid of losing your mother, but have you thought about how your mother feels? She's lying there all the time now, unable to get up, unable to see the outside world, unable to feel the outside sun, even your dearest daughter can't open her eyes to see. What's the difference between this and death? Maybe she wanted to be free more than anyone. "Now that she has a fifty percent chance of success, I think if she chose it herself, she would definitely choose the operation."

"Is that so?" Cheng Tian Hua asked.

All along, she had only considered her own feelings, but had never considered them from the point of view of her mother. For example, after hearing Aunt Shuang's words today, she suddenly felt that her previous thoughts were truly selfish.

"Oh, the prawns here look delicious, let me peel them for you." Aunt Shuang smiled as she wiped her hands with a wet towel. She picked up a prawn from the plate and peeled it.

Cheng Tian Painting quickly said, "No need, I'll do it myself."

"What are you afraid of? "A godmother isn't an outsider. When you were young, you loved to find a godmother to peel prawns for you." Aunt Shuang suddenly thought of something, looked at her hands and laughed. "Little picture, are you afraid that your mother's hands won't be clean? Then the godmother will go wash up. "

"No …" Before Cheng Tian painting could finish, Aunt Shuang had already stood up and walked towards the washroom. She lightly sucked in a breath of air, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. Perhaps it was because there were too few people who cared about him, but he was suddenly unable to adapt to the sudden appearance of a godmother who cared about him so much.

A cellphone's ringtone suddenly rang beside his ear. Cheng Tian Hua woke up from his daze and found that the phone that Aunt Shuang had placed on the table had rung.

She glanced in the direction of the washroom. Aunt Shuang had not come out yet.

The cellphone continued to ring, as if it would not rest until its owner answered the phone.

Cheng Tian Hua stretched out his hand to take the phone, hesitating as to whether he should pick it up, but the phone suddenly stopped ringing. A short moment later, a message popped up on the screen: "Mrs. Yang, I'm already here."

Mrs. Yang, for the first time, knew that Auntie Shuang had such a name. She put the phone back across the table and lowered her head to eat the dishes in the bowl.

After a while, Aunt Shuang came out of the bathroom. Cheng Tian drew a smile and reminded her, "Mother, your phone just rang."

"Is that so?" Aunt Shuang was startled for a moment. She picked up her phone and quickly scanned through it. When she saw the text on the screen, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. She then looked at Cheng Tian Painting with a smile and said, "That friend of mine is here."

"Then mother go accompany your friends."

"Are you all right? How about you go with your godmother? "

"No need." Cheng Tian Hua watched her carry her handbag and watched her leave.