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He Hui walked into Shen Mansion with the food box in his hand. He walked unhindered all the way to the top floor of the CEO's office.

Her chestnut curls were loose on her shoulders, and she was dressed in a pink-blue dress that reached to her knees and cost a fortune. Her legs were covered with transparent silk stockings, and she wore a fancy windbreaker over it.

A few were mature and a few were pure. He could be considered a beauty.

"Miss He, Director Shen is in a meeting right now, and asked you to wait for him in his office." Assistant Peng said with a smile.

He Hui was stunned for a moment. His heart skipped a beat as he stared at Assistant Peng and asked, "What's the matter?"

She had only come to see him off for the afternoon and had come often before. Every time she had come to Shen Moxi, she would only be busy with her work and rarely interacted with him. Was the reason why he asked her to stay was because of that matter?

Normally, in order to have more opportunities to interact with Shen Moxi, she would use the excuse of delivering snacks to the Shen family. Normally, in order to have more opportunities to interact with Shen Moxi, she would use the excuse of delivering snacks to the Shen family.

"It seems like there is something I need you to bring back for the madame." Assistant Peng was still smiling kindly.

Master Shen had said that if He Hui came, he would first keep her.

He Hui was relieved to hear that it was only to have her bring something for the old lady.

She nodded and smiled. "Okay."

"Then I'll go to the meeting first." Assistant Peng turned around and walked in the direction of the meeting room.

He Hui stood alone in the big CEO's office, looked around, then went behind Shen Mushi's desk and sat down in the leather chair.

She had been here countless times, but she had been able to look around as carefully as she had this time, and it was probably the first time she had ever sat in Shen's exclusive seat.

This kind of treatment that only Mrs Shen is entitled to …

Closing her eyes, she enjoyed this short period of time that was enough to make one's heart palpitate.

Just as she was moved by the blissfulness of her imagination, she suddenly heard a woman's voice in her ear, "Isn't she a servant girl from the Shen residence? A maid can dress up like that? "

"That's right, that's right. Could it be that the wages for the maids in the house are higher than ours? "Then we might as well go to the Shen Residence and be maids."

"A maid is meant to serve our master. How can she be taller than us?"

"But look at her clothes, they're all foreign brands."

"It's fake."

"…"

As the discussion in the secretary's office became more and more heated, He Hui's hands clenched into fists bit by bit, gnashing his teeth in anger.

However, he soon let go of his hands. Just you wait, one day, I will make this bunch of brainless little vases pay the price.

When she becomes the young mistress of the Shen family, she will have them repeat what they said today in front of their faces. Then, she will smack their mouths one by one and kick them out of the Shen family. To take a step back, even if she couldn't marry Shen Muxi, it would be natural for her to enter the Shen family after graduating from university in a year.

With the old lady's fondness for her, it was definitely up to her. At that time, she would choose the Human Resources Department to kick her out of the competition.

Just the thought of such a future was enough to make him happy.

Not only did He Hui, who was sitting on the leather chair, lose his temper, he even couldn't help but chuckle.

Only when her cell phone rang did she stop laughing and straighten her body.

The phone's ringtone didn't belong to her, but it came from the drawer under the desk. It was obviously Shen Mushi's phone.

He Hui hesitantly opened the drawer. His cell phone rang very quickly, as if it was the sound of a text message entering. She looked up at the door and saw that Shen Mushi was not back yet. She took out her phone and opened the password.

The password was set to Yang Manxin's birthday, and she didn't need to guess to know it.

The message was sent by Cheng Tian Painting, and read as follows: Hello, this is the City First People's Hospital. Your wife has been in a serious car accident, and is currently in the emergency room for rescue.

He Hui was so shocked by this piece of information that his pupils dilated and his face filled with disbelief.

Did Cheng Tian draw the accident, or was it serious? Was the heavens helping her?

He had sent the message twice, the first time ten minutes ago, and the second time.

He Hui recovered from his shock. After a moment of hesitation, he quickly replied, "Please inform me to retrieve my corpse after I die."

After sending the message, she clicked the delete button twice with her thumb, deleted both messages at the same time, and put the phone back in the drawer.

After fretfully waiting for ten minutes, Cheng Tian Painting finally received a reply. She quickly opened the message and checked the button. What entered into her eyes was such a cold sentence.

Xing Yi impatiently threw down the skincare products in her hands and sat beside her: "How is it? Was it from Shen Mushui? Why didn't he just call … "

The rest of her words were cut off by the message. She opened her phone and, in disbelief, snatched it away.

"Please notify me to retrieve my corpse after you die?!" He jumped up from the bed rudely. "Shen Mushi! Are you even human? I'll help you call him and curse him for dying first! "

Cheng Tian painting's heart could no longer be described as wounded to the point of disappointment.

Was it despair? No, not yet!

That's right, her feelings for Shen Muxi had yet to reach the point of despair. At the very most, she had only been moved by him before, and had only liked him a little. At most, it was because he was her first man, so she had some sort of special feelings for him!

She knew that she couldn't try it. With Shen Mubai's current hatred towards her, wasn't sending this kind of message to him just to humiliate himself?

The call went through, but no one answered for a long time.

Unwilling to give up, Shen Moxi cut him off and dialed again. Unfortunately, her insistence did not change anything and Shen Moxi still did not accept.

"Enough, stop fighting." Cheng Tian Hua told her.

Ye Zichen chucked her phone onto the bed, then looked at her with a cold gaze, "Cheng Tian Painting, are you still going to go back and spend time with this kind of man?"

Cheng Tian Painting raised his gaze and stared fixedly at her, "I wasn't with him, I was with money."

In her disappointment, she would never dream of having a small home with Shen Moxi and having a child. She would spend the rest of her life peacefully.

"Isn't it just money?" He grabbed her hands and said in an extremely agitated tone, "Little painting, don't worry. Big Sis is currently filming a big movie, after the movie broadcasts, Big Sis will definitely hit the jackpot. At that time, all the money will come rolling in, and you can have as many big sis as you want. Even if she won't be popular by then, hasn't Big Sis already climbed onto Young Master Gu? If I ask for a million or ten million, he'll give it to me without a second word. "

Devoting was willing, the eternal support of her spirit.

Cheng Tian Painted smiled and caressed her cheeks with his cool and refreshing fingertips. He caressed the strands of hair that she had fallen down from excitement to the back of her ears and said with a smile, "You will definitely be able to blush."

"Since you trust me this much, then listen to me. Divorce with Shen Mushi and come to my side."

Cheng Tian Hua's smile gradually turned bitter.

She knew better than anyone what kind of path she was taking. With Guozi Hao's personality of changing women into clothes, how long would she be able to get in love with him? Who knows, she might have already been beaten into a corner before the movie even aired.

Since Gu Zi Hao was able to support her, he could naturally destroy her as well.

"How much do you need? I'll lend it to you now." He asked again.

"Don't always trust and rely on him, and don't ask too much of him." Cheng Tian Painting sighed, "A man's promise cannot be trusted, I am just a living example, let's not talk about Lin Yuan. Shen Moxi... On the night of the incident, he was still saying that I was kind and tolerant and that he would try to fall in love with me and spend the rest of his life with me. "But in the blink of an eye, he sent me to die, and he even helped me collect my corpse …"

"Actually, it's fine if you don't want to borrow money from him. I've always had a notice with me that even though the remuneration isn't even half that of those famous celebrities, some of it is still saved up. I can give it to you for you to use first."

Gratitude and gratitude... It gathered into a warm current and slid into the heart of Cheng Tian Painting, reaching all the way to his limbs and bones.

She smiled and nodded.

"You decided to divorce him?"

"I'm on vacation this weekend. I'll go back and have a nice chat with them."

"Alright, I'll go with you." He gritted his teeth.

Not only did she want to go, she also wanted to use the tea in front of that vicious man!

Cheng Tian Hua looked at the angry look on Shi Xin's face as he patted her shoulder. He then stood up and poured her a cup of water.

Actually, there was no need to talk much. Shen Muxi was naturally eager for her to take the initiative to ask for a divorce, and even more so, Madame Shen never interfered in the matter between Shen Muxi and her. The one who needed to talk about this was the old lady. After all, the old lady was the one who made this marriage happen. The old lady had helped her before, and she had truly treated her well.

After hosting the meeting, Shen Muxi went straight back to his office.

In the distance, He Hui saw him and Assistant Peng walking towards them. He straightened up and adjusted his hair and clothes.

As Shen Muxi walked in, he instructed Assistant Peng, "Ask the Ministry of Justice to check the contract again. There must be no exception."

"Okay, I know." Assistant Peng agreed.

Shen Muxi walked into the office, his gaze landing on He Hui, who was sitting beside the sofa. He smiled at her and nodded his head, then walked to the desk. He took out a piece of information from the desk and passed it to Assistant Peng.

After receiving the information, Assistant Peng turned around and nodded at He Hui, gesturing for him to leave the office.

After Assistant Peng left, He Hui said hello to Shen Moxi, took the food on the table and smiled, "Eldest Young Master, I've suddenly fallen in love with cooking and even learned how to cook steamed noodles. I made this myself, Eldest Young Master is an expert in eating steamed noodles, how do you rate it?"

"Of course not." Shen Muxi came out from behind his desk and walked over to her. He took the food box from her and quickly wrapped his arm around her waist.

This is …?

He Hui widened his eyes in shock, disbelief written all over his face.

The eldest young master hugged her? Was she dreaming? Or was the young master drunk? However, she was leaning against his chest, so close that she could smell his unique scent, but didn't detect the slightest trace of alcohol.

"Eldest Young Master …" "You …" He Hui was speechless.

The eldest young master, who had always turned a blind eye to her, had hugged her. How could this not make her speechless?

"You like me, don't you?" Shen Moxi placed the box of food down on the table, gently holding her delicate chin in his hand. He gazed at her with eyes filled with gentleness and gentleness.

He Hui gulped. His mind was in a mess.

She liked him for a long, long time.

When he finally took a step forward and took the initiative to embrace her, how could she not be excited? But... The last bit of rationality in her heart kept reminding her that this was the soft trap the eldest young master had set for her. She couldn't jump, she definitely couldn't jump in, or there would be no more days left.

"Eldest Young Master …" "Don't do that …" With a flushed face, He Hui pushed him away from her with all his might and said with a terrified expression, "I know Eldest Young Master has been trying to find a suitable candidate for the marriage, but I already have someone he likes. I …" I am very grateful for the care and care the young master usually gives me, but feelings cannot be forced. I … I'm really sorry. "

She acted so lifelike, so helpless, that tears welled up in her eyes.

Shen Muxi turned around and elegantly sat on the sofa, looking at her with eyes that gradually turned cold. "Why did you poison Tensing?"

When He Hui heard about the poison, his heart immediately went cold.

Indeed! Everything had indeed fallen into a trap!

He Hui's fearful heart was even more sorrowful. The only time Shen Muxi had been gentle to her was when he harbored ill intentions! "Wuwuwu, wuwu, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …"

"I didn't." Shaking her head, she walked over with a panicked expression and said, "Eldest Young Master, even though you know that I don't know anything about medicine, you don't know where to buy it, much less …"

"You don't need to emphasize that Cheng Tian painting is more knowledgeable than you." Shen Moxi interrupted her. "I know you don't understand, and I can't get this kind of forbidden drug. As long as you hand over the mastermind behind this, I can forgive you this time."

The mastermind …

The fear in He Hui's heart increased. She didn't think that Shen Moxi would be able to investigate the masterminds behind this investigation.

In fact, she didn't even know what kind of person Sister Ke was. She didn't have a fixed place, a fixed phone number, or even a meeting with anyone. The person she would meet every time was Sister Ling.

Of course, that wasn't the main reason why she couldn't answer him.

Four years ago, when he first came into contact with Sister Ling, Sister Ling had warned her that no matter what happened in the future or what was discovered, she had to bite herself to death.

If she admitted that he had poisoned her, Shen Muxi would spare her for Sister Zhang's sake.

However, if she told Shen Muxi the truth, Sister Ke wouldn't let her off. Judging from how venomous she was when she dealt with Yang Tingxin, it was clear that she was someone she couldn't afford to offend.

Now that she was aboard this ship that could not be turned back, she had no choice but to follow Sister Ke and continue forward.

"Still not willing to say?" Shen Moxi coldly said.

He Hui raised his face and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "It's not that I'm not willing to speak, it's because I don't know what the First Young Master wants me to say. "I took care of Miss Yang at the Shen Mansion for four years. If I wanted to kill Miss Yang, I would have done so four years ago. Why would I wait till now?"

"A plan to kill two birds with one stone, with your brain, you really can't figure it out."

If Cheng Tian painting was innocent, then the trick behind the plot would be to take Cheng Tian painting away from Yang Manxin at the same time that he killed him.

Of course, he couldn't figure out who hated him so much, or maybe … Love him, love so viciously.

"I still don't understand what Eldest Young Master means."

"Do you believe that I will hand you over to the police?"

"Eldest Young Master, if you really want to believe in Cheng Tian painting, then hand me over to the police. I believe that the police will give me justice." He Hui had a stubborn look on his face.

"Do you know that attempted murder and intentional injury are punishable by imprisonment?"

"Of course I know that, but I'm not afraid of slanting."

"You …!" Shen Muxi was silenced by her.

He Hui added, "If Eldest Young Master insists on forcing me to admit my crimes, then I'll have to die to prove my innocence." With that, she turned and walked quickly towards the office door.

"What are you going to do?" Shen Moxi abruptly stood up from the sofa.

"To the roof to prove my innocence." He Hui did not even look back.

Shen Muxi strode forward, and when her palm reached the doorknob, he grabbed hold of her arm and tugged: "Enough, don't try to cover your crime with your death!"

He Hui was forced to turn around and look at him with a sneer, "Do you dare to use your death to prove your innocence? She does not dare to do so because she is afraid! "

"Go back!" Shen Moxi's eyes darkened as he coldly reprimanded.

"I'm not going back!"

Shen Moxi didn't waste time talking to her. Instead, he turned around and walked over to his desk. He dialed Assistant Peng's number and gave a brief instruction: "Lock the door to the roof. Immediately."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and stared at He Hui indifferently, "You can jump off the building, but you can't jump on the Shen Mansion."

"You — Shen Muxi —!" Tears welled up in He Hui's eyes as he glared hatefully. He then pulled open the door and ran out while crying.

All of the secretaries and mistresses outside the door were dumbfounded. They all started to guess why Chief Shen had bullied the little girl and made her cry in less than twenty minutes.

Within the CEO's office, Shen Moxi stood blankly by the door for a long time before he turned around and walked towards the office desk. His gaze inadvertently fell on the food box on the table, and with a turn of his feet, he walked over.

He opened the box slowly. The box was warm and the steam was still coming out of the noodles inside. The naked eye looked fresh and beautiful, with a moderate hardness and softness.

He used his chopsticks to pick a few pieces and put them into his mouth. The taste was very fragrant, but it was still not the taste he was looking for.

He Hui said that he was an expert at cooking noodles, but that wasn't the case. He had always been searching for the taste in his heart, and that was something that no chef could do.

There was only one person who could do this after Yang Tingxin had fallen...

Cheng Tian painting!

A name he could not bear to recall.

He Hui's oath had plunged him back into that maze. He was still unsure whether the person who poisoned him was Cheng Tian Shuo or He Hui.

Subconsciously, the person that he would rather believe in was actually her …