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The old lady's intentions were known by the heavens and the earth. He knew that even if he wanted to tie him up with Cheng Tian Painting twenty-four hours a day, how could he possibly take back his order and let go of such a good opportunity? Especially when the two of them had just gotten divorced.

Cheng Tian Hua lowered his head and continued eating.

Actually, what she said was the truth. She was sure that Shen Moxi wouldn't agree to it, and even if he did, the old lady wouldn't agree to it.

"Don't be unhappy. At worst, I'll be in charge of washing the dishes."

"Will you?" The Cheng Tian Painting Table did not suspect anything.

Shen Muxi was puzzled. "Washing dishes and knowing how to do it and not knowing how to do it?"

"Then I won't be polite."

"You're welcome."

After the meal, Cheng Tian painting threw a table full of cutlery at him and left to finish his own business.

Last night, because it was too late, Cheng Tian Painted did not properly tidy up the room. While she was busy cleaning the floor in the bedroom, she heard the sound of porcelain falling to the floor from the kitchen. The hand holding the mop paused, then shook its head and continued to mop her floor.

However, the sound of porcelain hitting the ground started to rise and fall rhythmically from this moment onwards, shaking her to the point that her heart was about to split open.

Although she didn't have to spend money to buy these plates, it was a pity that they were broken, but she couldn't stop it. She kept comforting herself that there was always a first time, and if one wanted to learn, they would have to pay the corresponding price.

It was not easy for a young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth to lower himself and help her wash the dishes.

Finally, the 'Dingdang' sound stopped and Cheng Tian Shi's heart was set in stone.

She dragged the bedroom out of the room, and Shen Muxi, who had just finished washing up, came out of the kitchen with a pair of slender, jade-like fingers still dripping with water.

"Is it done?" she asked casually.

Shen Moxi nodded his head. "Yes, it's done."

"Did you put it in the disinfector box to disinfect it?"

"None." A certain someone answered somewhat guiltily.

Cheng Tian painting had already been told, after washing up, he used a dry cloth to dry the water droplets, then put it into the disinfector to disinfect the tumor, but …

"Let me do it." Cheng Tian Painting put down his mop and walked into the kitchen, but was stopped by Shen Mu Xi, "Forget it, the big bacteria can eat small bacteria, it doesn't need disinfecting to increase their resistance."

"What lousy logic is this?"

"Hey …" Without stopping her, he followed her back to the kitchen.

Cheng Tian looked left and right, looking up and down, but didn't find the bowl he had just washed. He turned his head and asked, "Where did you put the bowl?"

"There." Shen Moxi tapped her foot with his chin.

Zhang Xuan lowered his head to look for the painting, but to no avail.

"Where?"

"Trash." Someone commented in hardware.

Cheng Tian Painting was startled as he lowered his head to look. Sure enough, he saw a small trash can piled high with fragments of porcelain bowls. Her pupils dilated, her eyes filled with shock.

Just now, she seemed to have heard four to five 'ding-dong' sounds, right? How could it be filled with trash cans?

"It's all your fault that the detergent you bought is too slippery. I didn't even get a chance to touch it before it fell off in one go." Shen Mushui, who was leaning against the door, smiled uncomfortably.

"So? All of them shattered? "

"Mm …"

Cheng Tian couldn't help but roll her eyes. She gave him a big bowl to wash up in, and then she washed it all in the trash?

Heavens! Shen Moxi, can you be more adorable?

Shen Muxi touched his nose and said, "Isn't it just a bowl? Tomorrow, I will accompany you to buy a new one."

"That's right, it's just a bowl after all." With a stiff smile on his face, he walked out of the kitchen.

At night, Cheng was still feeling sorry for the expensive porcelain bowl. He couldn't even read the magazine in his hands.

She turned her head to look at Shen Mouxi, who was looking at the document with a serious expression.

"You still feel sorry for your bowl?" Shen Mushui glanced up at her.

"A little."

"Are you deliberately increasing my guilt?" Shen Moxi put away the document and pulled out the magazine from Cheng Tian Painting's hands and placed it on the bedside table before turning around and pressing her down.

Cheng Tian Painting turned his face away, avoiding the glint in his eyes. He closed his eyes, his heart faintly filled with anticipation for him.

It had only been a little more than a week and she was already thinking about his body. What a dangerous thing to do!

He missed her, too, and she could feel it, because his kisses, his every movement, burned with fire.

"I'm not Tensing …" She whispered uncontrollably in his ear.

He nodded. "I know."

Cheng Tian Painting took in a sorrowful breath, hoping that he really did know!

In the morning, when Shen Muxi got up, Cheng Tiantang had already placed his breakfast on the table.

Shen Muxi looked at the black porridge and pickled vegetables on the table and smiled, "Are you forcing me to eat a diet with you?"

The Shen family's dining table had never been so monotonous before.

Usually, Sister Zhang would prepare a large pile of milk bread and sandwiches on the breakfast table. There were a variety of them, including both Chinese and Western styles.

"Forced you to eat a healthy meal with me." Cheng Tian drew out a bowl of porridge for him, "You can't just eat those bacon and ham. The demand for grains and other miscellaneous foods is much greater than for meat, understand?"

"I find all doctors perverted."

"Why?"

"Do you know what Doctor Huang usually eats?"

"Very little meat anyway."

"So you knew."

"For these old Chinese doctors, they place more importance on health care than us western doctors."

"Fortunately, you don't have to be a Chinese doctor, otherwise I would have to marry and become a wife. From then on, I would have to eat and recuperate." Shen Moxi picked up a piece of meat from the pile of pickled vegetables and shook it in front of the Cheng Tian picture. "Thank you, my darling, for letting me smell the smell of the meat."

"Come on, it's not like I didn't give you meat last night." Cheng Tian Hua glared at him.

Shen Muxi laughed and lowered his head to eat his porridge.

After staying abroad for so many years, he had long gotten used to the western style breakfast. Normally, he would not even touch these small white porridge dishes. However, after eating today, he realized that it was not that bad.

Today was Sunday, so neither of them had to work.

Cheng Tian Hua ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and stared at Shen Mu Xi as he said, "Grandmother's body doesn't look very good. Should we go back to see her after breakfast?"

Shen Moxi gave a casual "hmm" and continued eating his porridge.

His attitude made Cheng Tian Hua speechless. The old lady was his biological grandmother, how could she not be interested in him? What's more, the old lady had been angered by him until she became ill.

She stopped her chopsticks and said seriously, "Although there are some things that Grandmother's way of doing is inappropriate, she is still old. Furthermore, she is the one who loves you the most in the family. You can't even regret it when you're so angry at her. "

Shen Muxi's chopsticks paused as well as he felt speechless.

It seemed like his old mistress had blackened his skin quite a few times in order to keep him at the Cheng Tian painting, and even made him look so wicked and unforgivable. Why didn't she help to maintain the image of her obedient grandson?

"You must not have ever tried those kind of people who don't have anyone's love, who carry all kinds of hardships on their shoulders, who endure all kinds of tiredness, who don't even have a family member who can act like a spoiled child. "I don't know if I'm lucky or not, but when I lose someone, I'll know how important my family is."

Cheng Tian drew a sigh, his eyes were filled with sorrow.

She had her own memories. She was such a person without family love. She knew this feeling better than anyone else.

Shen Muxi looked at the loneliness on her face and couldn't help asking, "Don't you have me now?"

With him?

That's right, he was her husband, the person closest to her. But, would he be the one who would be willing to give her a lifetime of care and care like a family member?

There was no sense of security in him.

"What is it? I am not? "

"Whether I am or not, you have to say it yourself."

Shen Moxi put down his chopsticks and stood up. "Let's go."

"Where to?" Cheng Tian Hua also stood up from his chair.

"To the Shen residence." Shen Muxi walked over to the wine cabinet and picked up the keys to the car.

"Someone in charge of collecting the dishes …" Cheng Tian drew a long, meaningful tail, looking down at him.

Shen Moxi's face fell as he looked at the tableware on the table. With a haggling tone, he said, "I'll come back tonight to wash."

"Forget it, let me do it." Cheng Tian Painting skillfully picked up the dishes on the table. There were only a few bowls in total, so he quickly cleaned them up.

"I was afraid I'd break the bowl again," he said, leaning against the kitchen door and looking at her profile.

Cheng Tian smiled and ignored him.

After washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen, Cheng Tian Painting followed him out.

On the car, Cheng Tian Painting leaned back in his chair and looked out the window. He remained silent all the way until he got close to the Shen residence. He then turned his head and asked, "Should we go buy some supplements for Grandmother?"

Shen Moxi turned his head and glanced at her, saying, "As for the old lady, it's not good to worry more about her health. For her, the best medicine is if both of us can be fine."

"You seem to know her well."

"I'm her biological grandson, so of course I understand her."

Inside the Shen family's mansion.

Sister Zhang walked into He Hui's room. Seeing that she had yet to go out, she urged him countless times, "Why haven't you gone out yet?"

"I won't be able to say anything to my classmate." He Hui was lazily lying on the sofa playing mobile games. He didn't even raise his head as he answered Sis Zhang's question.

However, Sister Zhang tensed up at her words. She walked over and said, "Why aren't you going out again? Didn't I tell you that Eldest Young Master and Young Madam will be back? "

"I'll go back then."

"You …!" Sister Zhang was flustered and exasperated.

"What's wrong with me? Why did I have to hide outside when Eldest Young Master and Young Madam came back? "

"Why do you think? Don't you know better than anyone else? "

"I don't know!" He Hui put down his phone heavily and glared at Sister Zhang angrily, "I already said, if you don't want to help me, that's fine. But don't always add to my feelings." If I said that I didn't use poison, then so be it. If I see them coming back every time I hide, isn't that obviously because I feel guilty? Was it to make everyone think that I was the one who poisoned them? "

"Now the madame and eldest young master have already determined that it was you. Otherwise, the eldest young master would not forgive the young mistress and even brought her away from the Shen residence. They did not punish you because it was my face, do you not understand?" How long are you going to remain ignorant? " Sister Zhang held her forehead helplessly, feeling both exasperated and exasperated.

She had tried to persuade her daughter to do as she needed to, but her stubborn daughter had never shown the slightest bit of remorse. She would rather die than admit that it was due to her own poison.

She was so angry that she was on the verge of tears, almost wanting to kneel down and think for her daughter. She pleaded, "Little Hui, mom is begging you, please don't do anything that hurts others and cut yourself off. You and Eldest Young Master are impossible."

"Is she nobler or prettier than me in the Cheng Tian painting? It's even possible that she … Why didn't I? " He Hui suddenly stood up from the sofa, and looked straight at his mother: "I won't stop. You don't need to waste your breath anymore."

With that, she turned around and walked to the wardrobe, opened it and took out a set of her favorite clothes, then went into the locker room.

She wouldn't stop, and she couldn't stop at all.

She had already had no way out when she was on the same boat as Seat Sis. What she needed to do now was to move forward bravely and not stop here.

Since there was no other way out, since she had decided to charge forward bravely, she could only dress herself up properly on the day Shen Moxi returned. She had to change into beautiful makeup and wear beautiful clothes, at least to make herself look prettier than Cheng Tian painting.

As soon as Cheng Tian Painting saw the old lady, he noticed that her complexion was a little better than yesterday. She even went out to greet them.

The old lady held Cheng Tian Hua's hand and smiled, "The moment I heard that you were coming back, I couldn't wait to see you. It's only been a day and you're already thinking like this. How are you going to live from now on?"

"Is grandma's body feeling better?" Cheng Tian Painted looked at the old lady and asked with concern.

There was no need to ask, she could already tell the answer from the look on the old lady's face.

The old lady patted her chest and laughed even more heartily. "Seeing that the two of you can get back on track, my head no longer hurts. My chest is no longer stuffy. My whole body and mind are relaxed. Haha …"

Cheng Tian's eyebrows moved as he looked at her in surprise.

Sister Zhang coughed softly behind him.

The old lady seemed to have realized something as the smile on her face froze. She laughed uncomfortably, "What I mean is, once you're in a good mood, you'll be feeling better soon. Isn't this what you said, Little Painting?"