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"Yes, I did." Cheng Tian drew out a stiff smile and secretly turned his head to glance at Shen Mu Xi, just in time to meet with his gaze over. His gaze contained a hint of evilness.

She seemed to understand now. Was the old lady pretending to be sick yesterday? It didn't seem like it. The old lady from yesterday was obviously pale and her lips were bloodless. She had seen it with her own eyes.

Taking advantage of his return to his room, Cheng Tiantu asked Shen Mouxi, "Is Grandmother's illness real or fake?"

Shen Moxi stopped taking off his coat and turned to look at her. "Why do you ask?"

Cheng Tian Hua realized that his question was a little too direct and immediately calmed down, "Doesn't Grandmother like to pretend to be sick? "Yesterday, it was as if I couldn't get out of bed, so why are you …"

"Didn't she say it? Seeing that the two of us are at peace, she is happy in her heart. Just like that, she is in good health."

"That's what you said along the way, right?" Cheng Tian Hua glared at him and grinded his teeth, "Shen Mu Xi, you and Grandmother are trying to deceive me, aren't you? Just to get me to give up the idea of a divorce? You... This is too much! "

The old lady's acting had once again filled her heart with admiration. It was such a pity not to become an actress!

She recalled that yesterday morning, before she could even open her mouth to ask for a divorce, the old lady had preemptively said a bunch of words that made her so soft-hearted that she couldn't bear to bring up a divorce.

"I swear to God, this is all my grandma's doing, and it has nothing to do with me." Shen Muxi raised three fingers and said.

"So it's really a fake." Cheng Tian drew his last breath.

"Grandmother pretends to be sick because she likes you and wants to keep you." Shen Muxi stepped up to her and embraced her from behind. His red lips kissed her neck before he whispered into her ear, "Anyway, everything I said to you is true. Don't dwell on it anymore, as long as the result is perfect."

"You're obviously lying!" Cheng Tian Hua wanted to struggle free from him, but he held her tighter. She struggled with all her might as a polite voice suddenly sounded from the door, "Greetings, Eldest Young Master and Young Madam."

It was He Hui's voice.

Cheng Tian Painting cast his gaze in the direction of the door. She didn't expect He Hui to dare come close to her. He sure was courageous!

"What's the matter?" Shen Muxi asked in a deep voice, his arm not letting go of Cheng Tian Hua's waist.

"The madame asked me to bring the plates over." He Hui was still as polite as ever.

Shen Muxi lowered his head to look at Cheng Tian Painting, "Do you want to eat some fruits?"

"Yeah." Cheng Tian replied.

She knew that Shen Mushui's original words should be to ask her, "Do you dare to eat fruit?"

Do you dare? Of course she dared to. If a real poisoner dared to bring a plate of fruit to her, what reason did she have not to eat it?

She shouldn't be the one feeling guilty about Cheng Tian painting!

"Come in." Shen Moxi shouted from the direction of the door.

The door opened as He Hui walked in with a plate of fruit. He had a young and elegant face, a tailored dress, and heels with a water diamond on them … Compared with the casual Cheng Tian painting, she is indeed much more exquisite.

However, the moment her delicate face saw the two who were leaning against each other, her expression changed. She quickly returned to normal and put down the fruit plate on the glass table. She smiled at the two of them, "Eldest young master, please enjoy your meal."

"Thank you." Shen let go of Cheng Tian's painting and sat on the sofa.

He Hui's gaze turned towards Cheng Tian Painting. His smile contained a hint of coldness, clearly showing that he was safe and sound.

Cheng Tian Painting could basically read the meaning behind her eyes. That's right, Shen Muxi was very ambiguous in dealing with this matter. Since he didn't fully believe that she was innocent, he wasn't completely sure that He Hui was the one who poisoned her.

The back of his hand was covered in flesh. Perhaps this was the reason why he didn't investigate further!

"The dress is beautiful." Cheng Tian Hua glanced at the dress she was wearing and smiled.

He Hui smiled. "Thank you. The madame ordered these for me from France. One for each of you, Miss Yuqing."

Cheng Tian Hua nodded his head, then said: "But it shouldn't be convenient to dress like this to cut fruits, right? In the future, you should just work in the same uniform as Hai Zhu and the rest."

She spoke calmly, as if it were just a reminder to a servant.

Shen Muxi paused in his eating of the fruit and shook his head with a chuckle.

Women were truly sensitive animals. He could even imagine the expression on He Hui's face.

With a gloomy expression, He Hui walked out. Cheng Tian Painted coldly glanced at the smiling Shen Moxi before walking to the sofa opposite him and placing a piece of apple into his mouth with a small bamboo stick.

"Aren't you afraid that she will poison the apple?" Shen Mushui smiled at her.

Cheng Tiantang expressionlessly said, "She can't bear to poison you to death."

"She knows I don't eat apples."

Cheng Tian Painted's fingers stiffened as he pinched the apple. That's right, Shen Muxi doesn't eat apples!

However, she did not think that He Hui had the guts to do something small before the incident in Yang Tenxin passed. She took a bite of the apple, then a second, then a third.

"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant." Shen Moxi smiled again.

"You can just say I'm shrewd, I don't mind." For someone who had framed her like this, not rushing up to tear her apart was already a very cultured action.

"You tell me, I have a similar personality to Miss Yang. If it was Miss Yang who encountered this kind of situation, what would she do?" Cheng Tian painting suddenly became curious.

"She probably won't fight back like you did." Shen Moxi smiled sadly. This time it was Cheng Tian Painting who started it, so don't blame him for thinking about it and recalling it.

"I remember that time when I went to pick her up at the Yang family to test her wedding dress, she accidentally bumped into a maid who was cleaning the house. The maid angrily scolded her for being blind, but instead of scolding her, she kept apologizing to the maid."

"Do you like her for being so kind and weak?"

"I don't like it."

"What is it? Isn't she your goddess? "

"At that time, I had a plan to train her to be like you, the principled and imposing young madam Shen."

"It's really rare to get your approval, Eldest Young Master." Cheng Tian Painting gave a self-deprecating smile. She thought that Shen Moxi would think that she was a woman who liked to serve mean servants.

Shen Muxi suddenly leaned over, pinched her delicate chin between his fingers and raised it slightly. He stared at her with a smile and asked, "Have you calmed down?"

No, no, no, no!" Cheng Tian painting stared at him as he spat these words out word by word.

So he was saying these kind words to cover up the fact that he had teamed up with the old lady to deceive her? Truly treacherous …

Even though he said that he wouldn't forgive Zhang Xuan, things had already gotten to this point, so Cheng Tian Painting could only continue moving forward.

No matter what method the old lady used, one thing couldn't be changed was that she had given up on the idea of a divorce.

She and Shen Moxi had already settled in the Xingtai Residence apartment. They had dinner together last night, had a passionate night together, and even had breakfast together this morning. These were all the catalysts for love.

When she was having lunch with the old lady, the old lady kept stuffing food into her bowl, causing the last of her resentment to disappear.

The old lady's enthusiasm for her made her unable to hold back her resentment.

After lunch, the couple planned to leave. The old lady held their hands and asked reluctantly, "When will you come back to eat with Grandma? It won't be long, right? "

Cheng Tian drew a glance at Shen Moxi and promised, "We will try our best to come back."

"No more than two days, you know?"

"Got it." Shen Mushui nodded.

After exiting the Shen Mansion, Cheng Tianhua asked Shen Mouxi in puzzlement, "Why is Grandmother sticking to you so much?"

"Because I'm his only relative, stupid."

"Didn't Yuqing often go home?"

"It was Lady Shen who brought Yu Qing in. She has no blood relation with the Shen family."

"Huh?" Cheng Tian Hua turned his head to look at him in surprise. Yu Qing wasn't his sister? Why had she never heard of it? Furthermore, from the looks of it, Shen Yuqing was on good terms with both the Old Granny and Shen Moxi. She did not seem like an outsider without blood ties.

"Grandma didn't tell you that?" Shen Mushi asked curiously when he saw her surprised expression.

Cheng Tian Painting shook his head. She had never heard anyone mention it before.

Shen Moxi held onto the steering wheel with both hands and calmly said, "Yuqing married into the Shen family when I was fourteen. At that time, she was only eleven years old, and she has been living in the Shen family all these years. Everyone likes her, and Grandmother has always treated her as part of the Shen family."

Shen Yuqing is not the flesh and blood of the Shen family!

This was truly shocking news for Cheng Tian painting.

No wonder the old lady was so attached to Shen Muxi. It turned out that in the Shen family, only Shen Muxi was her relative.

After pondering for a while, Cheng Tian Painting suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Muxi who was driving with a serious expression and asked, "Shen Muxi, can I ask you another question?"

"Can you not shout like an enemy?" Shen Moxi cast a glance at her and said.

Cheng Tian Hua smiled speechlessly. What should she call him? Husband? Young Master Mu? Or was it Mousey?

In the end, she didn't call out to him. Carefully, she asked, "Last time at another hospital, I saw a little boy who looked like you. His name was Shen Nianpeng. Is he your person?"

Even though this matter had been going on for a long time, every time he recalled it, he would still feel perplexed and curious to know the truth of the matter.

It would be abnormal if they just looked like one another, but even if they had the same surname.

Although he couldn't see Shen Mushui's face, Cheng Tian Painting could still feel the coldness on his face. What did that mean? What did it represent? Did the boy with the congenital heart disease really have something to do with him?

She could see it in his expression.

"What's wrong? Is it really yours... Bastard? Or …? "

"Neither." Shen Moxi coldly replied.

"If that's not the case, then why are you looking at me like that?" Cheng Tian Hua fearlessly asked.

Shen Moxi suddenly turned the car around to the right and stopped at the side of the road. With his hands still on the steering wheel, he turned to look at her and said, "I said no, I don't want to hear this name again. You'd better remember it well."

His expression was so serious, so ugly.

Cheng Tian Painting instinctively nodded his head. "Oh."

Such a strange man, how could he be so easily agitated?

Although Shen Moxi's face was solemn and he had firmly rejected the matter, the suspicions in Cheng Tian Painting's heart did not stop because of this.

It was impossible to tell the truth from Shen Muxi's appearance, so she could only continue to have doubts.