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Cheng Tian Hua knocked on the door and walked into Shen Mouxi's office. Shen Mouxi was just about to turn off his computer and get off work, so when he saw Cheng Tian Hua, he smiled at her and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll treat you. "

"Are you sure you can eat it?"

"Why?"

"That old man in the west of the city is still guarding in the rain while you appear, yet you're still in the mood to eat?"

"What else can we do? No need for dinner? " The smile faded.

"Of course we have to eat dinner, but you must first go to the west side of the city." Cheng Tian Hua walked around the desk to him and pulled his hand, "Let's go now."

"I said I wouldn't." Shen Moxi said angrily.

"You must go!" Cheng Tian Painting insisted.

"Cheng Tian painting!"

"Shen Moxi!" Cheng Tian Painting imitated his tone and stared at him with a serious face, "Tonight, if you don't go to the west side of the city, I will pester you to death."

"You …!"

"That's right, it's me! I hate it more than chewing gum! "

Shen Moxi said with a gloomy face, "Do you know what my presence represents? To compromise with them, to indulge in their faults. "

"I only know that if you don't go tonight, you might go and collect the corpses tomorrow."

"You really are a white robed angel!" Shen Moxi gnashed his teeth in anger. After glaring at her while spitting out those words, he quickly copied the key on the table and walked towards the door.

Cheng Tian Hua did not know whether he would go or not, so he quickened his pace and followed him. As the elevator doors were about to close, he squeezed in and went downstairs with him.

Shen went straight down to the parking lot on the first floor, found his Bentley, and quickly opened the passenger door to get in.

The interior of the carriage was completely silent. She couldn't tell whether Shen Moxi was happy or angry, nor did she know where he was going next.

The car rolled slowly out of the parking lot, the rain drizzling on the windowpanes even more heavily than before.

As the car drove along the road, Cheng Tian Hua secretly took a peek outside and realized that the road Shen Moxi took was not for home or for a meal in the city center. It seemed to lead to the west side of the city.

She had finally persuaded him to go to the west side of the city?

She didn't expect that she would be able to persuade him with her own abilities. This was something that Cheng Tian painting hadn't thought of. She heaved a sigh of relief and turned her head to look at the side of his face, feeling slightly grateful.

When the two reached the west side of the city, it was still dark. Shen Moxi stopped the car by the side of the road.

Through the glass window, he could see a group of people gathered around an excavator, which was probably what Assistant Peng meant by a dispute.

Noticing Shen Muxi's car, Assistant Peng hastily ran over and placed the black umbrella over the window on Shen Muxi's side. The car window slowly descended as Assistant Director Peng asked with a face of surprise, "Boss Shen, why have you come?"

"I was threatened." Shen Moxi calmly said, glancing at the direction of the crowd and asked, "How is the matter resolved?"

"The other villagers have all gone back to persuade him, and only this old man surnamed Zhong is left. He really was as hard as a rock in a latrine, no matter how you persuade him, he wouldn't move an inch."

"Did he say what he wanted?"

"Just say that you want to meet with Boss Shen." Assistant Peng paused for a moment before saying, "Director Shen, please wait for a moment. I'll go call him over."

"No need." Shen Mushi opened the door.

"Chief Shen, it's raining. It's dirty and cold outside."

Shen Moxi didn't stop getting out of the car because of Assistant Peng's words. Before he slammed the door shut, he turned around and calmly said to Cheng Tian Dian, "Wait for me in the car."

Shen Muxi, accompanied by Assistant Peng, walked towards the crowd.

Black topcoat, shiny upscale shoes, a tall, muscular figure..." The imposing aura of a king.

Shen Muxi's aura had always been very imposing, and just looking at him from afar was enough to give people a sense of awe. Walking under the large black umbrella, it made people feel a sense of dread.

Cheng Tian Hua's body quivered. It was hard to believe that he would have the guts to provoke him and even force him to come here.

The rain in the late winter was extremely cold. Just the window that was just opened a moment ago was already so cold that Cheng Tian Hua couldn't help but shiver. She rubbed her arms together and looked at him through the window.

Most of the people in the crowd were from the Shen Group. There were also a few police officers who had lost their patience. When they saw Shen Moxi coming over, the crowd consciously opened a path and greeted politely, "Young Master Mu."

In the middle of the crowd, a wet, shivering old man was sitting on a slab of stone, his face ashen with the cold.

Above his head was a small folding umbrella that had been given to him by the Shen employees.

Hearing the crowd call out "Young Master Mu," the originally stiff old man raised his head, his turbid gaze landed on Shen Muxi's face. Immediately after, tears rolled down from his eyes and fell onto the old white cheeks.

Shen Moxi looked at him with a gaze that was not much warmer than the rain of ice outside the umbrella. "Uncle Zhong, you want to see me?"

Uncle Zhong stood up and knelt in front of him. His voice trembled as he said, "Young Master Mu, please consider the fact that we've met each other before, and give us a way out …"

Shen Muxi knitted his brows, it wasn't that he felt sorry for the elderly man's injured body, but rather that he didn't want others to say that he was cold-blooded and merciless, and was bullying the weak.

"So?" He gave a wink to the Shen family's security guards, who immediately rushed forward and helped him up from the ground, ignoring the elderly man's resistance.

"I beg Young Master Mu to give the house to my ancestors …" "My two grandsons lost their parents a long time ago and were raised on my own. I'm too old, so I can't find a job, and I can't even get rid of the children's food and drinks. If Young Master Mu were to take away their houses, then we grandfathers would all be in dire straits …"

"Uncle Zhong, you're so old, yet you're still naive when you think about it. I spent several hundred million to buy this land, and you want me to shelve the entire project for you?"

"My house isn't big, it won't take up much space …"

"And if I refuse?"

"Then I'll just sit here and not leave until Young Master Mu finds out." Uncle Zhong clenched his teeth.

"Conscience?" Shen Muxi sneered, "Don't tell me that you don't know about it? Merchants have no conscience. "

"You …" Uncle Zhong raised his head and hatefully glared at him. His heart was filled with desolation. He didn't expect that the sunny, happy, and courteous, and elegant youth from ten years ago would become so cold-blooded and ruthless. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll die here!"

With that, he hit his head against the excavator beside him.

The surrounding crowd instinctively let out a low exclamation, they were all stunned by his actions.

Shen Muxi's brows twitched, and in the instant that Uncle Zhong crashed into the excavator, he quickly grabbed his back by the collar and threw him to the ground.

Uncle Zhong's clothes were dirty and wet, Shen's white hands were stained with mud, and Assistant Peng immediately took a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe them off.

Shen Moxi didn't soften his attitude and instead looked down coldly at Uncle Zhong at his feet as he coldly said, "If Uncle Zhong feels that you have died in front of me, then I will raise you two grandsons and leave you the house. You are too naive. The thing I hate most in my life is being threatened. If you really want to hit me, then please wait until I'm gone. Thank you. "

Shen Moxi threw down those words, turned around and was about to walk out of the crowd.

Outside the crowd, Cheng Tian Painting watched him walk out with a small flower umbrella in his hand. His eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief.

She saw that his hair and clothes were stained with rain, and his shiny shoes were stained with yellow mud, but that did not affect his nobility or coldness.

She had never felt that Shen Moxi was a bad person. Shen Mushui had her own charity, and Shen Mushui also had her own love. Especially the love she had for Yang Tinxin, it was unheard-of to exaggerate.

A man who can be so deeply in love with others should also be full of love, right?

But just now, what she saw … Was it really the Shen Mushi she knew?

Shen Muxi was startled when he saw her. He immediately walked over and stared at her indifferently, "Didn't you say you wanted to wait in the car?"

Cheng Tian Painting looked at him, then looked at Uncle Zhong who was sitting on the ground and crying. Cheng Tian Painted looked at him, then looked at Uncle Zhong who was sitting on the ground, then walked past him.

After staying in this icy rain for so long, how could he not have a fever?

Just now, when she saw his face and eyes, she knew that he must have been burning up.

She patted his shoulder and comforted him, "There is no solution to everything. First, go back and change your clothes, take a hot bath, and then take some cold medicine. We'll talk about this after you've recovered from your illness, alright?"

"Let me die, let me die …" Uncle Zhong cried and cried as his trembling body curled up on the ground.

"Don't worry, Lady Shen will definitely arrange a place for you to stay. Hurry and get up."

"That won't happen. Shen Mushui is cold-blooded and merciless. He will have his retribution …"

"How about this?" Cheng Tian Painting thought for a moment and said, "Next month, Shen Shi's Wangye Garden will be opening for business, near the west side of the city. You can choose any one of them, in addition, Shen Shi can also arrange a job as a cleaning worker for you, what do you think?"

Shen Moxi's originally cold and handsome face turned even gloomier as he angrily glared at Cheng Tian Painting.

What was this woman trying to do? Didn't she know that the minimum price for a household in Wangye was two million yuan a set, while the largest one was six million yuan a set?

"Shen Moxi will not agree, he will not …" Uncle Zhong muttered and shook his head.

"Even if I say so."

"No, I don't believe it …"

"Raise your head and look at me. When you're done, I'll believe you." Cheng Tian Hua said with a smile.

Uncle Zhong quietened down and raised his old teary face. When he saw Cheng Tian Hua's face, he instantly believed it.

A woman who was willing to buy all his dogs for him and help him install a full anti-theft system was definitely not an ordinary person!

Looking at the sincerity in Cheng Tian painting, Uncle Zhong was tempted.

In reality, other than believing in Cheng Tian painting, he had no other choice. He couldn't really abandon his two grandsons to die.

He gave a heavy nod of his head, grateful.

Seeing that he had finally come to a compromise, Cheng Tiantao said to the two security guards, "Take him into the house."

After Uncle Zhong was sent into the room, Cheng Tian painting stood up from the ground. She didn't even need to turn around to know how cold and detached Shen Moxi's gaze was as it locked onto her. She took a breath and turned to face him.