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"Don't you feel sorry for your forty million yuan?"

"Heartache."

"Then why didn't you scold me?"

"Is there any use in scolding you?"

"But if you don't scold me, then I'm not confident."

"So, I want you to owe me for the rest of your life." Shen Moxi smiled without restraint and hung up the phone.

Of course his heart ached. Of course he wanted to scold her.

He had expected this outcome from the very beginning, so he had been angry at her for the past few days. However, he could not let it anger him for the rest of his life, especially after seeing how much she was regretting his actions.

Since the loss was unavoidable and there was no point in getting angry, he might as well let her go.

Cheng got the location of the hotel where Shen Muxi was dining with his customers from his secretary, Xiao Qu.

After dinner, she took a bath and had nothing to do, so she took her keys out of the room and went to the hotel where Shen Muxi was staying.

She had no idea what time it was when Shen Mouxi left, nor did she want to disturb him by phone. She found a place in the coffee shop on the first floor and sat down to read a magazine.

After sitting in the coffee shop for about ten minutes, she heard a commotion at the elevator door and looked up. She was surprised to see a familiar figure.

It was Gu Zihao, who was shaking hands with several men and women as he stepped out of the elevator.

After the men and women had left, Gu Zi Hao was about to leave when his eyes unconsciously swept across the coffee shop and fell on Cheng Tian Painting.

Cheng Tianwen pretended not to see it, picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, then lowered his head and started flipping through the magazine.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Gu Zi Hao was walking towards her, and she knew that she couldn't avoid him anymore. She naturally raised her head, pretended to be surprised, and smiled at him. "Why are you here too?"

"I just had a meal with Director Shen." Gu Zi Hao sat down on the sofa opposite her, smiled as he looked at her. "You didn't come here just to wait for him, did you?"

"Yes, I came to take him home."

"So considerate." Gu Zi Hao's smile was a little sour.

"His hand is injured, so he can't drive."

"I saw the report. Did he do anything to you?" His eyes flashed with concern.

Cheng Tian Painting didn't understand the meaning behind his question. Was he afraid that Shen Mu Xi would blame her and hate her?

Shen Moxi was not angry, but it was all over.

She shook her head and changed her words. "By the way, why hasn't he come down yet?"

"His wound is bleeding. A female client volunteered to help him bandage it."

Cheng Tian picture's heart tightened, "How can there be bleeding from a wound?"

"I accidentally got hit by a chair. Nothing serious happened." Gu Zi Hao saw the concern in her eyes, and the sour feeling in his heart once again spread.

Hearing him say so, Cheng Tian Hua calmed down a little, but another question surfaced in his mind.

Female customers?

Shen Muxi was alone in a private room with a female customer?

Just as she was wondering if the female client was young, pretty, or something, the elevator door opened again and Shen Muxi appeared with the female client.

When she saw the well-dressed, plump female client in her late fifties, she felt the weight of the burden drop from her heart. Shen Moxi's taste shouldn't be so heavy, right?

Shen Moxi also saw her and was slightly surprised. He then turned around and said goodbye to the female customer, "Goodbye Madam Qiao. Please forgive me for being unable to send you off." He deliberately waved his wounded left hand at her.

The female customer waved her hand with a smile. "It's fine, it's fine. My driver is at the door. How about I send Young Master Mu off?"

"No need, I have a driver waiting for me too." Shen Moxi swept a glance at Cheng Tian Tu, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh, then we'll meet again when we get a chance." The female customer was clearly disappointed.

"We'll meet in person." Shen Moxi smiled at her.

After finally sending away the female customer, Shen Moxi walked towards Cheng Tian Painting.

Only then did Cheng Tian painting remember that Zi Hao had grown up, and thus turned to look at the sofa on the other side. What made her surprised was, Gu Zi Hao had already disappeared without a trace.

Originally, he was worried that Shen Muxi would think too much about seeing him together with Gu Zi Hao, but he didn't expect Gu Zi Hao to leave by himself. Was it because he didn't want Shen Mu Xi to misunderstand her and hurt her like last time?

Since the events at Ann City Resort, she had consciously kept her distance from him and had not been seen even recently.

"I thought you were going to have a cup of coffee with Gui-hao before you left," he said, smiling at her as he sat down across from her.

"So you knew I was waiting for you downstairs?"

"I guessed it."

"Then why did you get your female client to bandage your wound?" Cheng Tian Painted glanced at the messy bandage on his wrist.

Shen Moxi's face darkened, looking at her with disdain, "You really did meet with Gu Zi Hao."

"…" Ye Xiao was speechless.

"Say, what did you talk about with him?" Shen Muxi leaned over and moved aside the glass of lemonade he'd drunk from Gui-Hao, eyeing her with displeasure.

Cheng Tian Painting gaped. Was there a need for him to be so serious …

"It's nothing. I just greeted him and exchanged greetings. The length of time you've been with a female customer is how long I've been with him."

"Stop me with a female customer."

"I'm not lying to you."

"I hope so." He took a sip from her glass, a dangerous gleam in his eye.

Cheng Tian Painting looked at him and asked, "What about you? What else have you done in the chartered room with your female client, apart from bandaging your wounds? "

Shen Moxi speechlessly rolled his eyes at her. "You even kissed her on the mouth and made love to her, what about it? Do you have any objections? "

Shen Moxi was infuriated by the woman's brain. Could it be that in her eyes, she was someone who could not choose her food? Forget about Madam Qiao's figure and appearance, just her age alone would make him unable to do anything about it.

Cheng Tian didn't expect him to answer her in such a manner, and he was as speechless as him.

She knew, of course, that it was impossible for Shen Mushui to have an affair with the female client, and that the question had been made out of revenge.

For the moment, she didn't know how to respond to him.

She pursed her lips and smiled as she corrected herself. "The wound is too tight. Let me help you fix it."

Then she went and sat down beside him and gently picked up his injured hand.

Shen Muxi, however, took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her shoulders, pull her into his embrace when she didn't expect it, and kiss her on the lips in a punitive manner with his head lowered.

Cheng Tian painting was shocked by him and his body stiffened. This was a public place …

Shen Muxi hugged her tightly as she tried to struggle. After a long time, he removed his red lips from her lips and placed it next to her ear. He warned her, "If you dare question me again, I won't let you go."

"You questioned me first." Cheng Tian didn't accept the results.

Even though she had her reasons, she still obediently shut her mouth when she saw Shen Mouxi's gaze on her.

In order to not be an object of attention, Cheng Tian Painting withdrew from his embrace and gently reminded him, "Hurry up and extend your hand. It's very late."

"Say you're wrong." Someone demanded domineeringly.

"I was wrong." A certain someone acted as if he didn't care about Ye Zichen at all.

To reason with Young Master Shen? He would never be able to explain it!

Shen Mushui finally handed her the injured hand.

When Madam Qiao had helped him to tie him up just now, he had felt that they were too tight, so tight that it was painful to bear. However, in order to send Madam Qiao away as soon as possible, he did not mention it.

For a matter like taking care of one's wounds, it would be better if Cheng Tian did what he wanted. There was no doubt about it.

At night, Cheng received a letter from Weibo saying that she had just returned from Thailand and hadn't had a hot pot in a while. Tomorrow, they would have a hot pot together.

Of course, Cheng Tian Hua agreed without any hesitation, and asked casually: "Did you bring me a present?"

A minute later, he returned with a message: I brought a transvestite with me, I can definitely change that monster Shen Mushui for you.

Cheng Tian laughed.

The next moment, her phone was taken away by Shen Mushi.

Cheng Tian painting froze for a moment before pouncing over instinctively, "Return my phone!"

Shen Muxi avoided her hand and raised it above his head. "Send a letter in the middle of the night. Who knows if you're flirting with a man. I have the right to examine it."

"Where is the man? It's just a show of goodwill." Cheng Tian Painting anxiously fought over it, thinking to himself, I can't let Shen Mu Xi see the message, or else …

Unfortunately, before she could finish her thought, Shen Moxi's face had already darkened. His exquisite eyes were staring at the screen of her phone.

Cheng Tian Hua subconsciously gave up on the fight and retreated back to the bed. He chuckled dryly as he looked at him.

Shen Moxi placed the screen of his phone in front of her and spoke with a displeased tone, "Is this how you usually discuss me?"

"Of course not." Cheng Tian shook his head.

"Do you really want to change me so much?"

"Of course not." He continued to shake his head.

"Let's see how this monster will deal with you!" Shen Muxi threw down his cell phone and his well-built body quickly pounced on her.

There was nowhere for Cheng Tian Tu to hide, so he could only push him away while reminding him with a smile, "Don't move, if you touch the wound and bleed again, I won't help you bandage it up …"

"That's how you threatened me just now." Shen Moxi said.

When he had wanted to have sex with her earlier, she had threatened to not help him bandage his injured hand, but she had obediently helped him to bandage it afterwards.

Thus, he wasn't worried at all …