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"I just wanted you to know that it was my wishful thinking to love Little Painting. Little Painting doesn't love me, so you should hate me instead of her." He gently wrapped his arm around her waist. Her waist was slender and her figure was sexy. Her face was also exquisite and was indeed much more perfect than Cheng Tian painting.

All men liked her, he did not doubt that.

"Of course I hate you. And I might hate you for the rest of my life?" She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

Her face was so close to his, so beautiful, so charming. What else could he be picky about?

Tightening the arm around her waist, he changed from passive to actively kissing her.

It was midnight by the time he descended from the Tiandu Mansion.

As he sat in the carriage, Cheng Tian Hua recalled his promise to accompany the old lady to lunch tomorrow. He then said to Shen Moxi, "Let's go to the Shen Residence."

Shen Muxi turned his head to look at his slightly flushed face and asked, "Didn't you dislike going over there?"

After drinking a few glasses of red wine, her face was currently as red as a peach, looking extremely beautiful.

"Grandmother is calling me at noon today. She wants us to go back for lunch tomorrow. I can't think of any reason to refuse."

"Aren't you afraid she'll chase after you and ask about your pregnancy?"

"I'm afraid, so you have to help me."

"How can I help you? That I didn't work hard enough? "

Cheng Tian Painting glanced at him embarrassedly, "You can be more tactful."

"How so? Why don't you teach me? " He laughed.

"Didn't you always claim that you're smarter than me? Why do you still have to ask me?"

"Haven't I always advocated for the use of great talents?"

"…"

Cheng Tian Painting rolled his eyes speechlessly. It seemed like he had to think of a way to deal with the old lady himself.

When the two of them returned to the Shen residence, the old lady had already fallen asleep and the servants had all gone back to rest.

The two of them looked at each other and quietly went upstairs to their own bedroom. "Do you want to wash first?" Cheng Tian Painting asked Shen Mushi.

"You go first. I have an urgent message to receive." Shen Moxi walked over to the computer and pressed the power switch.

The servants were all asleep, so Cheng Tian Hua went downstairs to make two cups of tea. As he walked out of the kitchen, he coincidentally met He Hui, who was in his pajamas and holding a cup.

Cheng Tian Painting was shocked as he stopped in his tracks to size her up.

Why isn't she sleeping at this time of the night? What is she doing here?

"Is the night scene in Tiandu beautiful?" He looked at her mockingly and laughed.

It didn't seem to be a coincidence, but rather a deliberate act of guarding. Cheng Tian Hua's finger that was holding the teacup tightened as he smiled, "Not bad."

"You look pretty good." He Hui nodded his head and walked into the kitchen. He stopped when he was next to her, and turned his head to look at her: "Oh yeah, please tell Eldest Young Master that his mother-in-law is calling tonight, and ask him why he's not watching the meteor shower with his mistress."

Cheng Tian picture was slightly surprised and his puzzled gaze fell on her face.

Shen Muxi's mother-in-law? Yang Manxin's mother? She seemed to have never heard of this person's existence.

"Mistress Yang is very unhappy, let Eldest Young Master handle it." After He Hui said this word by word, he turned around and walked into the kitchen.

After standing stiffly on the spot for a moment, Cheng Tian started walking up the stairs.

Inside the room, Shen Moxi was reading a document between her eyebrows. She was so serious that she didn't even notice when she placed the teacup on the table.

He was looking at it so seriously that Cheng Tian Painting didn't even have the heart to disturb him. She stood there, debating whether she should tell him about He Hui's malicious intentions or not.

Shen Moxi finally felt her presence. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked up and said, "Thank you."

"Is there a problem with the job?" Cheng Tian Hua glanced at his computer screen and asked.

"No, just reply with an email." Shen Moxi put down the cup and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Why don't you take a bath?"

"Right away." Cheng Tian drew back from his arms and turned back to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Cheng Tian Painting faced himself and took a light breath. The happiness he had inside the Heavenly Capital Tower was slowly fading away due to some reason.

He Hui really did have the ability to torment her. He could always easily knock her back into reality the moment she felt like she was about to float to the clouds.

If he was confident enough, why would he always be influenced by He Hui's words?

However, confidence was something that could only be obtained with a little bit of what Shen Moxi gave him.

She finished her shower and walked out of the bathroom. Shen Muxi was already sitting on the sofa with his laptop closed, watching with a serious expression on his face.

It was already this late at night. Who was it that was affecting his mood? Was she Yang Tingxin's mother? Blame him for not accompanying someone on this meteor night?

If it weren't for He Hui's words just now, she wouldn't have thought of this person.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Tian Hua walked over and sat beside him.

Shen Muxi came back to his senses, placing his phone on the table with a black screen, "Nothing, have you finished washing?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go wash." Shen Moxi stood up from the sofa and walked towards the bathroom.

Cheng Tian Painting stared at the black phone on the table, while the curiosity in his heart grew. She was not a person who liked to peep into other people's privacy. Even when Lin Yuan was wandering among the flowers all day long, she had never thought of checking his phone.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the bathroom. On the door, he could vaguely see Shen Mouxi taking a shower. She stretched out her palm and hesitantly took the phone from the table.

However, that hurdle in her heart never passed. After hesitating for a long while, she put her phone back in its place.

She stood up from the sofa and was about to go to bed when two beeps came from her phone. The screen lit up and a short message popped up on the screen.

Mother: Come early tomorrow.

Sure enough, Shen Moxi's earlier absent-mindedness was due to Yang Manxin's mother, his mother-in-law!

Cheng took a deep breath. He didn't understand why he felt guilty at all. It was as if his date with Shen was an immoral affair.

Should she listen to him and face the fact that she is Shen Mushui's legitimate wife and that Yang Manxin has already become a thing of the past? She shouldn't let herself live in the shadow of Yang Manxin.

The "whooshing" sounds in the bathroom suddenly stopped. Cheng Tian Hua turned around and quickly walked towards the direction of the big bed. She still could not look straight into his eyes, could not force herself to strive for the happiness that should have been hers.

I don't know if it was because he was too late or if it was for some other reason, lying in bed, that he didn't hug or kiss her as he always did.

His eyes were closed, but he had no intention of sleeping.

Cheng Tian Hua couldn't help but move his body into his embrace and embrace his waist.

Did he regret it? Regret taking her to see a shooting star? Regret not being by Yang Tenxin's side?

Shen Moxi turned around and hugged her tightly.