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"I hope she's fine." Cheng Tian Hua sighed and said to him, "Be careful on the road. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After watching Gu Zi Hao's car drive away, Cheng turned around and walked into the mansion.

It was already past ten o'clock, but the old lady was still awake. She was slowly descending from the second floor, and Shen Moxi could tell that she had just returned from outside. He tugged at his tie as he spoke to the old lady.

"I thought you two were together, but I didn't expect you to be separated." The old lady glanced at the two of them, and finally shifted her gaze onto Cheng Tian Hua. She said with a serious tone, "It's so late, why are you still with another man? "Is that so?"

Cheng Tian drew a glance at Shen Mouxi, but the latter only threw a faint glance at her, unable to discern whether he was happy or angry.

When he was still two kilometers away from the Shen Mansion, he saw Cheng Tian Painting sitting in Gu Zi Hao's Bujardi. The two were talking and laughing, and he also saw Cheng Tian Painting personally feeding Gu Zi Hao.

It was true that he was displeased and had almost charged forward to stop them. However, when he thought of the secret agreement he had with Cheng Tian Hua, he immediately came to his senses.

"Grandma, I'm only friends with Young Master Gu." Cheng Tian explained.

"The first time we met, I could tell that Young Master Gu was looking at you differently." The old lady walked in front of her and patted her hands, "Since you've decided to stay in the Shen family, you should be willing to give up on those outside. Do you hear me?"

"Yes." Cheng Tian Hua nodded his head humbly.

"Good girl, go back to your room and rest early." The old lady said to the two of them.

"Alright, good night grandma." Cheng Tian painting walked up the stairs.

Shen Muxi lazily pulled off his tie and stood up from the sofa. He smiled at the old lady and said, "Grandmother, do you think that human emotions are set up by computer systems? can be reset or deleted? "

"What is it? "Are you willing to let Gu Zi Hao chase her away?"

"If I was fated to be with her, no one would be able to chase after me, right?"

"Don't you dare talk to me like that here. I gave up He Hui to keep her. You'd better not make me regret it."

"That will depend on whether or not your good grandson has the ability to do so." Shen Muxi shrugged and started walking up the stairs.

When Cheng Tian had finished his shower, he saw Shen Moxi standing in front of the French window, looking at him. She stopped and walked up to him. She sized him up and asked, "What's wrong? Are you waiting for my explanation as well? "

"Do you think it's necessary?"

"Nope."

"Then that's it."

"Then what do you mean by looking at me like that?"

"I don't have any special meaning. I just want to remind you to pay attention to your image before we officially get divorced. It's best not to give men snacks in the car." Shen Muxi turned his back to her and looked out into the night. His tone was flat, as if he were reminding her of something very small.

He couldn't admit that he was waiting for her explanation, even if it really wasn't necessary.

Cheng Tian's heart went dark, and he suddenly had the same desolate feeling as before he left.

She nodded. "I'll be careful."

Shen Moxi added, "Don't misunderstand, I don't have any intention of interfering with your relationship."

"Got it."

"Is your mother better?" Shen Muxi changed the subject.

"I'm not going to wake up until tomorrow morning after calming down." Cheng Tian picture looked at him and asked, "What did my mother say to you?"

"Nothing, I just called out your name. I said you are …" Shen Moxi muttered to himself as he recalled the words Cheng Zhuoyun had said to him with great effort just now. He was truly unable to guess what he was trying to say.

"Am I the one who needs to be concerned more? She's always felt sorry for me. " Cheng Tian Hua gave a bitter smile, especially after he found out about her amnesia, his mother's heartache for her deepened.

"Maybe, so you have to be happy for her to see."

"Thank you, I will."

The two remained silent for a while. After standing in a daze for a while, Cheng Tian Hua said to him, "Go in and take a bath. I've already put hot water in."

Perhaps this was the last time she had ever given him a bath. Just before she did, she had wiped the disinfected bathtub again and again, carefully, and the water temperature had been adjusted just right.

There would always be a time when the song ended, when she was very grateful that he had given her this opportunity without any compensation and had not made things difficult for her.

In the morning, after getting Cheng Tianhua's trust, Auntie Shuang, who got her family card, stepped into Cheng's ward before Cheng arrived at the hospital.

Cheng Zhengyun was still unconscious when she entered the room. He had used his hand to push her awake from her sleep.

Cheng Guanyun slowly opened his eyes. When he saw her, his expression was no longer as excited as it was the first time. He only indifferently looked at her.

"You almost became a good sister to Mrs. Young. Are you awake?" Aunt Shuang smiled as she sized her up. Her condescending attitude made Cheng Guanyun feel an invisible pressure.

She opened her mouth, but was still unable to speak.

"Elder sister, what do you want to say?" Aunt Shuang put her ear close to her mouth and could hear the few words that she faintly spat out, "Little … Draw... "And?"

Compared to yesterday, he had improved a lot today. He was able to say two words in an intermittent manner.

She seemed to have recovered well. The chance to speak up was just around the corner, which caused Aunt Shuang to gradually feel uneasy.

She took in a light breath, and her eyes gradually became cold. It seemed that there were some things that could not be delayed.

"Is big sister asking about the little painting? She went back to her employer's house and hasn't come yet. " Aunt Shuang gave a faint smile and said, "Big sister must not know yet. In order to gather the surgery fees for you, Little Painting became a surrogate pregnancy tool for rich people. At night, she has to live with that employer."

Before she could finish her sentence, Cheng Zhuoyun was so shocked that his eyes widened as he looked at her in astonishment.

"It seems like elder sister doesn't know yet." Auntie Shuang sighed again. "Little Painting didn't tell you because she was worried that you would be angry after knowing about it. But elder sister, don't blame her. She did it for your own good. All these years, she really worked hard for you."

Aunt Shuang secretly observed Cheng Guanyun's expression and saw the shock on her face. She continued, "Big sister has been sick for five years. For the past five years, Little Painting has been using the expensive medical fees to support you. In order to earn more money, didn't Little Painting University marry the Lin Clan's young master after all? They had been beaten up by Young Master Lin and Eldest Miss Lin everyday, and half a year ago, they were beaten to a pulp by the Lin Clan and thrown out of their doorstep, almost losing their lives. After being abandoned by Young Master Lin, for the sake of your medical fees, Little Drawing went to a rich man to be his surrogate pregnancy tool. Perhaps it was due to him working too hard for his body, but he still hadn't gotten pregnant in almost half a year. Last month, she was beaten half to death by that family again and stayed in the hospital for a whole month, until a few days before you were discharged from the hospital. I was wondering if you had noticed the new injury on her forehead and left leg.

Tears rolled down from the corners of Cheng Guanyun's eyes. His hands tightly gripped the snow-white bedding as his body lightly trembled.

In the past few days, Cheng Tian Painting had only told her about the areas he had mentioned to her and never told her about them.

Of course, she had noticed the new scar on Cheng Tian Painting's forehead. She also used her eyes to ask about the origin of the scar, but Cheng Tian Painting nonchalantly told her that he accidentally knocked it out.

"Oh yeah, I heard that the small painting brought Shen Moxi over to see you last night? Actually, that was just the little painting acting for you because it was afraid that you were worried about her and Shen Mushui's future. You don't know yet, do you? Shen Moxi married Tensing four years ago. They are very loving and very happy right now. " As Aunt Shuang spoke, she took out a photo from her bag and handed it to her.

The photo was taken at the wedding four years ago. Yang Manxin was wearing a beautiful wedding dress as she slowly climbed down the spiral staircase, holding Shen Muxi's hand. Both of their faces were filled with a happy smile.

"Did you see it clearly? This is Tensing, not a small painting. " Auntie Shuang handed over some of the photos to her.

Cheng could clearly see that the girl in the photo was Yang Tenxin, not her little picture. However, what she didn't know was that Shen Muxi and Yang Tenxin had taken the photo when they were interviewing for the wedding dress at the wedding company, not the wedding.

Of course, Yang Tenxin was also wearing the same wedding dress during the wedding ceremony. Unfortunately, when the wedding car passed by Riverside Road, an accident occurred, causing him to never be able to recover from his illness.

How can you smile so young and pretty when your little picture is so worn out by life and your face is so old and your life is so much worse than a dog's?" Aunt Shuang's expression gradually grew cold. She stared at Cheng Guanyun and gave a cold smile, "When she was young, she lived a life of poverty with you, despised by everyone. When I grow up, I will be dragged down by you. I will sell my marriage for money, sell my body, and live a life without dignity. Don't you feel guilty at all when you see how your own daughter has been dragged by you? If it wasn't for you, maybe she would have had a good time, she could have had her job paid for with ease and maybe married a good man.

Cheng Guanyun could not speak. Other than tears, there was nothing else he could do.

She felt sorry for her daughter. Who said that she didn't feel sorry for her little painting?

Aunt Shuang was right. When she was young, she had never given her a good life. Now that she had grown up, she could finally be independent.

"Small painting …" She sobbed, her body shaking more violently.

Her heart was in so much pain that she could barely breathe.

"Is crying of any use?" Aunt Shuang approached her with a cold smile. "If I were you, I would have ended my wretched life long ago in order to allow Little Painting to live a happy life. Do you really think you can recover from your illness? Do you really think you can walk out of the hospital and act like a normal person? What a beautiful dream! This is just another white lie from your little drawing. "

Cheng Guanyun was so excited that his body was trembling. His face turned red and he began to cough non-stop.

Auntie Shuang quickly bent down and patted her chest, pretending to be worried. "Big sister, don't just die like this. I'll be responsible. Calm down, calm down …"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a door opening. Aunt Shuang was startled, but she quickly composed herself and continued comforting the excited Cheng Zhuoyun.

As soon as Cheng Tian Hua entered the ward, he saw his mother gasping for breath and coughing non-stop. He hurriedly put down the bag in his hands and rushed over, "Mom, what's wrong? How could this be? "

Knowing that her question was useless, she turned to Aunt Shuang, "Godmother, what did you say to my mother? Why is my mother so excited? "

Every time she met a stranger, her mother would be in such a state of emotional agitation. It was a serious day, so she guessed that Auntie Shuang must have said something to her mother that she shouldn't have said.

Aunt Shuang said innocently, "I just told her about you being thrown out of the house by Lin Yuan and the matter of you giving a surrogate child to someone for medical fees, I …"

"How can you tell my mother that?" Cheng Tian Hua angrily roared at her.

Aunt Shuang stared blankly at him, a look of regret on her face. "I felt that you worked so hard for your mother, so she should know."

"Scram!" Get lost! " Cheng Tian Hua screamed and pushed her towards the door of the ward.

Aunt Shuang was forced out of the ward. The door was slammed shut.

Cheng Tian Hua turned around and pounced back to his mother's sickbed, pulling her hand as he anxiously said, "Mom, don't listen to her. I'm fine, I'm fine …"

Cheng Guanyun sobbed and his tears fell like rain.

She pulled her hand away from her palm and stroked her forehead with trembling fingers. There was a new scar where she had purposely covered it with the sea water, a scar that stung her heart.

She extended her palm towards Cheng's left leg. Cheng was wearing a windbreaker and stockings, so she couldn't see her wound.

"Mom …" "Don't worry, it's done." With tears streaming down his face, Cheng Tian Painting said, "As long as you can recover, no matter how many injuries I suffer, it will all be worth it. Don't cry, alright?"

Cheng Guanyun began to cough again, with a trickle of blood oozing out of his mouth.

Cheng Tian Painting was completely terrified as he desperately pressed the distress bell on the wall and cried out, "Mom, don't scare me! It took me so much effort to wait for you to wake up …"

The doctor quickly rushed over. After a brief examination of Cheng Zhuoyun's condition, he asked to be transferred to the emergency room.

However, before the doctor could take him away, Cheng Guanyun grabbed onto Cheng Tian Hua's hand, refusing to let go no matter what.

Cheng Tian Hua anxiously advised, "Mom, hurry up and go with the doctor, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

Cheng Guanyun's lips moved. It was obvious that he still had something to say.

Cheng Tian Painting knew her personality. If he didn't listen to what she had to say, he definitely wouldn't cooperate well with the treatment. Thus, he put his ear close to her mouth and said, "Mom, say it, I'm listening."

Cheng Guanyun said with difficulty, "Mu …" "Hiss …"

Because of her body's discomfort, she couldn't pronounce words clearly. Cheng Tian Hua was startled and asked, "Mu Xi?"

Cheng Guanyun nodded.

She asked again, "Ma wants to see Munch?"

Seeing Cheng Yunyun nod once again, Cheng Tiantao hurriedly said, "Alright, I'll call Mu Xi over right now. Mom, can you cooperate with the doctor's treatment first?"

Cheng Guanyun was pushed into the emergency room. Seeing the door shut, Cheng Tian Hua's heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

She wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and collapsed to the ground.

Thinking of her mother's instructions, she got up and called Shen Mushi. The call connected, but no one answered. She didn't know if Shen Moxi did not hear or if he did not pick up the phone on purpose. She repeated the call countless times with the same result.

Worried that her mother wouldn't be able to see Shen Moxi as excited as before, she hesitated for a moment before looking up at the door of the emergency room. Then, she turned around and walked quickly towards the elevator.

After exiting the hospital, Cheng Tian Hua took a taxi to Shen Shi.

Ever since the car accident, Cheng Tian Painting had never been to the Shen household. Now that she was heading there again, she felt really depressed. She took the elevator to the top floor where the CEO's office was.

The secretary said indifferently, "Long time no see, Secretary Cheng."

Although they did not know the relationship between Cheng Tian Painting and Shen Moxi, but everyone could tell that it wasn't simple, so they, who had always been 'protecting their master', could not help but stand on the same side, rejecting this lucky secretary who had gained the favor of Chief Shen the moment she arrived.

Especially when they saw how Cheng Tian had barged into Chief Shen's office without even giving him a proper beating, they felt extremely vexed.