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The next morning, Yang Manxin was picked up by Shen Moxi.

Shen Muxi himself came to the door, bringing with him a variety of pregnant women's supplements.

They hadn't seen each other for a week. Since they no longer had anything to talk about, it didn't seem appropriate to say anything else.

Shen Moxi didn't know what to say after he asked her about her body. He awkwardly stood by the door.

This room that was once filled with the painful traces of his and Cheng Tian's love was now so unfamiliar to him that it was difficult to stand inside.

Is that why the relationship is changing? Maybe.

Before he left, Shen Moxi asked Cheng Tian painting, "Is the date for the inspection about to arrive? I'll go with you. "

His tone was so calm, it was as if he was telling a friend that he wasn't familiar with him yet, that he wanted to accompany him in doing something.

Cheng Tian Hua shook his head and replied in a calm tone, "No need. I work at the hospital myself. It's very convenient to check on her."

She smiled and urged, "Didn't you guys want to go for a stroll? Hurry up and go, don't worry about me. "

"Then be careful." Shen Moxi reminded him.

Cheng Tian nodded, "I will."

"Goodbye, can I still come back and play next time?" Yang Tianxin asked.

"Of course." Cheng Tian Painted touched the top of her head and said, "Go quickly."

Shen Muxi and Yang Tenxin left. Cheng Tianwen returned to his room, and after a moment of contemplation, he shook his head and went back to his room to wash up.

With his eyes wide open, he entered the bathroom and leaned against the bathroom door and said, "Why do I feel like Yang Manxin is not that simple a woman?"

Cheng Tian Hua stopped brushing his teeth and looked at her through the mirror, "That's because you've watched too many TV shows."

"Is that so?" Sui Xiong frowned and tilted his head. "Could it be that she didn't come here to stomp on the ground and then find an opportunity to make a move against you?"

"No, Tensing isn't that kind of person." Cheng Tian Painting spoke with confidence, but she did not dare to say anything else. However, for no reason, Yang Jingxin believed that she was not that kind of person.

Zhu Yi sneered disapprovingly, "Cheng Tian Painting, you'd better be careful. After all, you're still pregnant with her husband's child.

Cheng Tian Hua wiped off the foam at the corner of his mouth with a towel, then turned around to push her out. He impatiently said, "Alright, alright, you should quickly go back to sleep. Stop making wild guesses here."

"Hey, I'm reminding you out of good intentions." He grumpily shouted, "Do you think there is such a forgiving woman in the world? How could she laugh so happily at a woman her husband had raised outside? You even came here to play cards together? "

"Yes."

"Who?"

"Me."

"You're different. You're a retard."

"Yes, I'm a brainless person. A brainless person has to go to work now. Please go ahead." Cheng Tian Painting pushed her back into the guest room and slammed the door as he did so.

She sighed lightly as she stood by the door. She didn't know how she felt Yang Tenxin wasn't a good person, but she still believed in him.

She was still willing to believe that there were many women in the world like her who were willing to give up their love for love.

Shen Muxi and Yang Manxin got into the car together. Yang Manxin looked at Shen Muxi and asked, "Where are we going?"

Shen Moxi mysteriously smiled and said: "You'll know once we get there."

Yang Tenxin saw the mysterious look on his face, so he didn't ask any further and pulled on his seat belt.

As the car drove out of Tai'an House, Shen Muxi suddenly looked over at her and asked, "I'm curious as to how you and Little Painted Man got along so well. Can you tell me?"

Yang Manxin was surprised, as she didn't expect him to ask such a question. She didn't know how to answer.

"What did you do last night? Why are you staying here? " Shen Moxi was simply too curious. This didn't make sense at all.

Everyone was a lover meeting, so they were especially envious. Not only were they not envious, but they were also as close to each other as sisters.

"When I arrived last night, Little Painting and the rest were playing cards. I also liked to play so I joined." Yang Tingxin smiled embarrassedly, "It was very late when the show ended, so I decided to stay there."

Shen Muxi 'oh' once, and did not ask any further.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a construction site on the west side of the city. Seeing that Shen Muxi had pulled off his seat belt and was about to get off, Yang Manxin looked around and asked in puzzlement, "Where is this place? What are we doing here? "

"This is the western part of the city. Don't you remember?" Shen Moxi smiled as he pointed to the construction site beside him, "It's no wonder you don't remember that the western part of the village has already been remodeled to this state."

"Mm …" What are we doing here? " She followed Shen Moxi out of the car.

Shen Moxi grabbed her shoulders, pointed at the construction site and said, "Do you still remember what you said before?"

"What …?" Yang Manxin began to get nervous.

"You said you hoped there would be a playground here and then children would come every weekend, don't you remember?"

Yang Tingxin shook his head and smiled uncomfortably, "Sorry, I don't remember anymore."

Shen Muxi turned his head to look at her. She didn't remember? She actually didn't remember? How is this possible? But her expression didn't look like she was joking.

Could it be that the four years of unconsciousness had made her memory worse?

Shen Muxi hugged her with a pained heart, stroking her hair and saying gently, "It's fine, I just remember."

"Muse …" Yang Tianxin leaned on his chest, moved to the point of crying.

Even though she knew that everything he had done was not for her sake, she was still moved to tears.

There was a new show to be held at the weekend, so in order to make Cheng Tian Painting in a better mood, he invited her to go with him to the venue to play and meet the celebrities.

Cheng Tian Hua shook his head with a smile, "I'm worried that once you guys appear and the scene becomes chaotic, I'll be pushed under the chair."

"How could that be? The host has arranged for guests to be seated."

"That's not safe either." Cheng Tian Painting was in low spirits, "Besides, it's not like you don't know that I don't like chasing after stars."

"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you anymore." Xing Yi picked up his bag: "When big sis comes back tonight to pick you up, we'll go eat hotpot together."

"Hot pot?"

"What are you afraid of? It's not like you're cold."

"Oh …" Cheng Tian nodded his head, he couldn't just give up, at most, she would eat less.

Shi Yi pointed to the guest room. "Remember to wake her up and tell her to go home for lunch, so that she won't be criticized again."

Cheng Tian Painting walked her to the door and said, "If you are so considerate towards her, then don't drag her along like you. She is the daughter of a rich family."

"You heartless person, don't you see who I am doing this for?" Sui Xiong coldly snorted.

Cheng Tian Painting smiled, "Alright, alright, alright. I know that you are doing this for me. I'm very touched. Hurry up and go, you don't have to be late to let others think that you are pulling a fast one."

"Yeah, see you tonight." He waved at her and turned away.

At the Shen Mansion's breakfast table, Old Granny asked Sister Zhang who was at the side, "Have you stewed the soup for Little Painting yet?"

Sister Zhang smiled and said, "Old lady, don't worry. It's ready and ready. We'll wait for Little Li to deliver it to Miss Cheng."

"Yes." The old lady nodded and smiled, "The child has already been here for more than two months. He should be as big as a fist now, right?"

"Got it, got it." Sister Zhang nodded.

Shen Yuqing bit the straw that held the milk and joked, "Grandmother, look at you, you're getting anxious again."

The old lady pretended to be calm. "No, I was just curious."

"Aiyo, you're still not admitting to it?" Everyone laughed.

Yang Manxin held the knife and fork in her hand, and hesitantly said, "Let me send the soup over to Little Painting later, I want to see her."

"You want to see her?" Shen Moxi turned his head to look at her.

Yang Manxin nodded, "Today is the weekend, I don't need to work."

"Then I'll send you over, it's just right on the way."

"Sure." Yang Manxin nodded.

Shen Muxi had a job to do today, so he didn't have time to accompany her. Being alone in the house was boring, so he might as well go see his sister.

Yang Tingxin carried a thermal insulating box and got into Shen Muxi's car. The two of them left the house together.

On the way, Shen Muxi saw Yang Manxin tightly hugging the thermal insulating box. He smiled and said, "Isn't it just a box of soup? Do you have to hold it like a precious treasure?"

"Of course, this is for the little paintings and the baby." Not only did Yang Tenxin not let go, she even tightened her grip on the heat insulating box.

Shen Moxi sent Yang Tenxin to Tai'an Residence and then busied himself with his work.

Yang Manxin arrived at the door of Cheng Tian Painting. She took a deep breath, pressed the password, and walked in.

The password was given to her by Cheng Tian, making it convenient for her to enter whenever she came.

Cheng Tian painting was in the middle of tidying up the house when he saw Yang Manxin walk in. His smile widened: "Tenxin, you're here?"

Yang Manxin nodded. She placed the thermal insulating box on the table and said, "This is the soup that the old mistress told Sister Zhang to make for you. Hurry and eat it while it's still hot."

While saying this, Yang Tianxin opened the thermos box, took out a bowl and spoon from the cupboard, then walked over and said: "Sis, let me help you."

"It's fine. I'll be ready in a moment." Cheng Tian Hua raised his head and asked her, "Do you want to drink water?"

"If I want to drink it, I'll drink it myself."

Yang Tianxin was just about to ask if Kindly had gone out when she heard Gu Jiaqi's voice: "Wah, you have some soup, huh?" "Little Painter, how do you know I like pigeon soup?"

As she spoke, Gu Jia Qi held up the bowl of soup that Yang Manxin had scooped out and began to gulp down the soup.

"Hey …" Yang Tianxin hurriedly stopped him: "That isn't for you to drink."

It was only then that Gu Jia Qi realized Yang Jingxin's existence. She opened her mouth and exclaimed, "Ah!" She looked at the soup in the bowl, then looked at Cheng Tian painting, "You bought the soup for the little painting?"

"How did you buy it? The old lady specifically ordered the kitchen to cook it for you." Yang Tenxin seemed to be anxious.

Cheng Tian Painting immediately smiled and said, "It's alright, you can drink. I just finished my breakfast and can't finish it."

"That's embarrassing." Gu Jia Qi scratched her head. She looked at the bowl of soup that she had drunk before and then looked at the leftover soup in the heat preservation box. "Not bad, there's still half a bowl left."

Fortunately, Gu Jiaqi had finished all the soup in the bowl and brought another bowl and spoon out for Little Painting.

In order not to touch Yang Tingxin's fresh heart, Cheng Tian Painting took out the remaining half bowl of soup and drank it while it was still hot.

Gu Jia Qi caressed Yang Manxin's head and smiled, "Look at how anxious you are. Small drawings are already very nutritious, pregnant women are not allowed to eat too much."

"I'm just worried that the baby isn't nourishing enough." Yang Tian Xin smiled as he stretched out his hand to touch Cheng Tian Hua's abdomen.

"Jackie, you should go back for lunch, so your mom won't nag you."

"Didn't you say we would eat hotpot together tonight?"

"Come out again tonight."

Gu Jiaqi rolled her eyes speechlessly, "It's not like you don't know my mother. You'll be able to come back to me when we get back?"

"Then what should we do? It can't be that you spend the entire day wandering around outside, right? "