After two days of rest, the wounds on Cheng drawing's body were much better.
In the past two days, she had been staying in an unfamiliar apartment. The scenes replayed in her mind over and over again in the past three years were all about the things she had done with Lin Yuan.
In the Lin family, other than Mrs. Lin, there was no one else who liked her. Now that things had developed to this point, the divorce was inevitable.

Looking at Mrs. Lin, who was full of pity and helplessness, Cheng drawing agreed softly. "Mom, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce tomorrow."
"Your wounds haven't healed yet. It doesn't matter in a few days."
"I can."
"Good girl..." Mrs. Lin touched her head with her hand and sighed, "I believe you are innocent, but the Lins don't believe it. Lin Yuan is determined to divorce you. Lin Yuan has been responsible and filial since he was a child. I just don't understand why he is so cruel to you. It seems that you and Lin Yuan are destined to have no fate in this life. It's good to divorce. You can also be free. After the divorce, you should find a man who loves you and marry him. With someone to share your mother's medical expenses, you won't have to live so hard."
Because he didn't want Mrs. Lin to help Cheng drawing pay the medical expenses, Lin Yuan had been keeping his money under control for a long time. Therefore, even if Mrs. Lin wanted to help Cheng drawing, she couldn't do anything about it.
"Thank you, Mom," Cheng drawing still said softly.

As for getting married, she felt that she would never get married again in this life. She would never trust any man again.
"Mom didn't help you with anything. What are you thanking me for?"
Cheng drawing shook his head. "If Mom hadn't texted Young Master Murong for me, I would have died at the gate of the Lin Family."
The only person she could think of when she sent a text message to Shen Muxi was Mrs. Lin, because there was no one in the Lin family who cared about her life except Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Haven't I sent a text message?"
Cheng drawing was also surprised and stared at Mrs. Lin in surprise.
"It's not Mrs. Lin? Who could it be?"
"Who on earth helped me?" Cheng drawing was still thinking about this question when Mrs. Lin left.
"Miss Cheng, let me help you change your dressing," the nurse, Xiaoliu, came in and said politely to her.
As soon as Cheng drawing lay on the sofa, he tilted his head. The scene that he had experienced in the Lin family came back to his mind. Who took her mobile phone to send a message to Young Master Murong? The burning wound caused her to frown in pain.
At this moment, there was a doorbell ringing at the door. Xiaoliu walked over and opened the door. Shen Muxi's figure fell in, accompanied by the smell of alcohol.
"Young Master Murong!" Xiaoliu hurriedly supported Shen Muxi, who was so drunk that he couldn't even stand straight.
Cheng drawing stood up from the sofa and pulled up his clothes. He looked at the sudden appearance of Shen Muxi in surprise. For the past two days she had lived here, Shen Muxi had never shown up. Why did he come here tonight? And why was he so drunk?
Seeing that the weak and weak Xiaoliu couldn't support the tall and strong Shen Muxi, she went over and held his other arm.
When Shen Mu Xi saw Cheng drawing, his blurry eyes suddenly lit up. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. With a gentle face, he said, "Tianxin... Don't worry. I won't marry another woman. I... I only love you... I only love you for the rest of my life..."
As he spoke, his lips pressed against Cheng Tian's face.
With warm and soft red lips and the smell of whiskey, Cheng drawing was petrified in an instant.
What was he doing? Kiss her?
How could it be?
"Young Master Murong, you're drunk. I'm not innocent!" Cheng drawing said exasperatedly as he pushed his body away.
Unexpectedly, Shen Mu Xi held her even tighter. While saying that she was not drunk, he moved his red lips from her cheeks to his lips and kissed her deeply.
Cheng drawing struggled a few times but failed. In a hurry, he raised his arm and slapped hard on his face, saying, "Look carefully. I'm not a quiet girl. My name is Cheng drawing!"
Because she was so anxious that she didn't control her strength well, half of Shen Muchen's face turned red in an instant. He didn't know if it was because of the pain, but he stopped all his movements and stared at her in a daze.
Xiaoliu was even more shocked by Cheng drawing's behavior. There was no one else who dared to slap Young Master Shen except Cheng drawing! If Old Madam Shen knew that her heart had been slapped by a woman, would she be so angry that she would faint?
Cheng drawing thought that Shen Mu Xi had been woken up by his slap, so he instinctively took a small step back. Unexpectedly, Shen Muxi laughed again and pointed at her with his finger. "Cheng drawing? Heavenly Painting... My fiancee."
"I'm not your fiancee," Cheng drawing explained patiently.
A drunk man is so troublesome!
"Tianhua... will you marry me?" Shen Muxi leaned forward and held her shoulders with his big palm. He stared at her with blurred eyes. "I came here especially to propose to you today..."
This man, who had just said that he only loved her in his life, was now asking for a marriage with another woman. Men... were indeed people who swore to be bullshit.
"Don't go mad. Hurry up and lie down on the bed." Cheng drawing motioned for Xiaoliu to help help Shen Muxi get on the bed.
Xiao Liu, who was in a daze, came to his senses and nodded hurriedly. As soon as his hands touched Shen Muchen, he was thrown away by him. He murmured, "Cheng drawing... Heavenly Painting... Who is Heavenly Painting?"
"Who is Cheng drawing? I'm asking you a question!" Shen Muxi suddenly got angry at the shoe cabinet on the side. He slapped and kicked it and shouted, "What is Cheng drawing! Huh? Tell me? Why should I marry her? I won't! I won't marry her!"
With a bang, the shoe cabinet was overturned to the ground.
Cheng drawing and Xiao Liu were frightened. They hid in the corner and looked at the livid and furious Shen Muxi. No one dared to pull him.
After flipping over the shoe cabinet, Shen Muxi turned over the coffee table. Then his body tilted, and his tall and strong body fell on the sofa. He was still repeating the sentence, "I don't want to marry Cheng drawing..."
Although he kept talking about Cheng drawing, Cheng drawing was not angry. He just thought that he was talking nonsense because he was drunk. She and Xiao Liu worked together to carry Shen Muchen to the bed. Because they had exerted too much strength, it hurt the wounds on his body.
Perhaps because his movements were too big, Shen Muxi's stomach was churning. Then with a puff, he threw up the picture of the sky and fell back on the bed.
Cheng drawing lowered his head and looked at his clothes, frowning. However, seeing that Shen Muchen had saved her life, she had no choice but to accept it.
Staring at Shen Muxi's sleeping face, she suddenly found that this man was really good-looking. His facial features, which seemed to be carved by an artist, were three-dimensional and smooth. His honey-colored skin was clean and flawless, and his figure was so beautiful that it would never lose to any fashion model.
Cheng drawing quickly retracted his gaze. As soon as he turned around, he found that Xiaoliu was drooling at the handsome man on the big bed.
She quietly walked out of Shen Muxi's bedroom and went to the bathroom to clean up her body's daily necessities.