Before the wedding, Cheng drawing and Sister Zhang met each other. All kinds of jewelry and gifts were placed on the table, and Cheng drawing refused them all.
She only had one condition. She didn't want a wedding. Everything was simple.
This made Sister Zhang puzzled. Which woman didn't want her wedding to be grand and luxurious?

They made an appointment to get married in the Civil Affairs Bureau on Saturday. Today was Friday, the last day of being single.
In order to enjoy this beautiful life, Cheng drawing walked alone on the bustling street, enjoying the delicious food he liked, wearing the famous brand dresses he liked, and shoes that were ten centimeters high. He dressed himself up beautifully and gently.
She had her own memories. For the first time, she was so kind to herself.
Behind the building was the Aojiang. On the ignored road, a couple were either sitting, walking, or standing.
Cheng Yehua found a stone chair and sat down, quietly watching the happy people coming and going in front of him.
It was not until it was dark that she got up and walked in the direction of home.

After a sleepless night, she got up early the next day. She packed up the few luggage, took the certificate, and came to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the time she had promised Sister Zhang.
When she arrived, Sister Zhang was already waiting at the door. She took the bow with a smile and said, "Miss Cheng, you came at the right time. Young Master has just arrived."
Young Master...
If Sister Zhang hadn't mentioned it, Cheng drawing would have forgotten about the existence of this man. These days, she had been treating marriage as a task and a deal. It didn't matter who the groom was, even if there was no groom.

As expected, the other party was rich and generous. They only engaged in a wedding and were received by a special person. There was a special VIP room to handle the procedures.
When Cheng drawing entered the VIP room, Shen Mu Xi was standing straight in front of the dressing mirror with his back to her. He opened his arms and let his two subordinates sort out his suit.
"This man has a good figure. The old lady didn't lie to me about this," Cheng drawing thought to himself.
"Young Master, Miss Cheng is here," Sister Zhang said respectfully.
Hearing Sister Zhang's voice, Shen Muxi turned around and looked at her. Cheng drawing was stunned and stared at the handsome and charming man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him.
How could it be him? How could it be?
The old lady didn't tell her that her grandson was Shen Muchen... No, she seemed to have told her that she didn't take it to heart.
Cheng drawing suddenly remembered that night when Shen Muxi was drunk, he said that he would not marry Cheng drawing. He remembered that the next day, when he was sober, he proposed to her with a serious face. It turned out that everything was not for fun.
Shen Muxi took two steps forward, leaned over, and whispered in Cheng drawing's ear with a smile, "Don't you hate me? I thought you would run away from the marriage. Why don't you run away?"
Why didn't she run away? If she did, he wouldn't have to marry her. How nice it would be!
Cheng drawing's lips twitched, but he didn't say a word.
Although she was shocked, she had not completely lost her mind. Even if she knew that Shen Mu Xi was the good grandson of the old lady, what could she do? Would she still have the chance to choose not to marry him?
"I thought you were different from other women. It seems that your temper is no different from theirs." Shen Muchen turned around sarcastically and tidied up his collar tie in front of the mirror.
"What about you? Why don't you run away?" Cheng drawing looked at him. It could be seen that he didn't want to marry her at all. That night, he shouted that Tian Xin was his lover, wasn't she? She was the woman he wanted to marry the most, wasn't she?
Shen Muxi glanced at her in the mirror and sneered.
After tidying up his clothes, he went to the chair in front of the red background and sat down.
"Miss Cheng." Sister Zhang winked at Heavenly Painting.
Cheng drawing hesitated for a moment, took off his windbreaker, walked to the seat next to Shen Muxi, and sat down.
The two of them could be said to be strangers... To think that they were sitting on the same chair and taking photos of their marriage. Cheng drawing felt extremely awkward and awkward.
However, the photographer still made a gesture and said, "Please get closer... get closer, and laugh more happily..."
Cheng drawing tried his best to put on a smile and leaned closer to Shen Muxi.
After taking one, the photographer looked at it again and again and shook his head. "It's not intimate enough. Let's do it again."
Cheng drawing frowned slightly. He really didn't understand why the photographer was so serious at such a young age. It was just a wedding photo, and the law wouldn't interfere with their relationship because of the lack of intimacy in the photo.
Just when she was speechless, Shen Mu Xi suddenly stretched out his arm and held her in his arms. He smiled at the photographer and said, "Is this enough to be intimate? May I ask?"
Due to his strong strength, Cheng drawing bumped into his chest, causing her to suck in a breath of pain. She raised her head and glared at him with a face full of anger, but it just so happened to come into contact with his evil smile.
In order to finish the shoot as soon as possible, she quietly withdrew from his arms and leaned against his side with a smile.
"Okay, that's it. One, two, two... beautiful!" The photographer quickly pressed the shutter and fixed them in the camera.
After taking photos, they signed and signed according to the procedure. The whole process went smoothly and quickly.
Staring at the marriage certificate with her photo and name on it, Cheng drawing felt extremely dazzling. For a long time, she was silent, as if she had lost her soul.
It was not until the moment she entered the hospital that she finally came to her senses.
Only in the hospital could she become rational and serious. This was her job and she was not allowed to do anything bad.
She was calm for a whole day. When she walked out of the hospital, the car sent by the Shen family was already waiting at the entrance of the hospital.
"Young Madam, good afternoon. I'm Xiao Li, who is in charge of sending you home." The driver was a young man with a very good smile, polite and respectful.
The title of Young Madam was not unfamiliar at all.
A week ago, she was still the Young Madam of the Lin family. But today, she suddenly became the Young Madam of the Shen family. It was just a week.
Cheng drawing nodded politely at him, glanced around, and said in a low voice, "Please don't call me Young Madam when you're in the hospital. Thank you."
"Oh, okay." Xiao Li nodded and opened the back door for her.
The Shen family's villa was built in a treasured place on the west side of Bin City. It was magnificent, high-end, and more than two times bigger than the Lin family.
Today was the first time for Cheng drawing to enter the Shen family mansion, and it was also the official day for her to return home. When she was good to Lin Yuan, she even lived in the water palace. It was not that she had never seen such a big scene. But the moment she entered the Shen family, she was still a little nervous and uncomfortable.
She knew that what she was afraid of was not how luxurious and generous this house was, but the man inside, whom she was completely unfamiliar with but had the closest relationship with.
"Oh, my granddaughter-in-law is back." Old lady Shen came up and held Cheng drawing's hand, grinning from ear to ear. "Good girl, call me grandma."
"Grandma." Cheng drawing greeted politely.
"It's so nice. I've been looking forward to hearing you call me grandma." Old lady Shen smiled more and more excitedly.
"This is Madam, Young Master Murong's mother." Sister Zhang led Cheng drawing to a noble lady and introduced her with a smile.
Cheng drawing looked at the noble woman in front of him and felt a little embarrassed. The last time they met, she still called her concubine as Lin Yuan's wife. It had only been less than a month, but Shen Muchen's wife called her mother.
This Mrs. Shen, who despised the Lin family from the bottom of her heart, did not know how much she despised her now.
"Mom," she called out obediently.
"No matter what, I can't get rid of this call of 'Mom'."
Mrs. Shen smiled and nodded at her, and it was hard to hide the sarcasm in her tone. "We meet again."
Cheng drawing smiled uneasily and retreated in front of her.
"This is Eldest Young Lady, Shen Yuqing." Sister Zhang pointed to the young beauty next to her and continued to introduce.
Before Cheng drawing could speak, Shen Yuqing said with a smile, "As your sister-in-law, you sound young, but as your cousin, you look so old. Thank you, sister-in-law?"
"Yu Qing." Cheng drawing looked at the young girl in front of him, who looked pure on the outside, had fair skin and a slim figure. Compared with Mrs. Shen, she looked much more easygoing.
"Yu Qing has always been a poor girl. Don't blame her, Tian Tu." Old lady Shen glanced at Shen Yuqing with blame, and Shen Yuqing giggled.
The old lady suddenly turned around and asked Xiao Li, "Where's Big Master? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Xiao Li hurriedly said, "Big Master has a social event tonight. He won't be back for dinner."
"This brat, doesn't he know that today is the first day of the Heavenly Painting?"
"Big Master said..." Li hesitated and didn't continue.
Today, when he told the young master that he must come back for dinner, the young master only gave him two words: "I can't eat."
If he told the truth, would the old lady be so angry that she wanted to jump off the building again? It was better not to say it.
"Muxi has always been very busy. Don't mind him." The old lady was afraid that Cheng drawing would think too much, so she patted her hand and comforted her.
How could Cheng drawing not understand what Shen Muxi was thinking? However, she did not mind if he was back for dinner or not. It would be better if he did not even come back to sleep. That way, she would not have to face something that would make her feel embarrassed just thinking about it.
"I know." She continued to maintain a decent smile.
From the moment she came in, Cheng drawing felt a hateful gaze following him. She turned her face slightly and saw a young girl standing by the door and staring at her.
It was a girl who was at most 20 years old and looked very young. The girl did not have Shen Yuqing's famous clothes and exquisite accessories, nor did she have Shen Yuqing's noble temperament, but she had a natural and clean beauty. From beginning to end, Sister Zhang did not introduce her. Obviously, she was not an important person in this family.
Cheng drawing did not understand why she hated him so much. There were so many people in the Shen family, so she was not in the mood to think about their thoughts one by one.
In addition to Mrs. Shen, Old Madam Shen and Shen Yuqing were both people who liked to talk and laugh, so the atmosphere at the table was relatively relaxed and warm. Cheng drawing felt more at ease when he ate.
After dinner, Cheng drawing was led by Sister Zhang to a master bedroom on the second floor. The bedroom was luxuriously decorated, with a gray style, showing out the masculinity of men. Being in it, Cheng drawing felt depressed. She had never liked such a deep thing.
After telling everything she needed to say, Sister Zhang said respectfully, "Young Madam, if you need anything, just tell me. I will send someone to settle it as soon as possible."
"Okay, thank you."
"Then... I'll go out first. You should rest early."
"Yes."
After Sister Zhang left, Cheng drawing walked to the big bed in the middle of the bedroom and sat down. The big bed was very soft, and a light and unique masculine smell wrapped around her. It was strange and a little familiar. It belonged to Shen Muchen!
Sister Zhang left Shen Muxi's bedroom. After being tired for a whole day, she beat her arms with her fists and walked to the house next to the main room. As soon as she entered the bedroom, she was shocked by a figure.
"Xiaohui, what are you doing here?" Sister Zhang patted her chest and looked at her daughter angrily.
He Hui's eyes were red as if she had just cried. She glared at Sister Zhang angrily and said, "Mom, is Young Master Murong really getting married to Cheng drawing?"
"I'm not really going to get married. I'm already married." Sister Zhang glanced at her, turned around, and took out a set of pajamas from the closet, ready to take a shower.
He Hui grabbed her mother's arm and said angrily, "What? You're married? How can you let that woman marry Young Master Murong? Mom, are you crazy?"
A few days ago, she heard that the old lady wanted Young Master Mu to marry the woman in the newspaper. She was trying to find an excuse to persuade the old lady. Unexpectedly, in less than a week, the woman had moved into the Shen family, and she really married Young Master Murong.
"Why not?" Sister Zhang asked.
"You know..." He Hui's face turned red and she was so anxious that she was about to cry. "... I have always liked Young Master Murong."
"It's because I know that you like Young Master Murong that I tried my best to get them together." Sister Zhang looked at her daughter with a helpless look. "First of all, it's Young Master Mu's idea to marry the Heavenly Painting. It's useless even for his wife to oppose it. How can the old lady listen to a servant's advice? Second, Young Master Mu is the future heir of the Shen Group and the direct heir of the Shen family. As a servant, we should know our own limits. That kind of unrealistic dream is impossible."
"Mom, can you stop calling yourself a servant all day long? What era is it now? Does everyone know about it? Besides, what does she have? What does she have other than a pretty face?"
Sister Zhang stared at her and said seriously, "What the old lady wants is her face. You don't have a family background, you don't have a peerless beauty, and you can't make her look like you. What right do you have to make Young Master Mu like you and the old lady like you?"
He Hui bit her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.
She never thought that she was much worse than other women. Her family background could not be changed, so she could only change herself the day after tomorrow. In order to keep a close relationship with Young Master Murong, she insisted on moving high and losing weight every day. She studied hard every day and got into the same university as Young Master Murong. In the first round, she lost to Yang Henxin. She was angry but admitted defeat because Yang Henxin was outstanding in family background, appearance, and behavior. But now she lost to Cheng drawing, who had nothing. She could not accept it no matter how hard she tried.
Seeing her daughter so sad and disappointed, Sister Zhang finally couldn't bear it. She patted her on the shoulder and sighed, "Xiaohui, I know that you are sad in your heart, but Mr. Mu's status is too high. We really can't afford it. Forget him."
"I can't forget." He Hui wiped the tears in her eyes with her sleeves. She glared at her mother and turned to leave.