In a high-end bar.
Ye Nansi looked at Shen Muxi, who was so drunk that he was hugging a beautiful woman on the sofa opposite him, and frowned slightly.
Having known him for more than ten years, it was the first time that Ye Nansi had seen him letting himself and the woman hug so intimately. He felt a little fresh.

In this respect, Shen Muxi had the same obsession with cleanliness as him. Usually, he wouldn't even take a second look at these public lovers.
However, after the freshness, he was speechless, impatient, and worried.
"Young Master Murong, how about you come to my house tonight to play?" A woman had already slipped her hand into Shen Muxi's shirt. Her fingertips drew a small circle on his solid chest, which made Shen Muxi happy.
"Let's go to my house. My house is a little more spacious."
"If anyone of you can... give birth to a baby, I'll go to whomever family I go." Shen Muxi smiled drunkenly.
"I can."

"I can do it too."
"Then let's all go back to my house... let's play together..."
"Okay, okay..."
"Ahem, ahem..." Someone couldn't bear it anymore and put his fist between his teeth and coughed twice. Then he waved his hand and said, "You two go out. I don't need you here."

"But..." The two women looked at each other, unwilling to leave.
It was Young Master Shen who had invited them home. How could they give up the opportunity so easily?
"Get out!" Ye Nansi's face darkened.
Frightened by his imposing manner, the two women did not dare to make another sound and stood up from the sofa.
"At the door... Wait for me, don't run around..." Shen Muxi chuckled and pinched their plump buttocks. The two women laughed happily and nodded hard. "See you!"
After the woman left, Shen Muxi leaned on the back of the sofa and muttered, "What are you doing... the person who drove me away is boring."
"Drink a glass of honey boiled bar." Ye Nansi handed a glass of honey water on the table to him. He took it and drank it all.
"Since you know that Cheng drawing has been taken away by that guy, aren't you going to take her back?" Ye Nansi asked.
This morning, after Shen Muxi left the Shen Group building, he felt a little uneasy. He made a phone call to the security guard of the building to ask about the situation, and the security guard told him that Cheng drawing had been taken away by Gu Zihuan.
Shen Muxi sneered disdainfully. "As long as it's mine, he has the desire to steal it."
"That's why Cheng drawing is even more dangerous."
"Let him go. If he takes it away, we can find another one. Find one who is hotter than her and has a better temper than her." Shen Muxi laughed.
Ye Nansi rolled his eyes speechlessly and finally gave up communicating with him.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Cheng drawing came out of Gu Zihao's house. She didn't expect that she would sleep in Gu Zihao's house for so long.
She accompanied Shi Yi to the Mercedes-Benz 4S shop. Looking at Shi Yi's cheerful conversation with the coachman from a distance, she felt sad.
What could she do to wake her up from this bubble-like happiness?
"Tianhua, come here." Shi Yi smiled and waved at her.
Heavenly Painting walked over, pulled her to the front of the car, and said with a smile, "Do you think I should change the color of the chair to black? Will the red exterior and the black inner room be very dirty?"
"I think it's good to be like this now," Cheng drawing said casually.
She was not in the mood to give advice and advice, and she was not in the mood to be happy with her.
"Forget it. I won't change it. I'll check it out today." Shi Yi opened the door of the passenger seat and pushed Cheng drawing in. Then he went to the driver's seat on the other side.
This was a brand-new car with excellent performance and a price of more than three million yuan, which was very in line with her character.
Along the way, she had been talking about the interesting things that happened between her and Gu Zichen abroad. She looked as happy as a newly married wife.
"Yes." Cheng drawing couldn't help interrupting her. He stared at her and said seriously, "Listen to me. Don't be good to him. There won't be a good ending."
Shi Yi looked at her with a smile and said, "I think you are disappointed with rich men, so when you see rich people, you feel that they are not good."
"No, I don't think Gu Zihao is suitable to be a boyfriend."
"Don't worry. I'm a veteran in love. If he wants to play, he may not be able to play with me." She smiled smugly.
Cheng drawing was at a loss for words. He could no longer find a reason to persuade her to give up.
Although he was extremely reluctant, Cheng drawing had no choice but to let them get into Gu Zixiang's car and watch them eat the romantic French feast.
The last smile that Gu Zihao left her... was unfathomable.
"If I didn't do it on purpose, how could I do it so obviously? However, I'm neither close nor old to him, and it's the first time I've seen him, isn't it?"
Cheng drawing really didn't want to go back to the Shen family. He wandered alone on the street until late at night. It was a full-moon night. After the full-moon meal, the sky was much darker than usual. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. In Cheng drawing's view, every one of them was happy. They all had their own home. When they were tired, they turned around and their home was in front of them.
Standing at the endless intersection, Cheng drawing did not know where to go for a while.
In addition to the Shen family, where else could she go?
The Shen Residence was a place that was as frightening as a nightmare...
Taking a deep breath, she turned around and chose the intersection to the Shen family.
When Cheng drawing returned to the Shen family's house, it was dark and quiet in the bedroom. The bathroom was also dry, and there was no trace of anyone ever there.
"Hasn't Shen Muxi come back yet? Or has he slept in Yang Henxin's room? Did he spend every night in Yang Henxin's room?"
Cheng drawing shook his head and reminded himself not to guess or think too much. After all, they were a happy couple who fell in love with each other.
She took a set of pajamas from the closet and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, she vaguely heard a sound downstairs. It seemed to be Shen Muxi's voice.
She walked to the door, pulled a crack open, and listened attentively. The noise downstairs was indeed from Shen Muchen, and it seemed to be accompanied by Old Madam Shen's reprimand.
Cheng drawing opened the door and walked out. Shen Muxi's vague voice gradually became louder. "Why do you want to drive them away? I brought them back to have a baby... Don't drive them away... Don't go...!"
Downstairs, Shen Muxi was holding a young beauty in his arms. She was drunk and shouting. The beauty in his arms was blushing. Because she was held too tightly, she wanted to leave but couldn't.
Old lady Shen and Madam Shen were both woken up. They put on coats and walked into the living room.
"Young Master Murong, please let us go." The beautiful woman pleaded in a low voice.
She thought that Shen Muxi lived alone, but she didn't expect that there was someone else at home. If she had known about it, she would have had a room outside.
"No one is allowed to go, you are not allowed to...!" Shen Muxi giggled and led them to the stairs. "Go... go to my room. My bed is big..."
Old lady Shen noticed that Cheng drawing was standing at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor. She was afraid that she would be sad, and Shen Muchen was so drunk that he couldn't wake up. She could only step forward and slap him in the face. She scolded angrily, "Shen Muchen! Have you had enough of it? Get these two women out of here!"
Shen Muxi didn't wake up because of this slap. Instead, he held the beautiful woman in his arms tightly and looked at the old lady with anger. "Grandma... why did you hit me? Didn't you... did you say that you wanted to have a great-grandchild? I'm giving birth to a great-grandchild for you..."
"Nonsense!" Old lady Shen raised her hand and gave him a second slap. She turned to the door and shouted, "Xiao Wang, Xiao Hai, throw these two women out!"
Two strong servants immediately walked in and forcefully pulled the two women out of Shen Muxi's arms. Shen Muxi's body lost its balance for a moment and he almost fell to the ground.
"Muxi..." Mrs. Shen quickly stepped forward to support his staggering body. She glanced at the silent Cheng drawing on the second floor and said in a low voice, "Your wife is watching. Go back to your room and have a rest."
"My wife...?" Shen Muxi burped and looked around with a silly smile. "Who's my wife? Who's...?"
Then, his eyes finally stopped on Cheng drawing, who was on the second floor. The smile on his face turned into disdain. "Is she? She is not my wife. She... she and Young Master Gu are a match made in heaven..."
A hint of surprise flashed across Cheng drawing's cold face. What was he talking about? Did he mean Gu Zihao? How did he know that she had been with Gu Zihao today?
"I don't want her to be my wife. I only want her..."
"Shut up!" Old lady Shen almost wanted to slap him again, but in the end, she reluctantly clenched her hand.
Cheng drawing finally moved. He slowly walked down from the second floor, stood in front of Shen Muxi and looked at him indifferently. He sneered and said, "Even if you don't care about my feelings, don't you care about your feelings? Don't you love her very much? If she knew that you not only married me but also took the woman outside home, she would be very sad, wouldn't she?"
Shen Muxi finally quieted down a little, but after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed desperately. "Tianxin... she must be very sad. It was you who forced her to do this. It was you who forced me to do this..."
Cheng drawing suddenly roared, "Are you forcing me or me? Shen-Mu-Xi-!"
"It's Cheng drawing who's forcing Shen Muxi!" Shen Muxi began to act like a rogue like a child.
Seeing that the two of them had the momentum of a volcano crashing into the earth, Old Madam Shen became anxious and hurriedly called her servants to send Shen Muxi back to his bedroom to rest.
Shen Muxi was forced to go to the second floor. Cheng drawing endured it and also went up to the second floor.
Seeing the manservant helping Shen Muxi into her bedroom, she couldn't help calling them from behind. She said grumpily, "Why did you send him to my room? Send him to his beloved room."
"This..." The servant looked at each other, looking at Cheng drawing, and then at Old Madam Shen behind Cheng drawing.
Old lady Shen hurried to smooth things over and said with a smile, "Young Madam is in a mood with the young master. Hurry up and help the young master in."
With the old lady's words, the servant entered Shen Muchen's bedroom and placed him on the bed.
Shen Muxi was finally tired after a night of fuss. He fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed. Cheng drawing looked at Shen Muxi, who occupied almost the whole bed in a large shape. He smelled the fragrance of wine from his body and couldn't help frowning slightly.
She hated men who were drunk, especially men who were thinking about other women when they were drunk. Lin Yuan was like this, and so was Shen Muxi. Perhaps this was the reason why she hated him.
She turned around and went to the wardrobe to find a spare quilt. As soon as she turned around, she found that Old Madam Shen was still standing at the door and did not leave. She was stunned and said in a gentle voice, "Why hasn't Grandma gone to rest yet?"
Although she had resentment in her heart, she could still bear it when facing an old man in his 80s.
The Old Madam also saw this and felt a little guilty about her. She walked up slowly and pulled her to sit down on the sofa.
Cheng drawing quietly pulled his hands back from her palms and covered her knees with a thin blanket.
The old lady sighed and said, "Xiao Tu, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I thought that Mu Xi told you something about Tian Xin, and I thought that you knew..."
Cheng drawing smiled faintly. "What's the point of saying these things now?"
"Grandma, you don't have to say that anymore." After calming down for a day, she was no longer as shocked and excited as she was in the morning. On the contrary, she was so calm that the old lady was flustered. Her tone was also calm. "Mr. Mu is right. Our marriage is originally a deal for the benefits we need. It doesn't matter whether it's with Yang Henxin or not."
The old lady patted her hand gently and said, "To be honest, I like you more when you are spoiled and spoiled. I sincerely hope that you and Mu Xi can fall in love with each other, forget the previous agreement, and love each other for the rest of your life."
Seeing that Cheng drawing didn't say anything, the old lady said again, "Promise me, don't be angry with Mu Xi, okay?"
Cheng drawing glanced at Shen Muxi, who was lying on the bed, and said with a cold smile, "Grandma, what do you mean? What did he do today? Or was it about him and Yang Henxin?"
"All of them."
"But don't you think it's unfair to do this to me, grandma?"
"I know." The old lady sighed helplessly again, and then looked at Shen Muchen with a pitiful look. "When I was a child, Tian Xin saved Mu Xi's life. Mu Xi always thought that it was she who gave him a second life. The two of them knew each other since they were young, and they could get along well with each other. Mu Xi is a devoted person, so..."
The old lady paused and continued, "Let's not talk about him and Tian Xin. There are too few rich and dedicated men like him. As long as you can win his heart, sooner or later, he will use this exclusive one on you."
It was easier said than done to get the heart of a man who had lost his heart.
This morning, when Shen Muxi said that he would never be separated from Yang Henxin for the rest of his life, his determination was still clearly imprinted in her mind.
"To put it bluntly, Yang Youxin has been in a coma for four years. The doctor said that she wouldn't be able to hold on for another two years at most," the old lady said with a little relief.
When she said this, Cheng drawing clearly heard a low cry coming from the bed. She saw Shen Muchen turn around and lie on the other side of the bed.
"Did Yang Youxin not live for two years?" Cheng drawing looked at the old lady in surprise.
When she heard this news, she was supposed to be happy, but she couldn't help but feel sad and sympathetic. She should have had a relationship with Yang Henxin, but she didn't hate her at all. Was it because she was guilty that she was involved in the marriage between Shen Muchen and her, or was it because she saw the strange emotion on her face?
In her past life, she must have been a sister of Yang Henxin's, right? Otherwise, why would she look so similar in this life?
After the old lady left, Cheng drawing got up and walked to the bedside, silently watching Shen Muxi's sleeping face. She could clearly see the tear stains in the corners of his eyes. The tear stains must have been left by the old lady just now when she said that Yang Youxin wouldn't live more than two years. He really didn't fall asleep.
The old lady was right. Not to mention anything else, could there be a second man in the world who was as rich, beautiful, and so dedicated as him?
A man who was devoted to love was the most charming man.
Cheng drawing's hatred for him was fading away little by little. On the contrary, he began to sympathize with him and watched his beloved person's life wither little by little. This feeling must not be good, right?
She took off his shoes and socks and pulled up the quilt. After turning off the bedside lamp, she looked at him and whispered, "Don't worry, Yang Youxin will get better."
She didn't know why she would say such words to him. Maybe she was moved by the tears in the corner of his eyes.
Men didn't shed tears easily, but they didn't feel sad.
Cheng drawing turned off the light, took out a quilt from the wardrobe, lay down on the sofa, and closed his eyes.
She didn't notice that when she turned off the light, Shen Mu Xi opened his eyes...