Outside a small villa in the north of the city, a beautiful figure was shivering at the door. It was unknown whether she was cold or afraid.
Perhaps because of the monthly food, there was almost no moonlight tonight, and this small villa was located on the almost uninhabited beach.
"Open the door quickly, Sister Ke..." He Hui pressed the doorbell again.

Finally, there was a light in the room. A woman came out with a yawn. She said angrily through the iron door, "Miss He, our madam has fallen asleep. Why are you here so late at night?"
"I have something important to tell Sister Ke. Sister Ling, please open the door."
"Let's talk about it tomorrow.
"But it's really important. I've been looking for Sister Ke for a whole day." He Hui looked very anxious.
Just as Sister Ling was about to ask her to leave, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly rang out from inside the room. "Let her in."
When Sister Ling opened the door, He Hui rushed in and went straight to the second floor.

"What's so urgent?" In the dark bedroom, a tall woman in black held a goblet and raised her hand to take a sip of the red wine.
He Hui didn't go in. She stood at the door sensibly and said anxiously through the door, "Sister Ke, I'm afraid Yang Hexin will wake up soon."
The woman tightened her grip on the cup and held her breath.
He Hui saw that she didn't respond, so she continued, "As you said, I took Cheng drawing to see Yang Youxin and told her everything. She was really shocked and angry. But when I told Yang Youxin that Young Master Mu had already taken another wife, Yang Youxin actually cried, as if she could understand what I was talking about. This has never happened before."

Ke was surprised for a few seconds. She started her lips and asked, "Did you see wrongly?"
"No, absolutely not."
After a moment of silence, Ke's lips twitched into a cold smile. "Looks like her will to survive is indeed very strong."
"What should I do, Sister Ke? If she wakes up, Young Master Murong will be taken away by her again."
"Don't worry. As long as you do as I say, she won't wake up."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Let's increase the dosage of the medicine by two entirely."
"Is that enough?"
"Well, let me know if anything happens." Ke yawned, put down her glass, and walked in the direction of the big bed.
He Hui knew that it was her order to ask him to leave silently, so she turned around and went downstairs. When she stepped out of the villa, He Hui stopped and turned her head to look at the dark window on the second floor.
Four years ago, the day before Shen Mu Xi married Yang Henxin.
He Hui sat alone by the river and cried. Later, Sister Ling appeared and asked her if she wanted to get Shen Muchen back. She nodded with tears in her eyes.
This was something that she had been dreaming of.
The next day, the main bride's wedding car accidentally collided with a big truck coming from the opposite side when it passed by the ignored road. Yang Youxin was hit and flew to the stone railing on the side of the ignored road, her wedding dress stained with blood.
From that moment on, Yang Henxin had been sleeping all the time and had never woken up.
She had asked Ke why she needed to do this for her. Ke told her with an evil look that this was what Shen Muxi owed her.
She chose to believe. All these years, she had been believing and listening to all her arrangements.
The sofa was very big and soft, but Cheng drawing did not sleep well because he was not used to it. It was not until the sky in the distance turned white that he finally fell asleep.
She was still on leave today, and there was no bell to disturb her. She didn't wake up until nine o'clock.
She got up from the sofa quietly and was a little confused about the environment she was in. When she looked up, she saw Shen Muchen sleeping on the bed, wrapped in a quilt.
Everything that happened last night became clear in his mind. A few meters away, Cheng drawing stared at Shen Muxi's back for a few minutes. Then he got up carefully and went into the bathroom to wash.
When she came out of the bathroom, Shen Muxi had already woken up. He was sitting on the bed and rubbing his painful neck with his hands.
Cheng drawing stopped in his tracks and stared at him. "You're awake."
Shen Muxi looked up at her and said, "Why do I feel sore and painful all over my body? You didn't rape me when I was drunk, did you?"
Cheng drawing gritted his teeth and walked to the sofa. As he tidied up the bedding, he said with a poker face, "You made a scene in the Shen house last night, laughing, singing, and dancing. Of course, your whole body is sore."
"I'm dancing?" Someone frowned.
"And she took off her clothes and danced."
"How is that possible?" Shen Muxi snorted and got out of bed to look for slippers. Although he was drunk last night, he still had an impression of what he had done, including the conversation between the old lady and Cheng drawing in the room.
A touch of heartache flashed across his heart, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.
"Here are your slippers." Cheng drawing put a pair of cotton-padded shoes under his feet and pulled him back to reality from his sadness.
"You went too far last night. Grandma was so angry that she softened her attitude when she saw you." Cheng drawing kindly reminded her.
Shen Muxi looked at her with disdain. "I have lived with Grandma for nearly 30 years. What else do you need to teach me?"
Being treated like a donkey's heart by others, Cheng drawing choked on his anger and glared at him without saying a word.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, followed by Sister Zhang's voice. "Young Master, Young Madam, are you up?"
Just as Cheng drawing was about to respond, Sister Zhang pushed the door open and walked in.
Cheng drawing had no time to put the quilt back into the cabinet when he was blocked by Sister Zhang. She froze on the spot. Looking at Sister Zhang sweeping her eyes over every corner of the bedroom like a scanning machine, she vaguely understood.
Although Sister Zhang knocked on the door every time she came in, she always pushed it in without waiting for her response. It seemed that she had a purpose, and her purpose must be the Old Madam's idea.
"When I passed by the door, I heard some noise in the room and guessed that you should have woken up." Sister Zhang smiled and took the quilt from Heavenly Painting's arms. She said with a smile, "I haven't taken out this quilt for a long time. I will move it to the top of the building to bask in the sun."
"I've already asked Xiao Hui to prepare breakfast. After the Young Master and Young Madam are done washing, let's go down and have breakfast." After saying that, Sister Zhang turned around and left the bedroom.
From beginning to end, Cheng drawing did not say a word.
She turned around and looked at Shen Muxi, who didn't say a word, and asked, "Do you have any other quilt?"
"How would I know? Don't tell me you won't go and look for her yourself?" Shen Muxi threw down this sentence, went to the closet, took a set of clean clothes, and went into the bathroom.
Cheng drawing watched him go into the bathroom, speechless. Then he went to the wardrobe and the locker room to have a look, but he didn't see any quilt.
At the breakfast table, Old Madam Shen, who had already finished her breakfast, sat opposite to Shen Muxi and Cheng drawing. She glared angrily at Shen Muxi, who was burying his head in breakfast, but she didn't say a word for a long time.
Finally, Shen Mu Xi couldn't help but look up at her and say, "Grandma, are you deliberately trying to make me eat less by staring at me like this?"
"Don't you have anything to say to the little painting?" The old lady said grumpily.
Shen Muxi raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Why should I confess to Xiao Tu?"
"What do you think? You didn't know what you did last night?"
"What did I do last night?" Shen Muxi put down the chopsticks in his hand and turned to Cheng drawing to continue to stare at her, pretending to be confused.
"It's nothing. It's just a little loss of composure." Cheng drawing gave him a stiff smile.
"Look, Xiao Tu said it doesn't matter." Shen Mu Xi turned to the old lady.
The old lady glared at him. "That's because Xiao Tu is sensible and doesn't care about you. Don't drink too much next time. Do you hear me?"
"Grandma, do you think I want to drink on my own? It's not like you don't know that I'm very busy at work and have a lot of social activities. How can I promote work without drinking?"
"Are you very busy with your work?"
"Of course, Mr. LI is just pregnant. I have a lot of things to deal with myself."
"Is she pregnant?" The old lady was overjoyed.
LI was the secretary-general of the Shen Group and Shen Muchen's right-hand man.
Seeing the joy on her grandmother's face, Shen Muxi began to regret telling her about it. He wondered what his grandmother, who was as shrewd as a ghost, was up to.
"Then let the Heavenly Painting replace her for a while," the old lady said with a smile.
Sure enough!
Shen Muxi frowned speechlessly.
Cheng drawing, who was standing to the side, paused when he heard the old lady's words. He raised his head in surprise. Did she hear that correctly? Did the old lady ask her to go to work at Shen Enterprises? To do civilian work that she didn't know at all?
"Mrs. LI is also an old employee of the Shen Group. Now she is pregnant and pregnant, and she is also a pregnant woman at an old age. Let her pay and have a rest. It's a good time for her to work." The old lady turned to draw. "Xiaohua goes to work for a few days a week? Four days? I'll call the director later and ask him to transfer your class to one or three days a week."
"Grandma, except for medical work, I haven't done anything else," Cheng drawing said apologetically.
"It doesn't matter. The work of the secretary is very simple. It won't take three days to get started. Besides, isn't it because of Mu Xi?"
In the past few days, the old lady had been thinking about how to get Cheng drawing to Shen Muxi. If she wanted to resign from the Heavenly Painting, she didn't need to think about it to know that it would be canceled. She didn't expect that the opportunity would come so coincidentally that LI was pregnant.
"Grandma, I really can't..." Cheng drawing tried to save her. He touched Shen Muxi's leg with his knee under the table and asked him for help.
Shen Mu Xi understood and immediately said, "Yes, she can't be so bad-tempered."
"How did she lose her temper?" Cheng drawing was upset, but she had to put up with it because it was not the right time.
"Xiao Tu's temper is so good, and she's polite to people." The old lady looked as if there was no room for negotiation. "Li is off duty. She will come back to work after the delivery. Xiao Tu, you have to work hard during this period of time. Please replace her."
In this way, Shen Muchen could only give Cheng drawing a helpless look.
Of course, Shen Mu Xi was not happy to have Cheng drawing by his side, but it was useless for him not to be happy about what the old lady wanted to do.
The old lady looked back and forth at their reactions. When she saw that Cheng drawing was still hesitating, she quickly added, "Xiao Tu, you don't have to be too stressed. It's a big deal that is taken care of by Mu Xi."
"Grandma, you really think highly of your grandson." Shen Muxi put down his bowl and chopsticks speechlessly and stood up from his chair. "I'm leaving. Goodbye."
Shen Muxi left. The old lady was worried that Cheng drawing would reject her, so she also got up and slipped away.
Cheng drawing knew that Old Mrs. Shen was trying to create an opportunity for her and Shen Muchen to get along with each other, but did it work? She didn't think so. Back then, Mrs. Lin was also racking her brains to deal with her and Lin Yuan, but in the end, she and Lin Yuan still divorced.
Love really couldn't be forced.
Cheng drawing took a piece of tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth. Then he got up and went upstairs.
Standing at the door of the bedroom, she turned her head and looked at the air corridor filled with roses on the left. On the other side of the corridor, Yang Henxin lived there. This was something she had never known before.
Ever since she found out about Yang Henxin's existence, she couldn't help but stop every time she went in and out of her bedroom. She couldn't help but turn her gaze to the other end of the corridor in the sky.
There was only a beautiful sky corridor between Shen Muxi's and Yang Yuxin's bedroom. Since the terrace of the two bedrooms was facing each other, she only found it today.
"Was this specially arranged by Shen Muxi? It should be, right?"
He missed her at night. It was indeed convenient for him to see her bedroom as long as he walked out of the terrace.
Cheng drawing's hand, which was holding the door handle, paused for a moment. Then he let go of the door handle, turned his shoes, and walked in the direction of the corridor in the air.
She walked carefully and hesitantly. In fact, she did not know whether she should go or not. However, her steps were out of control and she walked forward little by little.
When Cheng drawing pushed the door open and walked in, a maid named Xiao Na was cleaning Yang Youxin's body. Seeing her come in, Xiao Na was stunned for a moment and lowered her head and asked politely, "Young Madam, good morning. Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see Miss Yang." Cheng drawing smiled and walked over to the bed. He tried the water temperature in the basin and said, "The water is not very hot. Please add some hot water."
The little girl looked at the warm water in the basin and said hesitantly, "But Sister Hui said that this water temperature is the most suitable."
"Xiaohui, what do you know? I'm a doctor, and I know better than her. Listen to me." Cheng drawing raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder. He took a step forward and looked at Yang Henxin's pale little face.
Little Nan said, "Oh." She picked up a hot kettle and added some hot water into the basin. She asked Cheng drawing, "Young Madam, is this enough?"
Cheng drawing tried it with his hand and nodded. "That's enough. I'll bring you a water temperature card in the hospital next time, so you don't have to be unable to control the water temperature."
"That's great. Thank you, Young Madam," Little Qin said excitedly.
"I'm fine." Cheng drawing gave her a faint smile.
This was the second time that Cheng drawing had seen Yang Henxin. He was no longer as shocked and frightened as he was yesterday morning, but his heart was still thumping.
On the premise that there was no blood relationship between them, anyone would feel uncomfortable when they saw a face that looked very similar to theirs.
She hesitated and reached out her hand, carefully caressing the back of Yang Henxin's hand. She murmured bitterly, "Miss Yang, is this your misfortune or mine?"
What responded to her was the quietness around her and the motionless sleeping face of Yang just now.
Cheng drawing sighed faintly and turned to walk to the door of the bedroom.
"Young Madam, please take care." Little Qin said politely.
Cheng drawing stopped in his tracks and turned to ask her, "Who usually takes care of Miss Yang here?"
"It's me and Lil Hui," Xiao Qin replied.
"Xiaohui... the girl who is full of hostility against me." Cheng drawing was a little surprised, then he nodded and walked away.