The living room was quiet, and the eldest Chen Linhai and the third Chen Linyu both closed their mouths.

Especially Chen Linhai, he almost didn't dare to speak with the old man's pressure-filled gaze.

He knew how much Guo Haiying hated Chen Muxi. Not to mention that the old man was partial to his second family back then, the rumors about Shen Muxi's father and mother being beaten are scary enough.

Mr. Shen's eyes gradually sink.

At this time, the fourth brother Chen Lintan, who had not spoken, sat up straight, "Old man, if you want to trust me, just leave Mu Xi to me!"

"You?" Old Master Shen was very surprised.

His youngest son is a strange man from the Shen family. People in their thirties are not in a hurry to get married. They are mingling with a bunch of friends all day long, letting him enter the Shen family's business, and opening a boxing gym is barely enough to support themselves. He is asked to take Chen Muxi unless he dies!

Mr. Shen snorted heavily, "You can't!"

"Oh, old man, you are family discrimination!" Chen Lintan teased with a smile, and turned to look at Chen Muxi, "Little niece, how about going to my uncle's house? My uncle's house is very big and there is a boxing gym. I can still beat people if I feel unhappy..."

Mr. Shen was even more dissatisfied and coughed a few times.

Unexpectedly, Chen Muxi, who had just entered the restaurant, suddenly spoke, "Can you punch?"

"Of course! My uncle's family has a good thing, you can do whatever you want!" Chen Lintan said the more he said, his eyes brighter. Why did he forget that his little niece went to the mountain to practice martial arts?

Chen Muxi nodded, "Go to your house!"

"no--"

Qi Zexuan's face changed, he slapped the table with both hands and stared at Chen Muxi hard, "What's going on with you? Don't harm my uncle!"

As soon as these words were said, except for Chen Muxi, everyone in the house changed their faces. Mr. Shen's face turned ashen and his fingers burst out.

Chen Linyu's heart skipped a beat. This was a taboo for the Shen family.

After Mr. Shen sent Chen Muxi away, the servants at home changed their blood, leaving only Butler Chen and Qian Xiu.

Everyone thought that the old man sent Chen Muxi away because of the rumor, and only she knew that the old man actually had something else.

Although she didn't know what the specific reason was, the old man sat in the ancestral hall all night before sending Chen Muxi away. The reluctance and sadness in his eyes could not deceive people!

"Xiaoxuan, apologize-" Chen Linyu's voice was as stern as before.

Qi Zexuan was stunned and was very dissatisfied, but because of Chen Linyu, he squeezed out of his mouth with a stern face: "I'm sorry!"

Guo Haiying smiled again to smooth things over, "Three sisters, Xiaoxuan is also unintentional, there is no need to be so strict!"

This time, Mr. Shen was not silent and said heavily: "It's eighteen years old, what should I say and what should I not say, and I still don't understand?"

The smile on Guo Haiying's face froze, and his fingers that hit the table turned pale.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, Chen Lintan spoke again, "Old man, Mu Xi has agreed to go to my house! Your opposition is invalid!"

Mr. Shen pursed his lips and looked at his youngest son’s eight white teeth, and was lucky, “Butler Shen, you go too!”

Chen Lintan:...

***

At 9 pm, the party at the Shen family's old house finally ended.

Luxury cars drove out of the villa area where the Shen family's old house was located.

Chen Muxi was left in the old house by Mr. Shen. After Chen Lintan had finished packing, she would let her move in.

The servants took Chen Muxi to a room on the second floor.

This room was formerly owned by Chen Lintao, the second master of the Shen family. Later, after he and his wife passed away, there was another rumor from the Shen family that no one dared to enter the room. Except for a servant who cleaned the room at a fixed time every day, there was no one living in the entire room.

The furnishings in the house have not changed much, and they are still the same as before.

Chen Muxi put down the burden on his body and opened a cabinet based on his memory. There were many beautiful skirts hanging inside, all of which were newly bought.

She untied her burden and put the clothes inside neatly in one by one. Each piece of clothes looked unfit and was fat and big.

The maid serving on the side was a little curious. Why was her second lady's clothes so strange? Did she wear other people's old clothes?

"Miss Two, these clothes are specially customized for you by the owner of the family. There are pajamas and nightgowns in the cabinet next to you."

Chen Muxi looked at her and nodded.

After the maid left, Chen Muxi slowly unzipped the wide sportswear.

A very heavy-looking thin armor was exposed from the zipper opening. The outer casing was covered with a load-bearing bag, and thrown on the ground could cause a big hole.

Chen Muxi took off all the weight-bearing bags on his arms and legs, and jumped gently and almost hit his head.

The maid outside the door heard a loud "bang" sound from inside the house and knocked on the door quickly.

Five minutes later, Chen Muxi slowly opened the door in her new pajamas.

"Miss Second, are you okay?" The maid poked her head into the house. Except for the addition of a black mass on the ground, there was nothing unusual.

Close the door, Chen Muxi took out the fragments of the lampshade behind her, looked up at the lampshade on the roof again, and a hint of annoyance flashed through his eyes.

***

The Twilight Drink is not over yet.

Gu Jingchen, the young master of the Gu family, was surrounded by everyone and chatting.

Several girls from aristocratic families talked to him on the topic of the Beijing Calligraphy and Painting Association's entrance examination tomorrow.

The Gu family has a high status in the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and Gu Jingchen's father is the current president of the association.

Chen Muyao's name is very famous in the capital. Gu Jingchen has also heard of her and his attitude towards her is quite good, which has attracted the envy and jealousy of many girls from aristocratic families.

"Mu Yao, this year's membership exam is my father. He likes landscape painting very much." Before leaving, Gu Jingchen leaned into her ear and whispered.

Chen Muyao's cheeks flushed and she thanked her.

Guo Lan has been standing next to Shen Muyao, so naturally he heard Gu Jingchen's words and said enviously: "Cousin, will the young master of the Gu family fall in love with you?"

Chen Muyao raised her lips and pinched her, "Don't talk nonsense!"

After the cocktail party, Ling Yan hooked Gu Jingchen's neck and joked: "What? Do you fall in love with the girl in the Shen family?"

Gu Jingchen stuttered a little, "No...no..."

"No, still stutter?" Ling Yan smiled very ripplingly.

Gu Jingchen swallowed and turned his gaze elsewhere, "I just admire her paintings."

"There are more than ones who can draw in Beijing!"

"Um……"

Gu Jingchen did not refute, but a quiet silhouette appeared in his mind.

Over the years, he has been looking for someone, a genius in Chinese painting, but he has never been able to find it.

When I saw Chen Muyao today, I felt that she looked very similar to that person's silhouette, so I couldn't help but say a few more words. Unexpectedly, Ling Yan misunderstood.

Gu Jingchen smiled and looked at the car that was slowly driving not far away, changing the topic, "My Actor Ling, your bodyguard is here!"

Ling Yan looked at the driver in the car and was very surprised. When the car stopped, he opened the rear door directly. When he saw the person sitting inside, he silently closed the door and walked forward to open the co-pilot door.

After Gu Jingchen saw the person sitting in the car, he felt his spine numb and his back was straight.

I'll go, when will this man come back?

***

In the car, Ling Yan looked back at the man in the back seat who was resting with his eyes closed, frowned slightly, "What's the matter with me?"

The man picked up a cloth bag on the back seat and handed it to him, "Look at what level of craftsmanship is?"

In addition to being the best actor in the entertainment industry, Ling Yan is also a member of the Beijing Traditional Crafts Association.

He has been obsessed with various handicrafts since he was a child, especially wooden crafts until he was crazy. He once specially learned from a craftsman for a year to learn how to make wooden utensils.

Ling Yan's face calmed down and knew that the cloth bag should be made of wooden crafts.

After he unbuttoned the cloth bag, his face suddenly changed. He carefully picked up the beads in the bag and looked carefully. The more he looked, his eyes brighter and he looked at the man excitedly, "Where did this come from? This is definitely a craftsman-level work!"

The man didn't answer and shouted lazily: "Mu Yi——"

With one hand, he quickly snatched the cloth bag from Ling Yan's legs.

"Be careful! That's the work of a craftsman! Oh, why are you wearing cloth..."

Ling Yan felt very distressed, and his eyes kept moving with the cloth bag. When he saw several similar cloth bags placed on the back seat of the car, his eyes glowed again.

"Mu Bai..."

"no--"
Chapter completed!