Knowing that he would have a big house when he woke up, Sher closed his eyes with anticipation.

The next morning, when she saw Cheng Yun, she took the initiative to say good morning.

Although his attitude was indifferent, it was as if he was completing some kind of task.

Cheng Yun had been treated with disrespect for so long that he was a little surprised to be called out to so suddenly.

He pulled out a chair, sat down at the dining table, and carefully examined Shekh.

It must be admitted that Shi Jinzhe has a good eye.

Although Sheikh covered her eyes, she could not hide her temperament. Many well-bred young ladies did not possess her innate elegance and composure.

This aura is unique; it's as if no one can shake her spirit.

In short, it exudes a very steady and composed aura.

To put it more simply, it means being able to command respect and control the situation.

There were only the two of them at the table. Cheng Yun asked cautiously, "Why are you alone?"

Shekh: "Not up."

Has the time for reckoning run out and the opportunity still not arisen?

Cheng Yun was skeptical.

Shi Jinzhe has long developed the habit of waking up early, and even if he only went to bed at three or four in the morning the night before, he can still get up as usual.

This is not a child who procrastinates or sleeps in; he has a high level of self-discipline and never makes his elders wait.

Besides, those two went out to look at houses all day yesterday, came back at seven o'clock, had dinner, and haven't left their room since.

Twelve hours is enough sleep.

Cheng Yun was halfway through his thought when he suddenly realized that this was no longer the son he could discipline.

Shi Jinzhe had long since escaped his control.

No one spoke; the only sound on the table was the crisp clinking of dishes as Sher picked them up.

After pondering for a long time, Cheng Yun took out a document from his briefcase and placed it in front of Sheh.

"The house you looked at yesterday."

Shekh looked up.

We've been waiting for this!

She sat up straight, her hands clasped together and resting on the table.

"condition."

"He wouldn't choose such a flashy but impractical house; it's just that you like it."

Cheng Yun smiled in response, "He likes you very much. If you can convince him to stay in the Cheng family, then you are yours."

Shekh said calmly, "Cheng Youan said something similar. You two really are father and son."

His usual arrogance and condescension.

Even though he wasn't born into the Cheng family, Cheng You'an inherited this essence.

However, Cheng Yun is better at putting on a show and will use the guise of a hidden superior to entice others.

The atmosphere at the table didn't freeze because of those words. Cheng Yun just smiled and said, "There's no need to mention people who are already dead."

During the period when the company was affected, he regretted it many times and wished he had never found his son.

She even resented Qiao Huiyun, wondering if blood ties really mattered that much.

If she and Cheng Youan had been willing to stay, none of this would have happened.

He had indulged this crazy woman for so many years, only to lose real gold over a piece of brass.

A piece of gold that shines.

Cheng Yun didn't know how Shi Jinzhe had turned his situation around from such a predicament. Even if he had been helped by someone, the person who dared to help him must have been extraordinary.

Those who wanted to curry favor with him made things difficult for him and failed in every way. Those who wanted to help him didn't have any ability; they wouldn't dare to take on this mess.

It's not easy to get a capable person to lend you their help.

He investigated and found that, apart from Shekh, there was no other special person around him.

He didn't take the woman from the small mountain village seriously, and Cheng Yun just assumed that he was down on his luck and had found an unsophisticated woman as emotional comfort.

All his questions were answered when he heard that Liu Run, who was in good health, had died suddenly in the middle of the night from a heart attack.

He realized that the person who would help him was definitely not the kind of person one would expect.

Just like the unspeakable existence that Liu Run mentioned, it must be something he has never encountered.

The power to transcend worldly concerns.

The only person Cheng Yun could think of was Shi Jinzhe's mysterious birth mother.

After the willow branch she left behind withered and died, everything that followed showed him the extraordinary nature of things ending prematurely.

However, the mother, whose life had come to an end, was not there...

There was only one person left who could help him.

—The sudden appearance of Shekh.

Cheng Yun composed himself, wondering if there was any connection between the two people.

If only I had a helper like that who could turn things around...

He maintained his gentle facade, took a sip of coffee, and said, "They are father and son, but they haven't been together for twenty years. How can there be such a deep bond?"

"I haven't seen you among the people around me."

Shekh thrust back directly, his tone clearly one of indignation at the injustice done to the times.

“You two have a good relationship.” Cheng Yun pushed the ignored document forward. “Take it.”

He didn't care whether the two people were truly in love or not; as long as he could keep them in the Cheng family, that was enough.

Money can corrupt people's hearts; it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality, and if you stay too long, you'll become addicted.

Cheng Yun didn't urge him, but waited quietly for Sheh.

Schech glanced at the grandfather clock and counted the time in his mind.

At eight o'clock, the antique gilded bronze grandfather clock rang, its sound penetrating the air and reaching the eardrums.

Feeling that it was about time, she took the documents and turned to leave.

Cheng Yun rested his arm on the table, his gaze fixed on her departing figure.

Hopefully, this house wasn't given away for nothing, and she can provide an answer.

In the silent restaurant, Schech stopped in his tracks, anticipating his arrival.

She turned around and said, "I'm going to see someone in a week. You can come with me."

"who?"

Cheng Yun felt a surge of excitement upon receiving her answer.

"The person you're looking for."

Having completed his mission, Shekh walked down the corridor without looking back.

Meng Chengxi called him late last night, and Shi Jinzhe whispered to him for half an hour about arranging the time.

Death row inmates are allowed to see outsiders once on their last day before execution; they only need to wait another seven days.

Shekh returned to his room unhurriedly, just as he always had.

She quickened her pace as soon as she opened the door.

The tail under the skirt couldn't be hidden and wrapped itself around the person in the blanket.

"Are you happy now?" Shi Jin folded the blanket over Zhou and covered her up with it.

"It's alright."

"Aren't you going to offer any thanks?"

"It's not like you bought it for me, so why should I show my appreciation?"

"It will be mine soon. Cheng Yun is essentially getting an advance from me, which is equivalent to me buying it for you."

"I've made a bit too many appointments."

"Not many." Shi Jinzhe took the document from her hand and checked it over and over for any loopholes.

"So, is there a problem?"

"Congratulations, you'll be the richest one in the snake clan from now on." Shi Jinzhe placed the documents in his hand on the bedside table. "Was Cheng Yun gone when you came back?"

Shekh shook his head: "No, I'm still sitting in the restaurant."

"Then I won't go far for now."

Once Cheng Yun receives Shekh's answer, he will definitely keep a close eye on her for the next week and will refrain from contacting anyone else.

Shekh sat up from him: "I want to walk around this area. The other houses are all decorated very nicely, and I can use them as a reference."

"Sure, you can choose the style you like, and then we'll have a professional team refine it. It will definitely look great."

"I want to go now."

Shi Jin got up and accompanied her out.

The sun was shining brightly at a little past eight o'clock. The two walked along a quiet road and passed a blue and white house.

From a distance, you can see a large artificial pond, and the colors of the buildings give it a Mediterranean feel.

Sheh stopped, and then saw a little red-haired man with purple hair, Chi Yu, walking out from inside.

He waved his hand: "What a coincidence, is there something you need?"

"It's nothing," Shi Jinzhe said. "I'll just take a look."

"Then come in and take a look." Chi Yu turned and walked inside.

Shi Jinzhe lowered his head and asked Shehe, "Do you want to see? If you do, we'll go in."

Sheh nodded and walked inside with Shi Jinzhe.

As Chi Yu walked, he said, "I originally wanted to go out to the building in front to find someone to hang out with, but I got tired just walking from the gate to the courtyard. Are you looking at renovations? I heard from my dad that Cheng Yun bought you another house, right?"

Shi Jinzhe: "Yes, on an artificial island."

Chi Yu: "Wow, that's impressive. Who would have thought you could come back to the Cheng family? Those lackeys must be kicking themselves."

"Yeah, it's nothing."

Then he went through the accounts one by one.

Chi Yu asked curiously, "How did you manage that? Did you make empty promises to Cheng Yun again?"

Cheng Yun is the kind of person who won't do anything without a reason; he's not going to give away a house for free.

Before Shi Jinzhe could reply, Shehe suddenly spoke up, "Does he always make empty promises?"

“That’s right.” Chi Yu said familiarly, “Every time Cheng Yun throws him into a branch with mediocre performance, he can turn it around and make a profit. He does it by describing a bright future to his partners and fooling them. When it comes to getting something for nothing, no one can beat him.”

Shi Jinzhe: "...You can say less."

His hands were sore from being squeezed.

"ah…"

Chi Yu realized that, just like Shi Jinzhe had done before, this girlfriend was probably also tricked by him.

"Um... the ones he drew for other people are different from the ones he drew for you."

Shekh responded, "How is it different?"

A pancake is a pancake, no matter what.

"Uh..." Chi Yu quickly searched for keywords in the language system, then suddenly shouted, "You are wife cake, yes, wife cake!"