After changing the bed, I was able to try out all sorts of positions, which was wonderful.

They didn't go to sleep until almost dawn.

Chu Yuan felt an urge to kill someone; she was supposed to report to the crew early the next morning.

When tidying up the flowers, they discovered that Ning Mochen had tucked a property certificate into the bouquet. It was for the small apartment she had rented, and the name on the certificate was hers.

But then I feel it's okay, it's acceptable?

Housing prices are high in the north of the city. Even a house in a third-rate neighborhood is worth millions, which can be exchanged for a lot of gold.

"Knock knock," someone is knocking on the door.

Chu Yuan found it strange. She had neither received any deliveries nor takeout orders. Who could it be so early in the morning?

Beside her, the man was half asleep, and he reached out a hand to her. "So early?"

"Someone's here. You go to sleep, I'll go check it out."

Chu Yuan got up, still wearing Ning Mochen's white shirt, which was only long enough to cover her upper thighs. Her straight and slender legs were partially visible above her.

Chu Yuan glanced through the peephole and felt a chill run down her spine.

Why would she come?

Standing at the door was an older woman wearing a black silk shirt and red pants. Her dry, yellow hair was tied up with a rubber band. She had slanted eyes, high cheekbones, a plump upper body, and a thin lower body. She looked unapproachable.

This middle-aged woman was the original owner's biological mother.

Why is it "birth mother" instead of "mom"?

It's entirely because, from childhood to adulthood, her actions towards the original owner meant she didn't deserve to be called "Mom" at all.

They favored sons over daughters and constantly beat and verbally abused the original owner of the body. If it weren't for Grandma Li protecting the original owner, she would have died long ago.

The most outrageous incident was when the original owner was admitted to university. Not only was Zhang Yingcui unwilling to pay the tuition, she almost tore up the original owner's admission notice.

She plotted to marry the original owner off to a wealthy old widower in town, so that she could receive a high dowry to help her beloved son find a wife.

Later, it was Grandma Li who risked her life and sold her family's heirloom gold bracelet to raise the tuition fees for the original owner, allowing him to successfully enroll in the Beicheng Film Academy.

Grandma Li was good to the original owner of this body. If the original owner had any conscience at all, she certainly wouldn't have just watched her die of illness.

That's how the Ning family arranged for surrogacy.

Seeing that the door inside remained closed for a long time, Zhang Yingcui's already limited patience ran out instantly, and she began to bang on the door repeatedly.

The noise was so loud that it woke Ning Mochen, who was still sleeping. He frowned and opened his cat-like amber eyes. "Who is it?"

Before he could even finish his question, Chu Yuan yanked off the pink blanket covering him, urging him, "Quickly find a place to hide! Zhang Yingcui is coming, you absolutely can't let her see you here!"

Ning Mochen frowned. "Who is Zhang Yingcui?"

Chu Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, then grabbed Ning Mochen and pushed him in front of the wardrobe. "Hide well! Ms. Zhang is my mother in name only, but she's similar to your adoptive mother. We don't get along. She's a shrew who throws tantrums and is unreasonable. She's a notorious shrew in our hometown. You'd better stay away from her."

"Do you think I'm afraid?" Ning Mochen remained unmoved.

Chu Yuan was almost frantic. "President Ning, Brother Ning, it's not a matter of being afraid or not, it's about selective avoidance. It's like a leech in a ditch; when it's determined to bite you, it takes a lot of effort to get it off. Our time is precious, can't we avoid that effort?"

After a long while, Ning Mochen reluctantly agreed not to confront Zhang Yingcui directly.

Chu Yuan let him curl up in the closet, feeling wronged.

His legs were too long to stretch out, so he reached out and hugged them.

...

Chu Yuan then changed her clothes and opened the door. "Why are you here?"

"You brat, are you hiding a man in there? You haven't opened the door for me in ages!" Zhang Yingcui swaggered in, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings like radar.

Chu Yuan stood there, unfazed, and asked, "Who told you my address?"

She hasn't been renting this place for very long, and only three people know about it so far: Xu Yan, Grandma Li, and Ning Mochen.

No one would casually reveal her address.

Zhang Yingcui could only have found out through other channels.

Who exactly is it? How could they know the original owner's weakness so clearly!

As Chu Yuan mentally checked, Zhang Yingcui opened the door to her bedroom, clicking her tongue in amazement. "Yuan girl, this place is nice. Big cities are great; even the houses here are more stylish and beautiful than those in small towns."

As they talked, they walked in as if they were touring the place.

Chu Yuan's bedroom was not large to begin with; you could see from one end to the other at a glance. She had concealed everything that was visible, so there was nothing suspicious about it.

There was only one men's sock under the bed, but it wasn't very deep inside, so it was still visible.

Chu Yuan remained calm, stepped forward and kicked it, causing the sock to slide further inside.

At this moment, Zhang Yingcui was drooling over the bottles and jars on her dressing table. "Wow, so many! I've never been able to afford a single box of face cream in my life, but you're so particular. Take two bottles home and use them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook the plastic bag in his pocket and put in the two largest bottles.

Chu Yuan kept quiet and didn't say anything. She was holding a face mask solution, which cost several tens of yuan.

After sweeping away the cosmetics, Zhang Yingcui went straight to the wardrobe, clearly already used to taking advantage of the original owner of the body.

The problem is that Ning Mochen is hiding in the closet right now. What would happen if she saw him!

In a moment of quick thinking, Chu Yuan picked up a bag that had fallen to the ground. "Oh dear, how did this bag fall on the ground? This is my most expensive bag, worth several thousand yuan..."

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Yingcui snatched the bag away. "Several thousand yuan? You're really burning money! But it's quite nice, I'll borrow it for a few days!"

Chu Yuan, "..."

At least they managed to divert Zhang Yingcui's attention and bring her to the living room.

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