When Cheng Zhiwen returned, this was the scene that greeted her—
Shen Qing, wearing a milk-colored silk nightgown and a cloak, stayed in the room with Jiang Shen.
Although he knew Jiang Shen didn't have the guts, he was still very unhappy.
He walked in with a dark expression, put his suitcase on the ground, and sat down on the stool at the foot of the bed.
Shen Qing crossed his arms and glanced at him: "This is my room, go back to your room."
He patted the seat next to him: "Come sit down."
Shen Qingcai refused to go over.
Cheng Zhiwen rested her hands on her sides and looked at her with a smile: "Your temper has grown quite a bit in just two months, hasn't it?"
She also deliberately mocked him: "You've been in London for two months, has Miss Zhu gotten pregnant yet?"
Seeing that she had been jealous for two months, Cheng Zhiwen couldn't help but burst into laughter, her hearty laughter echoing throughout the house.
Shen Qingbai, just like him, continued to mock him: "If you haven't gotten pregnant after two months, there must be something wrong with you! Are you perhaps infertile?"
She deliberately wanted to curse him!
Those who betray their country don't deserve to have descendants!
Cheng Zhiwen wasn't angry at all. She put her arms on her sides and looked at her with a smile: "I should be fine, I'm sure."
Shen Qing made a face as if she was about to vomit.
She stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Zhiwen's arm: "Get out! This is my room!"
She didn't want him to pull her into his arms instead.
He placed his hands under her armpits, lifted her body, and made her sit on his waist. His large hands gripped her waist, his forehead pressed against hers, and his nose brushed against hers.
As their breaths mingled, he said in a hoarse voice, "How long has it been since we last saw each other?"
Shen Qing turned her face away.
The man's calloused palms moved from her waist to the outside of her thighs, tucking her thighs in to help her sit deeper.
The skirt, which had been forced apart, rolled up again, squeezing all the way up to her waist, but Shen Qing was completely unaware.
Cheng Zhiwen looked up to kiss her, but she dodged him. This time, however, he didn't stop there as usual, but instead chased after her lips with increasing excitement.
She could no longer contain herself and growled, "As long as you are a traitor, I will never agree to this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped what he was doing and stared at her with his bloodshot eyes, tormented by desire.
"My identity and our affairs are unrelated."
Shen Qing retorted angrily, "How can it be unrelated? I am a Chinese citizen, and I will have nothing to do with a traitor like you! Moreover, I told you on the ship—if you continue to do traitorous things after returning to Shanghai, I will kill you with my own hands!"
“Shen Qing…”
He seemed to want to explain, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Taking advantage of his distraction, Shen Qing jumped off him and ran to open the door.
Standing outside the door, Zhang Ma glanced inside and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Shen, you can come down for your meal now."
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Shen Qing closed the door, walked into the dressing room, and found a clean dress she had bought in London to change into.
As she came out of the dressing room, Cheng Zhiwen sat on the stool at the foot of the bed and looked at her. She ignored him and went out of the room on her own.
The restaurant on the first floor.
On the long dining table were about ten authentic Shanghai dishes, all carefully prepared by Zhang Ma.
Shen Qing sat down at the side table, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat heartily.
Judging from Cheng Zhiwen's hungry look, there's still a tough battle ahead, so she needs to eat her fill.
After a while, Cheng Zhiwen came downstairs and took her seat in the main seat.
He ate his meal calmly, as if nothing had happened, and occasionally even put food on her plate.
After finishing his meal, he left the restaurant, and Shen Qing quickly slipped upstairs and locked the door.
I opened the window and looked out into the yard. I saw Cheng Zhiwen and Jiang Shen standing under the shade of a tree.
Cheng Zhiwen put one hand in her pocket, as if scolding Jiang Shen, who kept his head down.
Shen Qing couldn't hear what Cheng Zhiwen was cursing Jiang Shen about, but judging from the tone, it must have been a rather severe and serious matter.
The long shot moves to the shade of a tree.
Cheng Zhiwen's face was darker than the night. She stared at Jiang Shen suspiciously for a long time before saying in a sinister tone, "What's wrong with you? My orders are no use to you now?"
Jiang Shen lowered his head and explained, "I just saw that Boss Shen was eager to do business..."
Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Zhiwen interrupted him impatiently: "Didn't I tell you—after you disembark in Guangzhou, you should immediately return to Shanghai?"
"Your subordinate knows he was wrong."
Cheng Zhiwen turned to leave.
Behind him, Jiang Shen couldn't help but say, "I think you are being too strict with Boss Shen now. You weren't like this before. You told us that we only needed to ensure her safety. Now you interfere with her every move."
He couldn't stand it any longer and advised, "Keeping such a close watch on her won't do you any good for your relationship with Boss Shen. She's stronger than you think."
Cheng Zhiwen closed her eyes tightly, forcing herself to speak, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Li Chong colluded with pirates to test my feelings for her. Now he's probably convinced that she's the apple of my eye. If I don't keep a close eye on her, she could be in danger at any moment!"
Jiang Shen was shocked and took a few steps forward: "It's Li Chong!"
What shocked him was not that Cheng Zhiwen admitted that Shen Qing was his beloved, but that Cheng Zhiwen's comrade-in-arms, Li Chong, had actually colluded with pirates!
Therefore, it was Li Chong who poisoned Cheng Zhiwen's food after she was injured!
Jiang Shen was so angry he was practically grinding his teeth to powder. He pulled out his gun and said, "I'm going to kill him!"
Cheng Zhiwen stopped him: "I'll handle it. You just need to protect her."
He turned around, looked at the master bedroom on the second floor where the lights were off, his eyes full of tenderness, and walked towards the door.
Jiang Shen followed closely behind, whispering his advice: "In my opinion, the best way to remove Mr. Shen from the picture is to keep his relationship with you a secret from the outside world."
Cheng Zhiwen laughed sarcastically: "Everyone knows that I am engaged to the eldest daughter of the Liu family, and that Miss Zhu is my lover. I have a well-bred lady as my wife and a modern young lady as my lover, how could I possibly cherish a widow?"
After saying that, he strode up the steps.
Just as he was about to go upstairs, Zhang Ma came out from the kitchen to greet him: "Mr. Cheng, this old servant has something to say to you."
Cheng Zhiwen paused, walked to the single sofa, and sat down.
He crossed his long legs, rested his elbows on the sofa armrests, and looked at Zhang Ma with a calm expression.
Zhang Ma lowered her eyes and said, "This old servant feels that the relationship between Boss Shen and Jiang Shen seems a bit too intimate."
Cheng Zhiwen's gaze darkened for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure: "It's alright, it's Mr. Shen's freedom."
Zhang Ma was startled and looked up at Cheng Zhiwen: "This...this Mr. Shen isn't yours...?"
She was too embarrassed to say the word "lover".
Cheng Zhiwen remained calm: "Ms. Shen and I are just business partners. We're going to open a factory together in Shanghai soon, so we're having her stay here for a while to make things easier for her. Please keep an eye on her. Okay, go ahead and get busy."
Aunt Zhang sighed and left the living room.
As soon as the person left, Cheng Zhiwen's face immediately darkened.
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