"Then, Mr. White, I'll head out now."
Zhang Chunfang's voice was slightly hoarse. At this moment, she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to her body, slightly hunched over, one hand reaching into her bag to fumble for tissues, while the other hand gently wiped her cheek.
From behind, her shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly.
On the other side of the bed, Bai Deng, looking completely satisfied, leaned leisurely against the headboard, a thick cigar dangling from his mouth.
He exhaled a smoke ring and slowly replied in his fairly fluent but slightly odd-accented Chinese, "Yes, please go ahead, Ms. Zhang."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Chunfang, who had just turned her head, and their eyes met briefly before quickly looking away.
Although she doesn't look as young and beautiful as Zhen Shanmei, she exudes a unique charm. Compared to Zhen Shanmei, she is more profound and mature, and at the same time, she is in no way inferior in terms of physical strength.
It can be said that at this moment, Bai Deng was very satisfied with her.
However, contrary to Bai Deng's satisfaction, Zhang Chunfang suddenly felt a strange sense of loss when she heard Bai Deng's cold and casual reply.
This feeling made everything happening in front of her seem dull and tasteless, and she even felt a faint sense of guilt deep in her heart—guilt towards the man named Shen Lihong.
Although she was with Shen Leehom solely for his money.
But in reality, before giving birth to Gu Nan for her sister, Zhang Chunfang was just an ordinary person with no particular hobbies or pursuits.
It wasn't until she had Gu Nan that she began living a life of "not interfering with Auntie's earning money."
After getting to know Shen Leehom, she began to explore areas she had never been involved in before, and learned a lot of things, both interesting and unrelated, about them.
Although after each game with Shen Lihong, she would tell herself again and again that those things were disgusting, and that Shen Lihong himself was extremely repulsive.
But for some reason, whenever she faced such a scene again, she was able to derive a certain degree of happiness and enjoyment from it.
More importantly, no matter the situation, even after they have had intimate contact, Shen Lihong would never treat her like a complete stranger.
It seems that Shen Leehom is not only exceptionally capable and wealthy, but also incredibly caring and tender towards her.
Even what started as a somewhat unique personal hobby gradually evolved into a shared interest over time...
Thinking of this, a warm feeling suddenly welled up in Zhang Chunfang's heart. She couldn't help but think to herself: spending her life peacefully with Shen Lihong like this doesn't seem like such a bad thing!
If one had to find a flaw, perhaps the only problem would be Shen Leehom's profound and boundless love for his daughter.
He was always worried that his relationship with Zhang Chunfang would make his daughter sad and hurt, so even though the two had been together for so many years, they had never officially obtained a marriage certificate.
"Sigh, when I get home, I'll definitely make it up to him with the whip in my hand."
Thinking of the man tied up in the basement, Zhang Chunfang murmured softly, then resolutely walked out of the room without looking back, her firm steps as if she had made up her mind.
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"Lanxin, I'll go back now."
With a slightly hoarse voice, Mu Liuyun sat slowly on the edge of the bed with her back to the bed. She dressed herself with slightly clumsy movements and spoke softly in a hesitant tone.
Just as she subconsciously uttered the word "home," a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart. This simple word always carried an exceptionally heavy weight for her.
At that moment, on the other side of the bed sat Shen Lanxin, her face rosy and radiant. She was holding a strangely shaped, somewhat mysterious-looking remote control tightly in her hand, her face beaming with a bright smile, and her eyes fixed intently on Mu Liuyun.
Although her voice remained cold, it conveyed a sense of gentleness.
"Please go ahead, Mr. Lin."
Hearing Shen Lanxin address her like that, Mu Liuyun was slightly taken aback. She then turned her head away with a troubled expression and muttered in a low voice, "Lin... don't call me that."
He felt quite lost about this new surname.
In fact, Mu Liuyun recently found his biological parents, and according to common sense, he should indeed change back to the Lin surname that originally belonged to his family.
However, the old man Mu who had raised him had long become an indispensable part of his life, and it was truly difficult for him to give up the surname "Mu" that had accompanied him for so many years.
"Will I really be Mr. Lin in the future?"
At the same time, and more importantly, perhaps it was just a strange coincidence, but in his memories of his past life, Mu Liuyun also had this name. This feeling of déjà vu was exactly the same as those popular fake time-travel tropes these days, making him somewhat suspicious.
If we follow this pattern, could it be that in his past life he was actually a lost child from a wealthy family?
But if that's the case, then it would be a huge loss!
Without Old Man Mu's care in his previous life, he was extremely weak-willed and eventually died from overwork while working for a shady company.
Forget about wealth and luxury, we can't even guarantee three meals a day!
Seeing Mu Liuyun's adorable, troubled, and bewildered expression, Shen Lanxin's playful side was aroused. She blinked and silently and without hesitation reached out and pressed the button on the remote control in her hand.
With a soft "click," the rotating bed, which had been quietly placed in the center of the room, suddenly began to spin.
Caught off guard, Mu Liuyun was startled by the sudden turn of events. Her body, still not fully conscious, involuntarily lunged forward out of concern and fell heavily onto the soft surface.
Just then, with quick reflexes, Shen Lanxin swiftly sidestepped, cleverly placing her body under Mu Liuyun to prevent him from being bumped or injured.
Perhaps because she was planning to continue sleeping later, Shen Lanxin was spotless at this moment, and even seemed to be missing something compared to her factory settings.
She held Mu Liuyun's head tightly in her arms, her movements as gentle as if she were protecting a precious treasure.
However, Shen Lanxin did not give up. Her hands gradually tightened, as if she wanted to cast a "fusion magic card" to pull Mu Liuyun into her embrace.
At the same time, her small, delicate nose kept twitching, just like a perverted cat lover trying to pet a cat.
Mu Liuyun initially tried to struggle and resist, but after realizing it was futile, he simply gave up and obediently buried his head in Shen Lanxin's warm embrace, letting Shen Lanxin be satisfied while he himself was also slightly satisfied.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Lanxin suddenly murmured softly, "Xiao Yun, who used to say she wanted to start a family with me, now truly has a home of her own..."
Upon hearing this, Mu Liuyun, who had been enjoying herself with her eyes closed, struggled to lift her head in Shen Lanxin's arms. Her large, watery eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if she were silently asking, "When did I say such a thing?"
To be honest, Mu Liuyun had always been a somewhat insecure and timid child. In both his past and present lives, before being taken in by Old Man Mu, he was like a little grass growing in a corner, ignored by everyone, quietly living his impoverished life.
Even though he had a contract with these rich heiresses and became their stand-in, he didn't even dare to think about these rich heiresses!
Anyway, this stand-in isn't exactly a legitimate stand-in.
However, fate is always full of dramatic twists and turns. If it weren't for these rich heiresses so rudely and forcefully intervening in his world and overthrowing him with forceful means, he would have been completely different.
Even now, Mu Liuyun probably still can't accept such a huge gap and reality.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Forehead...
So, does that mean what Old Man Mu said before was actually true?
He recalled what Chu Yaqin had said about how Old Man Mu had taught her.
They just kept forcing their way in, and Xiaoyun would convince herself otherwise.
In an instant, Mu Liuyun became unhappy, and even the Want Want Little Buns in front of her didn't taste sweet anymore.
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