Deep Love for Life - C71

“But you’re shouting at me!”

“I apologize, I was wrong, I was wrong.”

“All the black roses in the garden are so expensive. I will feel sorry if I ruin them by driving in!”

“Good, good, good. Just hit the fountain, just fine.”

But what he didn’t say was that the fountain had been built in accordance with the wishes she had written in her notebook when she was fifteen, and that he had spent his nights at the Academy of Architecture destroying one picture after another.

That was more precious than the Black Rose.

It was just that her liking had already changed from the natural multicolored stone fountain of a dream angel to a black rose at some point.

Instead of wanting to see his parents and brother, he wanted to curry favor with them. He wanted to buy clothes, but he also had to ask for his permission with a pleading tone. Why did this happen?

Shen Chuxin carefully selected a few dresses she liked and entered the fitting room. The zipper at the back stuck. She lifted the curtain and called for a shop assistant to help her.

The assistant, Yao, stood in the doorway, his face expressionless and respectful with lowered eyelids, so that the shop clerk would understand the difference between him and the woman in the dress interview.

Finally choosing two items, Shen Chu came out of the house. The shop assistant that went in to help praised her enthusiastically from behind, “Miss Shen, you look the most beautiful while wearing these two items!”

Within a short week, Shen Yuxin’s face had been known by almost everyone in the circle. Everything she had now was the life these girls dreamed of. It was a pity that Cinderella’s luck was not something that all girls could encounter.

When she left, Shen Yuxin didn’t have the bag hanging on her wrist.

After she left the store, the girl who went in to help returned to the fitting room. She then put the bag that Shen Chu had entrusted her with into her bag in the locker room.

When Chen Wenhua received the call from a strange girl, he thought that someone was making a mistake until the girl hurriedly said, “Mr. Chen, it was Shen Chuxin who asked me to call you.”

Then, half an hour later, he arrived at the bus stop sign that the girl mentioned. When he saw a girl with short hair, the face of another girl with short hair suddenly flashed through his mind.

“Mr. Chen, this is what she wanted me to give you.” The girl didn’t mention Shen Yuxin’s name, she recognized him the moment she saw him.

Chen Wenhua took it over while thanking her, then gently smiled at the girl and asked, “Does she have anything else to say?”

The girl shook her head and nodded again. She blushed slightly and looked at him timidly. “She said she will come back tomorrow afternoon.”

Chen Wenhao thanked her again. Then, after seeing her back to her car with infatuation in his eyes, he drove the car to a secluded spot before stopping the car and opening the bag.

Inside was a lipstick and a small bottle of perfume. He carefully looked in the bottom of the bed and found what Shen Chuxin had given him: a broken toothbrush head, two short hair, and a note.

“Chen Wenhao, please help me.” He smiled wryly as his nose still hurt. He closed his eyes for a while before opening them again. There was a message below the note, “Help me investigate the hospital where Zhuo Mengyao had miscarried seven years ago: Resurrection Hospital.”

He didn’t need her to explain more about the paternity test. He had already guessed who did it and who did it. After stopping the car for a while, he turned around and went back to the Li family. There weren’t any more media and reporters there, but he didn’t send them back due to the Li family’s two elders’ safety.

It was very easy to find ChenChen’s toothbrush and hair. Although Shen Chuxin cleaned up the house diligently, Grandma Li liked to collect ChenChen’s hair, saying that it would be useful in the future — — Chen Wenhao guessed that what the old man said would be useful, it definitely wouldn’t mean this.

After returning home, Shen Chuxin frowned as she searched around her room, but didn’t find anything. She went downstairs to the car in the garage, but still found nothing. Of course, the news of her searching would reach Sheng Rui He’s ears within a few minutes.

“Young Master, Miss seems to have lost something.” Uncle Zhou came up from downstairs and stood in front of the desk with his hands hanging down.

“She left her bag at Dior’s flagship store.”

Uncle Zhou didn’t marvel at how he found out about this. “Then should I call someone to send it over or should I go over?”

“No need,” Sheng Rui He said flatly. “When she thinks of it, she will find it herself.”

Uncle Zhou frowned and left the study room.

Shen Chuxin didn’t like finding the thing she lost after it was reminded by someone else. That would make her feel like her memory was too poor and it would hurt her pride. But that was seven years ago — when she came out of the garage, she met Uncle Zhou who was still in deep thought.

“Uncle Zhou, did you see the bag I brought before I left this morning?”

She showed him the size. It was very small, because the space was not big, so it could only contain a few small items.

Uncle Zhou thought about the young master’s expression just now and thought that he might not be able to tell her directly that he was at the flagship store. After thinking for a while, he comforted her, “Maybe he didn’t bring it back this afternoon? Miss, did you go anywhere in the middle of the journey? ”

Shen Duo’s eyes instantly revealed an expression of realisation, “I forgot, I must have fallen into Dio’s flagship store!”

After the pleasant surprise passed, she walked upstairs with a dejected expression.

Uncle Zhou looked at her but did not say anything.

The door of the study room upstairs opened, and Sheng Rui He, who was pushing a wheelchair himself, walked out. He looked like he was going back to his bedroom. Seeing how he was pushing the wheel by himself, he felt a peculiar sense of sadness.

Perhaps the past few days he had been exposed to other things he did not know about, so the hatred he felt towards him had lessened over the past seven years?

She didn’t know.

“What have you been looking for?” Sheng Rui He looked at her calm face, hiding the displeasure and annoyance in his eyes.

“I think I left my bag at Dior’s.”

“Tomorrow?” He took her words easily and naturally.

The person behind him was silent for a moment, then he said, “Let Yao Luo accompany me.”

“Alright.” He was kind enough to promise her that he would not imprison her of even the slightest freedom, so long as he did not go to see the bastard.

What Sheng Rui He couldn’t see was that Shen Yi, who pushed him towards the bedroom door, had a complex dark light deep in her eyes.

Yao Luo arrived at the villa early in the morning and stood in the living room until they had breakfast. Then Uncle Zhou arranged for another driver to take Sheng Rui He to work.

As the wheelchair slid out of the door, Shen Chuxin suddenly said, “Remember to eat lunch.”

Even Uncle Zhou, who was pushing the wheelchair, was shocked. He stopped and turned around to look at her. It was the same with Yao Luo. However, his expression quickly disappeared and he became expressionless and respectful again.

Sheng Rui He turned around and smiled gently at the people on the stairs behind him. The smile that was like the melting of snow had warmed his own heart. “Do you want to come with me?”

Shen Chuxin’s eyes turned a little wet from his question. After hesitating for a moment, she smiled and said, “Alright!”

Sheng Rui He smiled as he went to work, causing Uncle Zhou’s eyes to turn red. When he returned from outside the door, he was still muttering: “It’s finally better now. I knew it would be better. I’ll go call the old lady …”

When it was about time, Shen Chu Xin and Yao Luo went into the city.

As they were walking down the private mountain road, Shen Chuxin suddenly looked at the back of the head of the person in front of her and asked, “Yao Luo, how long have you been following him?”

Yao turned around respectfully and replied with lowered eyelids: “Ten years, Miss Yuxin.”

Ten years, he was the oldest assistant by his side.

“Oh.” Her voice was light, and her expression did not change as she asked, “When was Zhuo Mengyao with him seven years ago?”

This question silenced Yao Luo in front of him for a moment.

At this moment, Shen Chuxin changed the topic, “After I left, didn’t Aunt Yao notice her at all?”

Yao Luo was silent for a moment. After a moment, he lowered his eyes and said, “Miss Chu Xin, I don’t remember Mr. Sheng’s personal affairs very clearly.”

After all, it was related to Sheng Rui He’s private life, so he didn’t dare to say anything about it.

Not sure? The number she used to call Sheng Rui He sometimes came from him, and that night was even more so.

Shen Chu didn’t want to make things difficult for him, but when the car arrived at the car park outside the store, he got off the car and went to the back to open the door for her. Shen Chu seemed to be talking to himself, but at the same time he asked, “Zhuo Mengyao’s report of miscarriage seven years ago, was it in the beginning of June? Brother Rui, you just came back then, right? ”

Yao Luo’s legs stiffened for a few seconds before he lowered his eyes and followed Di Ao into the store.

When she got the bag, Shen Chuxin even gratefully gave 500 yuan to the shop assistant who kept the things for her. Of course, this money was paid by Yao Luo, she had already put away the only card she had since she entered the Sheng family’s household, and Sheng Rui He wouldn’t let her spend her own money.

Since there were still more than two hours before lunchtime, she strolled around a few more bags. Finally, she randomly picked a larger one from Prada’s counter and casually stuffed it into her own bag. Passing by, she chose a silver-gray suit, and when she held it in her hand, she realized that it was not the right size, she shook her head and put it down. When she asked how many days it would take for the goods to arrive, the clerk politely told her that it would only take a week.

Shen Chuxin then reported a few measurements to the employee, telling him that it was just right time to go out. Yao Luo was on the phone not far from the door.

Without a doubt, it was Sheng Rui He who had called. Yao Luo placed the phone in front of her with lowered eyes when she came out. Shen Chu took it over and said hello. The sound of the pen on the paper was accompanied by his voice, “Have you decided what to eat?”

The workaholic devil was the nickname given to him by one of his best friends, Jin Jia Ma, but there were only a handful of people who dared to call him that.

“Is Jin Jia Ma’s shop still there?” Shen Chu asked.

Jin Jia Ma had fought with his family when he came back from abroad, saying that he wanted to develop his own beloved career, and that he wanted to make his restaurant the largest, most luxurious chain of restaurants in the country. It was only seven years since he last saw it, but he didn’t know if his dream had come true or not.