The heating in the room was fully turned on. Even though it was still snowing heavily outside the window, the room was as warm as spring.

Shen Weiqing took off the down jacket and woolen coat on her body, found a set of pure white long-sleeved nightdress from the cloakroom, held it in her hands, and walked into the bathroom.

Taking off other close-fitting clothes, Shen Weiqing stepped into the oversized bathtub that had already been filled with water.

This constant temperature bathtub also has an automatic massage function. Shen Weiqing lay comfortably, enjoying just the right massage while soaking in the bath, which was very pleasant.

As soon as the car stopped in the manor, I saw Cheng Zhihuai sitting on a chair in the hall with his legs crossed, apparently waiting for Ling Yuzheng.

As soon as he saw Ling Yuzheng walking in, he stood up abruptly and walked over, just about to speak, when he saw Shen Weiqing who was brought in by his side, paused.

Although he tried his best to conceal it, from his expression, Shen Weiqing still guessed that something was urgent.

"It's so cold. I smelled smoke on my body at the party just now. It smells uncomfortable. I'll go back and take a bath first."

Shen Weiqing squeezed Ling Yuzheng's hand, and spoke in a sensible manner.

Ling Yuzheng lowered his head, took a deep look at her with his deep eyes, then nodded lightly, and pinched her little face in front of Cheng Zhihuai.

"I'll return soon."

Shen Weiqing blushed for a moment, glared at Ling Yuzheng, then turned her eyes away to Cheng Zhihuai, and ran up the stairs as if fleeing.

It wasn't until her back disappeared in the corridor that Ling Yuzheng reluctantly looked away.

"Sure enough, Xiao Biesheng is newlyweds, look at those little eyes, are you still on the silk?"

Seeing Ling Yuzheng's obsessed look, Cheng Zhihuai narrowed his peach blossom eyes, with a smile that I understand, and bumped into Ling Yuzheng's shoulder to tease him.

Ling Yuzheng withdrew his gaze, and the pampering in his eyes disappeared, returning to normal.

But a black-bellied person would not just let Cheng Zhihuai make jokes, and he would have to fight back no matter what.

"Yeah, unlike you and Sun Xiaoqing, who have been separated for so long, people don't care about you."

A few seconds later, Ling Yuzheng glanced at Cheng Zhihuai, left behind these words, and walked away with long legs.

In the hall, the corners of Cheng Zhihuai's mouth were still grinning upwards, but the muscles on his face seemed to be stiff. He recovered after a few seconds, cursed in a low voice at Ling Yuzheng's back, and followed with great reluctance. .

"...Who is this father doing for?"

Cheng Zhihuai's chattering complaints came from behind, Ling Yuzheng walked in front, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Last month, Ling Yuzheng and Cheng Zhihuai went out to socialize together. The other party was a middle-aged man, who was considered a celebrity in the circle, and he hugged each other all the time.

Both Cheng Zhihuai and Ling Yuzheng were clean-spirited people, so they declined each other's "kindness" at the beginning of the dinner.

After all, the other party is also a prominent figure in the business circle. He must be displeased to be rejected like this, but due to the face and influence of the Ling family, it is not easy to show it too clearly.

So after the third round of drinking, a beautiful waiter was arranged, and while refilling the wine, one of them lost his footing and threw himself on Cheng Zhihuai.

Cheng Zhihuai subconsciously went to help him, but unexpectedly, he was spotted by Sun Xiaoqing who was having dinner here and passing by the door.

For more than a month, no matter what Cheng Zhihuai explained, Sun Xiaoqing insisted on not believing it, which made him distressed for a long time.

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