I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Sheng Xianchen was dressed in a black suit, with a cold face and a majestic air. Full of domineering, that aloof aura gives people an intimidating feeling.

The man holding his right arm was young and sunny. Wearing a floral shirt as a base, a pink suit on the outside, and the same pink bow tie on the collar. Her hair was dyed brown, with a few highlights on one side of her head.

He has a pair of peach blossom eyes, beautiful and evil, with delicate and enchanting facial features. Even the way he walks is a bit girly.

"Brother, are you going to promise me or not? It's been six years, and this is the rare time I beg you, please stop being so unkind, okay? The painter Zhao Zhonghan sent to me last time was just a piece of shit, and he couldn't draw at all. Show the peerless appearance of my goddess..."

Sheng Zhimo learned that Sheng Jichen was holding a weaving and dyeing competition at Shenghuang International today. He spent a lot of energy on this competition and it was particularly important, so he deliberately came here to beg him.

Now that the game is over, the stone in Sheng Xichen's heart has finally fallen. It was much easier than asking Sheng Xichen for help.

"Last time grandpa asked you to come to the company to work, why didn't you come?" Sheng Xichen turned his head and stared at him and asked.

"I... I have a cold. I need to take medicine for more than half a month to get better." Sheng Zhimo pretended to be pitiful. "You also know that my health has never been good, just like my father."

Sheng Xianchen realized that everyone around him was looking at the two of them. He lowered his eyes and stared at Sheng Zhimo's paw that was still holding his arm. He said coldly: "Let go."

"Well... don't." Sheng Zhimo shook his head at him. "You have to promise me, and I will let go. Otherwise... I won't let go until I die."

"If I were you, why would I need to beg others? If I really like her that much, I would have already taught myself and painted the girl in my heart." He scolded his hopeless brother.

"If you were me, I could still manage the Sheng Group and create Shenghuang International." Sheng Zhimo pursed his lips and complained to himself with a frown. "If I were you, I might have gotten that girl long ago and even had a baby?"

These words made Sheng Xianchen move his steps and look directly at Sheng Zhimo, with a beautiful smile appearing on his beautiful lips.

"Aren't you a master of love? You have harmed so many little girls, and now there is a woman who misses you like this?"

The smile on Sheng Xinchen's face was too doting, as gentle as if he had fallen into a honey pot. Everyone saw the scene where he and Sheng Zhimo were together.

"Maybe I was too evil before, but now even God can't stand it anymore, so he specially sent that little woman to torture me."

Sheng Zhimo showed a pitiful look, as if he had been greatly hurt.

"Okay, didn't grandpa ask me to go back to his old house this weekend? Then I will paint for you with my own hands."

"Really?" Sheng Zhimo held Sheng Xinchen's arm tightly, and his coquettish head rested on Sheng Xinchen's shoulder.

What he was waiting for was his brother's words. After all, in his heart, no painter could match Sheng Xichen's painting skills.

"Really." Sheng Xinchen always speaks to the point. When he saw Sheng Zhimo about to leave, he deliberately pulled him back and straightened the pink tie in front of his collar.

Although Sheng Zhimo was not the younger brother of Sheng Xichen's mother, there was no difference in his heart. That guy was four years younger than him, and he had always been very doting on him.

If Sheng Zhimo hadn't been too rebellious in his youth, he wouldn't have cruelly sent him to the most difficult place in Bashu to experience life.

"No, I can do it myself." Sheng Zhimo noticed that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere. "I'll leave first, you take your time and play."

Thinking about the rumor that the eldest brother was misunderstood by others as a gay, the two of them were acting so intimately at this time, and I was afraid that they would misunderstand him again.

He had better leave here quickly and not give those people a chance to have any more daydreams.

At this time, Shi Xiyue changed her clothes and came to the banquet hall. She was wearing a beige tube top dress. That was what Zhao Zhonghan gave her to put on before she came here.

She held up her skirt and rushed into the banquet hall, looking for Sheng Xichen in the crowd. Seeing that he was surrounded by many guests, she didn't care so much and ran directly to his side.

"Give me a moment..." She squeezed away the two women on Sheng Xichen's left side. Standing in front of Sheng Xinchen, he gasped and choked up his saliva uncomfortably. "I heard...you were looking for me?"

Her breathing was uneven, and her wheezing was particularly clear. The pure cheeks were obviously covered with sweat.

"Who are you? Do you have any manners?" The female star who was squeezed away by Shi Xiyue scolded her unhappily.

We are all women and want to get close to Sheng Xichen. There has to be a first-come, first-served basis, right?

Not far away, Shen Haojin was prevaricating casually with the people he interacted with, his eyes still fixed on Shi Xiyue who suddenly appeared.

Su Xiaoqin saw Shen Haojin's admiration for Shi Xiyue in her eyes.

"Sorry." Shi Xiyue apologized to the woman.

"Didn't you leave just now? I just want to introduce you to Bi Xiaosheng, the winner of today's competition. Her weaving and dyeing skills are very good, and the handkerchiefs she makes are exquisite. You will definitely like them after seeing them." Sheng Jichen told her lightly. Said.

This guy said something against his will, his face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat, it seemed like that was really the case.

"No need, I'm not interested in weaving and dyeing techniques. Besides, for a rough guy like me, there's not so much to pay attention to. As long as the champion can be used by you." Shi Xiyue choked the saliva in his throat. Just now I ran so fast that I was almost dying of thirst.

"Okay, I thought you would be interested in her." As Sheng Xianchen spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. He deliberately said to Zhao Zhonghan next to him: "Let's make arrangements and award the championship to the Asian champions later."

"Yes." Zhao Zhonghan replied obediently.

Is it really okay for the young master to treat the young mistress like this? Aren’t you worried that there won’t be enough washboards in your home in the future?

"The medals must be delivered to the players in person." Sheng Xichen added deliberately.

"..." Shi Xiyue, who was standing beside him blankly, couldn't help but tighten her hand holding the hem of her skirt.

She felt like her world had collapsed in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?" Sheng Xichen pursed his lips and stared at Shi Xiyue, smiling.

"No...it's okay. Maybe the weather is too hot, I feel a bit...a heat stroke." She had a myocardial infarction, and the corners of her mouth twitched due to discomfort.

Is it really okay to play with her like this?

Isn't he afraid of being struck by lightning?

"Looking at how sweaty you are, you might really have a heat stroke. Do you need to go back to the lounge to take a rest?" he said.

"I...I may need to take a nap in the lounge. In the meantime, you won't be looking for me, right?" She was a little afraid of him if she kept changing her clothes like this. Maybe my face will be blurred.

"If I want to find you, I will naturally ask Zhao Zhonghan to call you in the lounge." Sheng Xichen said softly.

"..." Shi Xiyue turned around and rolled her eyes, mentally greeting this guy's eighteen generations of ancestors.