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

"I'm not good at interacting with people, but I don't know why I feel so close to you when I'm with you. We've been together in the Sheng family for a while, and I haven't cared about who your family is or whether you have any sisters.

You didn't tell me anything unnecessary.

Until one day, I was waiting for you under that big tree, and you didn't come even at night. You have never appeared in my life since then..."

Even now, when Sheng Xichen recalls every detail of that year, he still feels particularly excited. Even heartache, she suddenly disappeared from his world.

"My mother and sister have been to Sheng's house. It's impossible for you to have only seen me. Ling'er and I look exactly the same."

"I don't know them."

To be precise, Sheng Xichen doesn't care about other people at all.

In his world when he was a child, apart from the homework assigned to him by his father and the knowledge he was familiar with in the business world. He has almost no free time to rest, and even if he takes a break from his busy schedule, he is just one person.

‘Mengxi’ was his only playmate and even the best memory of his childhood, so he remembered it so deeply.

"Xen Chen, tell me... Ling'er, does she remember that her mother took us to Sheng's house when she was a child?"

Shi Xiyue never asked Fang Linger, maybe she really knew.

"And other people in the Sheng family back then should also know about it, right? For example, your grandfather, and your second uncle?"

She really wants to find out, whether her parents are still alive or not. At least she had to figure out that the truth was not what Su Zhengguo said.

If so, what should she and Chen Chen do?

"It's okay. I'll take you back to the old home of the Sheng family to meet your grandfather and second uncle. It's just..." Sheng Xinchen hesitated to speak.

He knew what Su Zhengguo said in advance, but he didn't have the courage and immediately went home to ask his grandfather and second uncle.

"It doesn't matter, no matter what the result is, I...I will try to accept it."

If it is really what Su Zhengguo said, it can only be the grudges of the previous generation. It was the fault of her mother and Chen Chen's father. She couldn't separate from Chen Chen just because of this.

…………

Southwest Garden Community.

Fang Ling'er has been taking time off to recuperate at home for the past few days since she was injured. Daily life can only be solved through takeout.

Just before noon, the doorbell rang. She got up from the sofa, supported her waist with her hands and went to open the door.

"Coming...wait a minute."

She opened the door, thinking it was the delivery boy. When she was about to take it, the man's hand holding the lunch suddenly dropped it.

"Give it to me..." She answered the question and stared at the man opposite. "It's you...why are you here?"

"Didn't you order takeout? I'll bring it to you on the way." Luo Zixuan pushed the door open and supported Fang Ling'er's arm thoughtfully. "Are your injuries feeling better? I'll help you in."

"No, just give me the takeout." Fang Ling'er blocked the door, obviously unwilling to let him in.

"You don't want me to help you? That's fine, you can go alone and be careful." Luo Zixuan forced her hand away and successfully walked into the house. "Do you need to change your shoes?"

He opened the shoe cabinet in the hallway at the door. There was only an extra pair of women's shoes and slippers in it. The only shoes Fang Ling'er wore outside.

"Since I don't have men's slippers, I'll just do whatever I want."

He walked into the living room carrying the takeaway, placed it on the table, and acted as if he was the owner of the place. I looked around the house and finally entered the kitchen on the left.

The sound of water came from the kitchen, and after a while, Luo Zixuan came out with the washed bowl and spoon.

He didn't communicate with Fang Ling'er during the whole process, and just focused on getting the takeaway into the bowl. He behaves elegantly and wipes the coffee table very clean.

"What are you looking at me for? Come and sit down." Luo Zixuan raised his head and realized that the little woman had been standing opposite the coffee table. "Sit down." He patted the sofa next to him.

"Don't keep staring at me, as if you are a guest and I am the master here."

"Who asked you to come to my house? Are you okay?" Fang Ling'er frowned, her face obviously unhappy.

She doesn't like strange men entering her private territory, especially a man like Luo Zixuan who is too proactive and looks like a playboy.

Back then, Lin Baiyuan appeared in front of her with a gentle and elegant face and a sunny and handsome face. She thought she had met the other half of her life, and he suddenly appeared in front of her like Prince Charming.

He dotes on her so much, likes her, and loves her. Whatever she wants, whatever she wants to do. He will take the trouble to follow her and help her achieve it.

But what's the result? She gave her heart to him bit by bit. They have already dreamed that they will get married at any time. But he suddenly showed another face in front of her.

From everything, she finally came to a conclusion. If a man is good-looking and powerful, that may not necessarily be a good thing in front of a woman.

On the contrary, they will use their own advantages to deceive women. Women who love to dream and hope that they can find true love will definitely fall into that sweet trap.

"You sit down and eat first. We can talk after you finish your lunch."

Luo Zixuan gently pushed the prepared meal towards Fang Ling'er.

Fang Ling'er felt a little tired after standing for a long time. This was obviously her home, why should she be polite to him?

She moved her steps and slowly sat on the sofa.

Luo Zixuan looked at her lovingly. The way she walked really looked like a pregnant woman.

She put one hand on her waist and pinched the corner of her clothes with the other. It was as if my waist couldn't bear my belly. In fact, she only had a strain on her hip bone. Even after a few days of rest, she still had some pain.

"This is not the takeout I ordered. How did you know my home is here? What on earth do you want to do here?" Fang Ling'er asked him coldly. "I think I should have made it clear to you in the Luo's lounge."

"Really? What were you talking about then?" Luo Zixuan asked jokingly.

"..." She hated this kind of man with a playful smile. She always felt that he was playing with her and treating her like a toy.

"Leave my house quickly, or else..."

"What else? Call the police? Or tell your husband and children to go home and drive me out of here?" He interrupted the inquiry without waiting for Fang Ling'er to finish.

He had specifically checked the rooms here just now. Although there were two bedrooms, the bedrooms were very simple. What's more, none of it belongs to grown men.