C8 Ugliness

Tonight was destined to be another empty night, and Lin Yuan would not come back.

Cheng Tian Painting didn't expect him to return. After all, what else could he expect of the future now that the conflict between husband and wife had escalated to this stage?

Madam Lin was so angry that she scolded Lin Yuan to his heart's content in the living room, but no matter how fierce she scolded him, he was still her own son. After scolding him, she could only go back to her room to wash up and sleep.

Cheng Tian painting thought that he would sleep through the entire night until daybreak, but to think that it would be daybreak instead.

If Lin Ting had not barged into her bedroom and pulled her out of bed, she would not have tried to wake up.

In her daze, she saw a flustered and exasperated Lin Ting waving the newspaper in her hands at her, at the same time hooting in a shrill voice, "Cheng Tian Painting! You shameless woman! How could you do such a thing?! "

Did she do something shameful? Cheng Tian painting was confused.

Lin Ting, on the other hand, threw the newspaper in her hand at her face and continued to roar: "You can tell me if you want to be a man! Why did they want to seduce him? "Why is it him …!"

Cheng Tian painting was confused by her shouting. He picked up the newspaper and was shocked by the contents written on it.

The city newspaper had used the entire front page to render her and Shen Mouxi's underground affair, the title being infuriating, the content harsh, every sentence pointing to her infidelity to the marriage, and several small drawings at the bottom to prove the authenticity of the content. There were pictures of Shen Moxi holding her, gently wiping her tears, and even a picture of a kiss taken at the wrong angle.

Judging from the clothes and location of the photo, it was from last night when she was intercepted by the kidnappers and Shen Moxi helped her escape.

Such a long article was extremely boring.

She threw the newspaper back in Lin Ting's hands and said indifferently, "I think you should ask your brother for the reason."

She and Lin Yuan were not famous celebrities, and the Lin Family was not a super financial group. Which newspaper's reporter would be so bored as to take pictures of her private life? And he had spent so much space to report that he had insulted her.

Lin Yuan must have bribed the newspaper's reporter and paid a high price to buy the newspaper's report. For the sake of divorce, what couldn't Lin Yuan do?

"What do you mean?" Lin Ting gritted her teeth as she asked.

"I said, if you want to know the reason, then go find your brother." Waving her arm, she pointed at the direction of the door and said, "I still don't want to get up. Can I invite you out?"

"Do you really want to ask me why?" Just as Cheng Tian Hua was about to lie down and return to his bed, a light voice suddenly came from the bedroom door, followed by Lin Yuan's figure walking in.

Lin Yuan glanced at the newspaper in Lin Ting's hands, the corner of his mouth slightly tilted, revealing a cold smile, "Could it be that I was the one who asked you to hug Shen Moxi? Did I ask him to wipe your tears? I let him kiss you again? "

"You … "Shameless." Cheng Tian Painting was speechless, but Lin Yuan laughed even more.

"Cheng Tian painting!" Stealing men from me? I won't let you off! " Lin Ting angrily spat out those words before she turned around and walked out.

After Lin Ting left, the room instantly quieted down.

Lin Yuan took a few steps towards the bed and leaned over, using his palm to lift her lower jaw. "Darling, I told you before, you can't win against me."

"So what? I just won't get a divorce. " She looked at him, stubborn and guarded.

"I'm afraid it's not up to you this time." Lin Yuan suddenly shook her off and stood up, "Clean up properly, there's a good show waiting for you downstairs."

Throwing down this sentence, Lin Yuan turned around and walked out quickly.

Staring at his departing back, Cheng Tian Painting carefully savored the meaning behind his words.

Downstairs? If he listened carefully, he would be able to hear something unusual downstairs.

At that moment, a maid walked into her bedroom. Standing a few steps away from her, she said expressionlessly, "Young Madam, the Madam has requested that you go downstairs immediately."

Cheng Tian Painting's heart tightened. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid.

She quickly cleaned herself up and, feeling uneasy, left the bedroom and came to the foot of the spiral staircase.

It was as if there was going to be a good show downstairs. The entire Lin Family's elders were sitting or standing in the living room, and the Lin Family was a large family. Naturally, the scene was spectacular.

When Cheng Tian Painting walked down from the spiral staircase, he saw Lin Yuan's satisfied expression, Lady Lin's disappointed face, and even Lin Ting's eyes that wished she could swallow her whole.

Cheng Tian Painting tried his best to remain calm, and after everyone greeted him, he walked to Lin Yuan's side and stood still.

"Bitch, stay away from me." Lin Yuan took a step aside in disgust.

After a long sigh, Madam Lin stood up from the sofa and walked over to Cheng Tian Painting. She stared at him and said, "Kneel in front of all the elders and say that you have let down the ancestors of the Lin Clan. From today onwards, you will no longer be the Lin Clan's wife."

Cheng Tian Painting looked at Madam Lin in astonishment. Even Madam Lin wanted to chase her away?

"Mom, let me explain." Cheng Tian Painting anxiously said, "The words written in the newspaper aren't true. I was framed, just like last time …"

"Does Mom believe you?" Madam Lin interrupted her, her eyes full of helplessness.

"Don't you already have that fact right in front of your eyes? There's even a photo as proof." Lin Yuan's aunt Lin Fengzhi said angrily.

"Yeah, hurry up and kneel down!" Lin Ting dragged Cheng Tian Hua in front of the Lin Family ancestor's spirit tablet and angrily rebuked: "Quickly kneel down."

The ancestral tablet of the Lin Clan was placed in the northeast corner of the guest hall. Cheng Tian had his hair stand on end as he was pushed to the memorial tablet. However, she did not lose her composure. Her face was filled with stubbornness as she said, "I did not let down the Lin Clan. Why should I kneel?"

"Unrepentant!" Lin Yuan's oldest uncle slammed his crutch on the ground, his anger rising.

"You're still refusing to admit it even after stealing from me? Kneel down! " A few of the younger ladies stepped forward and forced Cheng Tian painting onto the ground.

Cheng Tian Hua instinctively started to struggle, but she was not their match at all. As she struggled, she spoke in a flustered and exasperated tone, "I did not steal anyone! I didn't let down the Lin Family, it was Lin Yuan who did wrong to me, and it was also Lin Yuan who cheated, so why didn't you criticize him instead of forcing me to admit that there was no fault? Is this how you all become elders? "

"Miss Cheng, aren't you being too cute?" Lin Fengzhi sneered, "Lin Yuan's surname is Lin, and he is the son of the Lin Clan. Even if he had cheated a thousand times, he would still be a descendant of the Lin Clan. How could an outsider like you marry him?"

Cheng Tian's heart instantly turned cold.

Yes, this is the Lin Family, how can she compare herself to Lin Yuan? No matter how wrong Lin Yuan was, he was right!

"Forget it, stop tormenting yourself. Just chase her out." Madam Lin said.

After Madam Lin said this, she turned around and said to Lin Yuan's uncle, "Heaven's will, your health is not good. You should go back and rest. Let us handle this."

"We'll do as you say. We'll just kick her out and not allow her to enter this house again." After everyone finished talking, they turned around and walked towards the door.

"We can't let her off so easily!" When everyone was preparing to take action, Lin Ting suddenly shouted.

"Lin Ting." Madam Lin warned Lin Ting.

Although Cheng Tian painting was reported to the public, Madam Lin still believed that the Heaven's Painting was innocent. For the past three years, she had witnessed how the Heaven Painting looked like. She could not be the Lord and let her continue to be the Lin Clan's daughter-in-law, but she should at least be able to leave a bit more lightly.

Because the male lead in the newspaper was Shen Moxi, Lin Ting was not one to let go of the painting so easily. She took a few steps forward and took down the whip that no one had touched for a long time, "According to the Lin Family's law, anyone who commits a grave mistake must be sentenced to a punishment of thirty lashes!"

"Why did you move out with the family rules from a hundred years ago? Why haven't you put the whip back? "

"Mom, when I ran away from home for such a small matter, Dad used this whip to beat me half to death. Now that Cheng Tian Painting has done such a shameful thing, you're actually protecting her?"

"I …" Madam Lin was speechless.

"Aunt, you have to judge me." Lin Ting turned to look at Lin Fengzhi, pouting.

Lin Fengzhi had always doted on her, so when she met her eyes, she naturally couldn't not help but speak up. She opened her mouth and said, "That's right, sister-in-law, you can't be biased."

Looking at the whip in Lin Ting's hand, Cheng Tian drew goosebumps.

She knew about this whip, it was a family punishment tool passed down from the Lin Family's hundred years of ancestors. However, in this era, family law no longer ruled, so this whip became a decoration.

Lady Lin was speechless.

Lin Ting then handed the whip to Lin Yuan, impatiently saying, "Brother, she's your wife, you should be the one to enforce the family law."

Despite knowing that he hated her to the bones, Cheng Tian Painting still cast his pleading gaze towards Lin Yuan.

In her heart, she still had a little bit of hope, hoping that Lin Yuan could recover his conscience and help her avoid this punishment that should not have belonged to her. However, she met Lin Yuan's cold gaze and heard his merciless words, "Hitting her would even make my own hands dirty."

Then he was gone, leaving her with the sound of an air-car engine moving away.

"Then let me do it for you." Lin Ting rushed towards Cheng Tian Tu, swung her whip fiercely at Cheng Tian Hua's body, causing him to scream miserably as he crawled on the ground.

With just a whip strike, her entire body trembled in pain.

After all, it wasn't in ancient times. Lin Fengzhi couldn't stand watching over her, so she helped Madam Lin up the stairs.

In order to show her selflessness, Lin Ting gestured for several servants to help Cheng Tian Painting up. She cast a cold glance at her and said, "If you admit that you were having a secret affair with Shen Moxi and sincerely apologize to the Lin Family ancestors, I will let you go this time."

Lin Ting understood Sky Painting's personality. He was stubborn and tenacious. He would never admit that he stole from someone.

Cheng Tian Painting did not disappoint her either. Not only did he not admit his mistake, he even retorted stubbornly, "I didn't —!"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!" Lin Ting brandished her whip again, using up all of her strength.

The more she loved Shen Mushui, the more she hated Cheng Tian Painting.

Legend has it that Shen Muxi loved a woman so much and loved her so dearly that she did not believe it. She would not believe it if she took every opportunity to strike up a conversation with him and express herself in front of him, but his eyes never really fell on her, not for a moment.

When she thought the rumors were true, he reported it all together, holding her tenderly and wiping her tears.

What did Cheng Tian painting have? Family background? Appearance? Body...?

She had nothing but a failed marriage!

Why should she?

Cheng Tian Hua didn't know how many lashes he had received, all he knew was that those lashes were burned into his body, the pain pierced his heart, and just as she was about to faint from the pain, Lin Ting finally stopped. She panted and sneered in her ear, "I want to see how you will seduce Young Master Mu in the future."

Cheng Tian Hua used his last bit of strength to lift up his bloody face and smile at her: "If you beat me to death, Young Master Mu wouldn't love you …"

"Bitch …!" Lin Ting clamored as she prepared to give her a slap.

Cheng Tian Hua lowered his head and was the first to lose consciousness.

Cheng Tian Painting also didn't know what he experienced afterwards, how long he fell asleep, and when he woke up tormented by pain, it was already night.

The strangeness of the room and the smell of the potion enveloped her, giving her the illusion that they were traveling through time and space.

It was not like a hospital, nor like the Lin family. It was an elegantly decorated room, and the pain made it so that she was not in the mood to explore any more truths. She lay back down on the bed, unable to move.

She thought she must have been covered in whiplash, because it was burning everywhere.

"You're awake?" A pleasant yet familiar male voice rang out, followed by a slender male figure that entered her eyelids.

Man...?

Cheng Tian Painted looked up with great difficulty and his gaze landed on a handsome face with a smile that was not a smile.

"Why are you here?" She stared at him with hostility.

Her fate today was all thanks to this man!

"Young Lady Lin, this is my home."

"Your home? Why am I here? "

"What do you think?"

"If I knew, would I ask you?" Cheng Tian's face was filled with displeasure.

"You sent me a message asking for help, did you forget?"

"I sent you a message asking for help?"

"Your expression means that you don't know about it? Or is he sick and confused? " Shen Muxi looked at her confused face, then took his cell phone from the desktop and pressed his inbox for her to see.

The message displayed: Please come to the Lin Family to save me...

The number displayed on the screen was the phone that Cheng Tian had drawn.

Cheng Tian Painting stared at his phone in a daze, his heart filled with suspicion. When did she send such a message to Shen Moxi? Why didn't she have the slightest impression of it?

She remembered that she had fainted under Lin Ting's whip, so how could she have the strength to send him a message?

Could it be that he was in so much pain that he forgot all about who he was sending a message to?

"It's not shameful to be abused to ask for help like this. Don't be embarrassed to admit it?" Shen Moxi looked at her with a mocking smile.

He was not a busybody, but upon receiving the message, he drove to the Lin Clan. When he saw the bloody Cheng Tian painting at the Lin Clan's gate, he took her back to this apartment without saying a word and even invited the Shen Clan's doctor.

He helped her because her face was so similar to Yang Tingxin's that it could move his heartstrings, that was all.

"Why are you helping me?" Cheng Tian Hua looked at him and asked.

She had only met him by chance, no, they had only been lovers for a night. It was no different from many games played outside by men and women who loved excitement. After that, they would part ways and walk their separate paths.

This man who did not seem to lack women, not only did he help her pay two hundred thousand yuan for her kidnappers, he even extended a helping hand to her when she was thrown out of the Lin Clan in desperation.

If she was a woman with a beauty like a flower and a high status, she would have thought that he was interested in her. However, other than the fact that she was the abandoned wife from the Wealthy Class, she had nothing else.

"Is there a need to ask? Of course I'm in love with you. " Shen Moxi leaned forward, his breath on her nose. He stared at her up close with his shiny black eyes and smiled sweetly.

Cheng Tian Hua instinctively moved his face back and looked at him with a stunned expression.

What did he just say? That he was in love with her?

Just as she was thinking about it, Shen Moxi laughed out loud and slapped her on the head with his palm. "What are you thinking about? "You don't even have this little bit of entertainment spirit, no wonder Young Master Lin threw you out."

That smirk of his gave Cheng Tian a lot of displeasure.

Although the force he used to smack her head was not great, it caused her to pull her wound. What made her most annoyed was that at this time, he couldn't bring himself to mention what Young Master Lin was doing.

"He can't be angry, right?" Shen Mushui sized up the angry look on her face and said with a smile.

"Young Master Mu, can I ask you to throw me on the street?" Yan Ruping glared at him while gritting her teeth.

"Look, he really doesn't have any spirit of entertainment at all." Shen Moxi straightened his posture and shrugged. "If you really don't want to see me that much, I'll just leave.

As he said this, he bent down and stared at her, "There's a protection union here to take care of you. Remember to eat more when the porridge is done and take care of your body before you can continue fighting your marriage. As for why I want to help you … "Don't let your thoughts run wild. Cousin, for the time being, I'm not interested in you."

With that, Shen Moxi gave her a dazzling smile, turned around, and walked out.

Looking at his long and vigorous back as he walked out of the bedroom, Cheng Tian Painting felt as if an egg was stuffed into his mouth, making him unable to say anything.