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Chapter 63 Moving into the Cheng Family
Cheng Mai's car was parked at the door, and the maid immediately came over to open the car door for her, respectfully calling her "Miss".

Shang Xingjian opened the car door and got out. The servant was stunned when she saw him, unsure of how to address him.

The Cheng family's previous servants have all been replaced, and they haven't seen Shang Xingjian yet.

Cheng Mai glanced at the merchant, Jian, who was waiting for his introduction, and said indifferently, "A conman."

Shang Xingjian laughed, a laugh that was almost too beautiful.

Cheng Mai secretly despised himself for being so spineless, then turned and went into the hall.

After a brief smile, Shang Xing followed him inside.

The maid was left at a loss; how could a swindler be allowed in?

When Cheng Mai entered the living room, no one was there. The maid hurriedly followed him in and said that the master was chanting scriptures in the lady's room upstairs.

This lady was Cheng Mai's mother.

After Cheng Ying's mother married into the family, the original master bedroom was sealed off, and recently Cheng's father has preferred to stay in that room.

Cheng Mai frowned. Although he knew that there was nothing in that room that had anything to do with his mother anymore, Cheng Mai still felt annoyed.

As they went upstairs, Shang Xingjian clicked his tongue and muttered, "Next time we should have had General Meng An come along. This was a mistake."

Cheng Mai bluntly exposed, "You just like watching the show, don't you?"

"We can't die anyway, isn't the point of living for this kind of excitement?" Shang Xingjian always acted with such self-righteousness that no one could refute him.

"My father wouldn't stoop to his level." Because he's not worthy.

"That's hard to say. You don't understand men." If a man's wife and daughter are all being bullied, he should step in and twist the man's head off.

If Cheng Youran hadn't forbidden General Meng'an from doing anything to Old Man Cheng before leaving, there might have been a headless corpse here long ago.

Upon reaching the room door upstairs, Shang Xingjian lowered his eyes to look at the evil aura emanating from the crack in the door, and then watched as this evil aura gradually wrapped around his body.

Cheng Mai knocked on the door, and before anyone inside could respond, she pushed it open.

The layout of the master bedroom remained largely unchanged, except for the addition of a Buddhist shrine in the walk-in closet, where Mr. Cheng would kneel and chant sutras.

"Pretending." Cheng Mai strode in and overturned the Buddhist shrine.

Shang Xingjian looked at the broken Buddha head and covered his face with one hand. He hadn't learned much magic, but he was quite adept at using the "fox borrowing the tiger's power" technique.

"What are you doing?" Cheng's father angrily rebuked. "Even if you are dissatisfied with me as your father, you should not disrespect the gods."

"Of course we should respect the gods, but I don't know which god you are worshipping?" Cheng Mai bent down and looked at his kneeling father. "Dad, what kind of Buddha are you worshipping, and what wish are you making? If you can't tell me, maybe I can grant it for you?"

Cheng's father had developed many wrinkles around his eyes and kept staring at Cheng Mai.

"But it's okay if you don't say anything. I'll be staying here for the next few days. You can tell me whenever you've thought it through."

Mr. Cheng was taken aback, seemingly a little nervous. "You're coming back to live here?"

"What, can't I go home?" Cheng Mai retorted. "You've been making a fuss about selling your shares to me lately, and the media is saying we're not getting along. I have to put on a show, don't I?"

"Do you need to bring bodyguards home?" Mr. Cheng glanced at Shang Xingjian, knowing who he was because he had read gossip about Cheng Mai.

“After all, one should always be wary of others, don’t you think?” Cheng Mai smiled. “I don’t care if you’re genuinely worshipping Buddha or what you’re up to, just stay away from my mother’s room, or next time I might break something other than this wild Buddhist shrine.”

"Aunt Yu, take Mr. Cheng back to his room," Cheng Mai called out, instructing someone to escort Cheng's father back to his room.

After Cheng's father was sent away, Cheng Mai disgustedly threw all the messy things out of the room, finding it annoying. Shang Xingjian leaned against the side watching her throw things away, "Bodyguard?"

Cheng Mai raised an eyebrow slightly. "No way?"

"It's not that it's impossible, but I'm afraid you can't afford the bodyguard fees." After all, Cheng Mai is the first person in the world who would allow his business to provide bodyguards. He needs to think carefully about how to charge them.

"How much does it cost?" Cheng Mai asked curiously.

"I'll think about it later." Shang Xingjian looked around. "They hid quickly; in just a short while, there aren't many dirty things left."

"Did we alert the enemy?"

"It's not necessarily about alerting the enemy. I'm just going back to find someone in charge to test who I really am." Shang Xingjian concealed his aura and even let those dirty things take some of his aura back with them, just to show those people that he was just an ordinary person.

"Then how are you going to investigate? Find the core of the formation?" That's how Xiaoqian always broke formations before.

"Do we still need to find the array's core?" Shang Xingjian retorted. "As expected, the magic power of my subordinates is still insufficient. I'll have Shen Luo accelerate his learning progress when we get back."

Cheng Mai: "..." I accidentally tricked someone.

"Miss Cheng, where will your bodyguard stay tonight?" Shang Xingjian leaned against the door, smiling at Cheng Mai.

Cheng Mai froze, forgetting that they were going to stay here for a few more days. If Shang Xingjian and she were to live separately, then she would be the one in danger.

She looked up slightly at Shang Xingjian, and felt that he was doing it on purpose.

"I told you long ago that the best excuse was for the son-in-law to come to the door, but you insisted on going along with that old man and having a bodyguard. What are we going to do now?" Shang Xingjian looked like he was asking for a beating, as if he was just waiting to see Cheng Mai make a fool of himself.

Cheng Mai walked straight past him, stopping as he passed. "I'm the kind of person who likes to take advantage of bodyguards, so what?"

"Mr. Cheng has good taste," the merchant said, trying to find a way to take advantage of me.

Cheng Mai looked Shang Xingjian up and down, and once again deeply suspected that this person had lived too long and had become abnormal.

No, it's not a doubt, this person is a pervert.

Cheng Mai led Shang Xingjian to her room. Although she hadn't returned since the incident, the room was still cleaned every day.

After entering, Shang Xingjian looked around without any politeness, saying, "Old Cheng did a decent job in this matter."

Cheng Mai: "Boss, don't you even know the most basic etiquette for entering a girl's room?"

"Are you a girl?" Shang Xingjian turned around and asked the crucial question.

Cheng Mai remained expressionless.

Shang Xingjian continued to explore, "Hey, is this little dumpling yours when you were little? You were quite good-looking."

The photo on the bedside table is of Cheng Mai when he was two or three years old, a time when he was well taken care of.

Cheng Mai snatched the photo and put it under his pillow. "Don't look at it."

The merchant's briefing has already been completed and generously shared with General Meng An.

Just as Cheng Mai was about to retort, he saw who the message had been sent to and fell silent.

After finishing his brief explanation, Shang Xing continued to look around her room. "Cheng Mai, Mai means the root of the mountain, the root of man, the art of mountain wood, the ability of the human body. If the path of life encounters fire, life will return to the Yellow Springs."

After finishing his brief explanation, Shang Xing gently pushed a small wooden sign off the table and then casually lay down on the bed. "This room is much more comfortable now."

Cheng Mai watched his series of actions, then looked at Shang Xingjian, wondering what he meant.