  &quot;Well, indeed I did say that.&quot; Cheng Lydia smiled stiffly and stole a sideways glance at Shen Ron, just in time to make contact with the faintly wicked gaze he was looking over.
      Her heart seemed to have some clarity, daring to say that the old lady's appearance of being terminally ill yesterday was a pretence? But it was not like that, the old lady yesterday was clearly pale and her lips were bloodless, she had seen it with her own eyes.
      While going to her room, Cheng Lydia asked Shen Ron, &quot;Is Grandma's illness real or not?&quot;
      Shen Ron paused in his movement to remove his coat and turned his head to look at her, &quot;Why do you ask?&quot;
      Cheng Lydia was shocked to find that she had been a little too direct in her question and was busy softening her tone: &quot;Doesn't grandma like to pretend to be sick? Yesterday she still looked like she cou

  Shen Ron is going to accompany a client to play a round of golf this afternoon.
      Shen Ron parked the car in the parking lot of the golf team field and Cheng Lydia followed her upstairs, saying as she passed a coffee shop, &quot;Go ahead, I'll meet you here.&quot;
      Shen Ron queried, turning his head to look at her, &quot;Why don't you come along?&quot;
      &quot;I won't fight.&quot; Cheng Lydia said with some embarrassment.
      &quot;That's okay, I can teach you.&quot;
      &quot;That's not good.&quot; He was here to play with his clients, how else was he going to spend time with them if all he did was teach her? &quot;Don't worry, I can get used to being alone anywhere, I won't get bored.&quot;
      &quot;Why?&quot;
      &quot;Huh?&quot;
      &quot;Why do you like someone?&quot;
      &quot;Quiet.&quot; Cheng Lydia smiled. It wasn't that she liked it, she'd just gotte

  The old lady's intentions are known to God, you and I. She wants to tie him to Cheng Lydia twenty-four hours a day, so how could she take back her orders and let go of such a good opportunity? Especially at a time when the two had just had a divorce.
      Cheng Lydia lowered her head and went back to eating.
      In fact, she was just saying that, and expected that Shen Ron would not agree to it, and even if Shen Ron did, the old lady would not be able to agree to it.
      &quot;Don't get upset, big deal, I'll take care of the dishes?&quot;
      &quot;Will you?&quot; Cheng Lydia said without question.
      Shen Ron wondered, &quot;There's a difference between knowing how to wash dishes and not knowing how to do it?&quot;
      &quot;Then I'll be polite.&quot;
      &quot;You're welcome.&quot;
      After the meal, Cheng Lydia did throw down a table of dishes to him and went off to

&quot;Well, indeed I did say that.&quot; Cheng Lydia smiled stiffly and stole a sideways glance at Shen Ron, just in time to make contact with the faintly wicked gaze he was looking over.
      Her heart seemed to have some clarity, daring to say that the old lady's appearance of being terminally ill yesterday was a pretence? But it was not like that, the old lady yesterday was clearly pale and her lips were bloodless, she had seen it with her own eyes.
      While going to her room, Cheng Lydia asked Shen Ron, &quot;Is Grandma's illness real or not?&quot;
      Shen Ron paused in his movement to remove his coat and turned his head to look at her, &quot;Why do you ask?&quot;
      Cheng Lydia was shocked to find that she had been a little too direct in her question and was busy softening her tone: &quot;Doesn't grandma like to pretend to be sick? Yesterday she still looked like she couldn't get out of bed, how come ...... today.&quot;
      &quot;Didn't she say she was happy to se

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