Chapter 58: The Exposed

Sang Muye discussed many professional issues with the man in pure and authentic German.

His German is quite accurate in terms of pronunciation, grammar and word choice.

Even better than some of their classmates in school.

Shen Xingli suddenly had a picture in her mind of her and Sang Muye going to Germany together.

He said he didn't know any German and asked her to teach him a sentence.

He also always whispered "I love you" in her ear in German.

At the time, she thought he was saying it as a thank you and didn't take it too seriously.

Now she realized that this man not only knew the meaning of that sentence, but was also very proficient in German.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingli's eyes turned red with anger.

Staring at Sang Muye's calm face, he asked, "Do you understand German?"

She used direct affirmative sentences.

If she can already negotiate with clients, why does she need to ask again?

Seeing that she was a little angry, Sang Muye smiled and brushed the corners of her slightly red eyes.

"I know a little, but not much. Not as professional as you."

Shen Xingli pushed his hand away.

"You can even use such professional terms, yet you still say you're not as professional as me, Sang Muye. It's fun to tease me, isn't it?"

After saying that, she pushed him away and got into the elevator angrily.

Just pressed the close button.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, a large, bony hand reached in.

Blocking the elevator door.

Sang Muye walked in with his long legs.

Push Shen Xingli directly against the elevator wall.

The deep black eyes stared at her without blinking.

"Angry?"

Shen Xingli drooped her eyelids and didn't look at him: "Don't talk to me, I don't want to pay attention to you, a big liar."

Sang Muye smiled and tapped her forehead. "Who was deceiving whom? I kindly asked you how to say 'thank you,' but you taught me 'I love you.' If I really didn't understand German and said that to a female client, your husband would have been beaten up a long time ago."

"So you're taking revenge on me by always saying that to me? If you want to take revenge, just do it. Why are you pretending to be so affectionate?"

Shen Xingli felt ashamed when she thought about how she blushed every time he said this.

The other person was clearly taking revenge on her and deliberately teasing her, but she couldn't help but feel her heart fluttering.

At this moment, she really wanted to bite this bastard to death.

Sang Muye lowered his black eyes and stared at Shen Xingli's angry little face.

He touched the tip of her ear lightly with his fingertips and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm not pretending."

Shen Xingli was about to avoid Sang Muye's touch, but was stunned when she heard these words.

What does he mean by not pretending?

Did he really mean what he said?

Thinking of this possibility, Shen Xingli's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Everything he said was halting.

"You, you, what do you mean by not pretending? Aren't you taking revenge on me?"

Sang Muye gently stroked her earlobe with his big hand, then slowly bent down and lay beside Shen Xingli's ear.

In very authentic German, he said: "Shen Xingli, I love you."

His voice was low and a little hoarse.

It directly broke through Shen Xingli's eardrum.

This voice was like a spell, which instantly made Shen Xingli stand there in a daze.

I didn't even dare to blink.

He stared blankly at Sang Muye.

She felt that everything became so unreal.

The big devil Sang Muye told her that he loved her.

And he spoke so tenderly, affectionately and lingeringly.

It made the little deer in her heart happy again.

There was an unconcealable nervousness and surprise in her voice: "Husband~"

Sang Muye looked down at her: "Did you get scared?"

Shen Xingli nodded repeatedly, then shook his head repeatedly.

The voice was soft and sticky: "You, are you telling the truth?"

"You think I'm lying to you?"

"No, I just find it incredible. Why do you like me?"

Sang Muye's dark eyes darkened for a moment. "Do I need to find a reason to like you? Or do you not want me to like you?"

Shen Xingli immediately shook his head: "No."

"So you want me to like you?"

Shen Xingli blushed as she looked at him, "Husband."

Seeing her so shy, Sang Muye couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't call me Sang Muye anymore?"

"Who made you angry with me just now?"

Sang Muye lowered his head and kissed her eyes, then said with a smile, "When we get home later, I'll kneel on the bed and apologize to you, okay?"

Shen Xingli nodded without thinking: "You have to kneel for a whole night before I forgive you."

"You said it, don't regret it."

“Whoever regrets is a puppy.”

It was not until the evening that Shen Xingli found out what Sang Muye meant by kneeling down to apologize.

He apologized with his mouth, but his body made movements that made her scream continuously.

Shen Xingli cried and begged for mercy: "Husband, I regret it, isn't that enough?"

"No, my wife gave an order and I dare not disobey her. Otherwise, what will happen if she divorces me in the future?"

Shen Xingli: I want to divorce you now.

The night is still that quiet night.

But Shen Xingli felt it was so long.

So long that she thought a century had passed.

When she woke up the next morning, she was awakened by a sudden ringing of the phone.

She closed her eyes and answered the call.

Before she could speak, a gentle woman's voice came from the other side.

"Baby, mom and dad are home. Are you on vacation?"

Hearing this voice, Shen Xingli was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly sat up from the bed.

She shouted excitedly: "Ahhh, didn't you say you would arrive the day after tomorrow? Why did you lie to me?"

Mother Shen smiled and said, "I just want to give my baby a surprise. Are you going to work today? If not, come back."

Shen Xingli: "I don't have anything to do at the end of the year, so I can take a leave. Mom, wait for me at home."

"Okay, Mom and Dad haven't met their son-in-law yet, so bring him over."

"Okay, we'll be there in a minute."

Sang Muye was cooking in the kitchen. When he heard Shen Xingli's scream, he immediately put down what he was holding and rushed into the bedroom.

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

He ran over and held Shen Xingli in his arms, looking her up and down.

Shen Xingli smiled and shook her head, pinching his nose and saying, "You bullied me last night, and today someone will take care of you for me. My parents are back from abroad, and they want to see you. How are you? Are you scared?"

Hearing that she was fine, Sang Muye breathed a sigh of relief.

He bent down and kissed her between the eyebrows: "As long as you are okay, I am not afraid of anything big. I will carry you to wash up and take you there after breakfast."

After breakfast, the two drove straight home.

Father Shen had been standing in the yard waiting for a long time. He hadn't seen his darling for a year.

Seeing that charming figure again, now a wife, Father Shen's eyes instantly became moist.

His voice also became a little hoarse.

"Li Li."

Shen Xingli ran towards her father with her arms outstretched like a butterfly.

I threw myself into my father's arms, looked up at him, tears in my eyes: "Dad, I miss you so much."

Father Shen was also very sad, with red eyes, he said: "Dad misses you too, I'm sorry, my dear daughter, it's because mom and dad are too busy at work, and they didn't even come back for your wedding."

Father Shen felt a pang of pain in his heart when he thought that the baby he had raised was already married.

Just as the two were being intimate, a deep and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind them.

"dad."

Father Shen raised his head and looked towards Sang Muye. When he saw that face, he was a little surprised.

"Is it you?"