When Xiang Zhilan heard the words "I have nothing to do with her," she was stunned for a moment, then gave a mocking smirk: "You mean you have nothing to do with a woman you can go buy condoms with?"

“I have nothing to do with her.” Shen Muzhi reiterated, released her, looked down at her and explained, “I know that if I didn’t do this, you would never come back. I think you must have left someone in Yihai to observe my movements, so I thought that as long as I got married, you would definitely come back, and sure enough, you did come back.”

Xiang Zhilan frowned; he, like Ni Sitian, had misunderstood the reason for her return.

However, she really didn't expect him to pull such a trick, trying to lower her guard and lure her back.

"The engagement ring was fake, the supermarket trip was fake, and the condoms were Bai Yutong's way of testing you for me." Shen Muzhi knew that there would be many difficulties in getting back together with her, but he hoped that the difficulties would not come from his side, so he wanted to explain to her clearly, "I am not with anyone else. I have been looking for you and have never given up."

Xiang Zhilan was taken aback. She hadn't expected Shen Muzhi to give such an explanation, as he was usually the type not to explain himself to others.

But even so, what does it matter? She didn't return to China to rekindle their past relationship, and besides, their past relationship was nothing but a tragic one.

"Actually, you don't need to tell me so much. Whether you have a relationship with her or not, it has nothing to do with me." Xiang Zhilan felt that the taste of his blood still lingered in her mouth, and her throat felt a little dry when she spoke.

“Yes, of course we’re connected. We have two children, and we can’t sever ties in this lifetime. Even if you marry someone else, you’ll still be the mother of my children.” Shen Muzhi understood that only the children were the last straw for their relationship. He tightened his grip and said in a low voice, “That man can never be their real father.”

“There are millions of divorced people with children who have remarried. I will not deny your relationship with your child, nor will I stop you from seeing each other. But between us, everything is clear: marriage, funerals, and everything else is off-limits.” Xiang Zhilan felt somewhat exhausted in dealing with him. He was truly more persistent than anyone else, and she had no way to deal with him.

"Is it because of that man? Don't you want him to misunderstand?" Shen Muzhi tried to control himself, but when he thought about how they were in the same house yesterday, and even in the same bed, and perhaps doing something intimate, he couldn't control himself anymore, and the veins on his forehead bulged again.

“He…” Xiang Zhilan originally wanted to say that she had nothing to do with Luo Che, but she was afraid that he would not give up and would continue to pester her, so she simply changed her words and said, “He is very good to me, to Hengheng, and to Xiaokui. We got married abroad.”

Shen Muzhi felt as if a piece of his heart had been torn away, leaving it bleeding profusely.

He had already guessed that since they had been so intimate while shopping at the supermarket yesterday, and Xiao Kui even had the surname Luo, she must have married this man. But hearing it with his own ears made it all seem different.

Not only did she leave him, she also married someone else.

My heart felt like it was about to go numb from the pain, and my complexion turned extremely pale.

Looking at his expression, Xiang Zhilan said, "But don't worry, I won't let the child disown you because of this. You can see the child anytime you want in the future."

"I don't care!" Shen Muzhi grabbed Xiang Zhilan's shoulder and said in a low, cold voice.