"I've been thinking all the way here that everything I have now should have belonged to her. It's all because of this face. Whether it's you, Xin Zikai, or Luo Che, I don't even know if there are other examples like this in the past." Xiang Zhilan gave a bitter smile. Her once very confident appearance now made her doubt herself.

"What does this have to do with Luo Che?" Shen Muzhi frowned slightly. He seemed to understand her meaning, yet he also seemed not to.

Xiang Zhilan shook her head, stopping the topic. She felt that if she continued, she would become like Xianglin's wife, which would be too pathetic.

She looked into Shen Muzhi's eyes, cupped his face in her hands, and said, "Shen Muzhi, you love me, don't you?"

"Yes, I love you." Shen Muzhi answered earnestly. He felt that Bai Yutong was right, and he should say those three words to her seriously and clearly.

Xiang Zhilan smiled, finally feeling a bit relieved, which made her even more greedy. She asked again, "Do you love me more than Su Yan?"

She would never have had this kind of question before; her pride wouldn't allow it. However, now she's starting to doubt herself, and she wants to solidify her confidence through the affirmation of others.

Shen Muzhi looked at her. In the past, he was always childish and wanted to test her and make her jealous, but he was also very timid and dared not let her compare him to Su Yan. He would be in a dilemma. Thinking back, he was really asking for trouble.

"I was just asking, you don't need to answer." Xiang Zhilan realized that she also had the potential to be a coward. She had already asked, but now she regretted it and was afraid of hearing the answer.

“But I want to answer.” Shen Muzhi rested his elbow on the side of her face, moved slightly, gently brushed her hair aside with his fingers, his fingertips caressing her beautiful brow bone, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said earnestly, “I love you, more than I love anyone else in the world.”

Xiang Zhilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her two dark, mercury-like eyes stared blankly at him.

She hadn't expected him to give her an answer so quickly, and he did so seriously, not just trying to appease her.

A slight smile curved her lips as she looked at Shen Muzhi's face.

"Can I kiss you?" Shen Muzhi had just been accused of being forced, so he asked for her opinion first. He felt that after confessing his feelings to her, he should do something.

"Kiss me." Xiang Zhilan closed her eyes, her lips slightly pursed.

Shen Muzhi lowered his head and gently pressed his lips against hers, tenderly and lightly kissing her, invading her little by little.

Xiang Zhilan opened her eyes and looked at him. His face was very close, and his eyes were lowered, but she could feel that he was kissing her very tenderly.

She unconsciously raised her hand, wrapped it around his neck, and slowly responded to him.

Naturally, gradually, it became more than just a kiss.

The clothes were piled haphazardly on the floor.

As it slowly filled up, she let out a muffled groan and breathed heavily.

The clouds and rain began to toss and turn, and she felt as if she were a piece of duckweed, drifting with the current.

As the last big wave crashed in, her toes gripped the sheets and curled up, unaware of where she had drifted off to.

After a long, long time, I slowly calmed down, feeling a sense of relief, and let out a soft breath.

She did it with him again, and this time she was even more compliant than before. With just one kiss, she wrapped her arms around his neck. She could no longer deny it.

To her, he was more than just Hengheng and Xiaokui's father.