Xiang Zhilan glanced at Shen Muzhi, then exchanged a few words with her mother before putting away her phone.

Shen Muzhi looked gloomy as he gripped Xiang Zhilan's hand tightly. "I'm just your friend? Why didn't you tell your mother-in-law that you spent the night with me?"

"You're still a long way from being officially hired." Xiang Zhilan smiled, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "Keep working hard."

"Didn't I try hard enough yesterday? Aren't you satisfied?" He whispered in Xiang Zhilan's ear.

Xiang Zhilan's ears turned red, and she pinched his palm in return. "Don't you even know where you are? It's one thing to say these kinds of things at home, but where can you say them out loud!"

Shen Muzhi enjoyed the feeling of being glared at by her, feeling a surge of pleasure. If only this weren't a taxi, he would have so many intimate things he wanted to do and say to her.

"I'll do better next time and make you more comfortable. How about you consider letting me transfer sooner?" he chuckled in her ear.

Xiang Zhilan was always both angry and annoyed with him, yet helpless. Did he think she was applying for a gigolo job? What did he mean by making her more comfortable and getting her a permanent position sooner? She wasn't relying on his bedroom skills, really!

She simply turned her head away, refusing to leave him, lest she hear anything even more offensive on the bus, and wonder if the driver had overheard her earlier.

"If you don't answer, I'll take that as a yes," Shen Muzhi said to himself.

"Whatever." Xiang Zhilan turned the back of her head towards him.

When Shen Muzhi saw her face reflected in the car window, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, he felt instantly refreshed.

To win a woman's heart, first win her body!

He seems to have found the right path; perhaps he's not far from winning her heart!

Seeing that the car was almost at the studio location, Xiang Zhilan made a phone call to the designer. After getting out of the car, she drove Shen Muzhi back and went to see the designer alone.

Xiang Zhilan felt that renting this three-story detached house was a great deal, especially since there were many wedding dress shops nearby and it was located in a bustling commercial street, so she signed a two-year contract at the time.

After discussing with the designer for a day, the final plan was settled, and the renovation will begin next.

When Xiang Zhilan got home, she was exhausted, especially her back. She had been tormented by Shen Muzhi for too long yesterday, and it felt like it was falling apart.

The two children were taken out by their parents, and she took a nice hot bath before snuggling into her bed for a nap.

Her phone rang, and when she picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number, she hesitated for a moment before swiping to answer.

"It's me, Su Yan." Su Yan introduced herself and added, "I got your phone number from A-Che."

"Is there anything I can help you with, Miss Su?" Xiang Zhilan asked casually, addressing her with an unfamiliar tone.

"Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to meet up with you to talk."

"What we need to know, we both know. The grudges of the previous generation have nothing to do with us. I'll say it again, Miss Su, there's nothing for us to talk about," Xiang Zhilan said calmly to Su Yan.

She felt that a saying suited them perfectly: the best relationship is no relationship at all.

"Then let's talk about Mu Zhi." Su Yan wanted to help Shen Mu Zhi.

After Xiang Zhilan remained silent for a while, Su Yan gave her the time and place, and then immediately hung up the phone as if afraid that she would refuse.

Xiang Zhilan lowered her head, shrank into the blankets, and couldn't fall asleep.