As Xu Tingchuan drove back to the city, the corners of his mouth remained slightly upturned.

It was clear that he was in a very good mood. Seeing how happy he was about this, Ni Sitian felt both shy and helpless, but also a little secretly pleased.

The fact that her husband is so passionate about her body indirectly proves that she is attractive.

Ni Sitian recalled how, yesterday at the hot spring resort, he had pressed her against the wall so intensely and forcefully…

Pshaw, what is she thinking?

Ni Sitian quickly shook her head, trying to shake those messy and romantic thoughts out of her mind.

"What's wrong?" Xu Tingchuan was focused on driving when he saw her in the rearview mirror, seemingly engrossed in something, with an expression that was both embarrassed and adorable. He couldn't help but ask.

Just as Ni Sitian was shaking off the romantic thoughts that had been swirling in her mind, she heard the male protagonist's voice, as if he had been caught red-handed, suddenly explode, his voice involuntarily rising: "No, nothing!"

Xu Tingchuan smiled and continued driving steadily.

Ni Sitian's cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned her head to look out the window, trying to distract herself.

The car drove on, gradually entering an environment she was familiar with.

The phone rang, and Ni Sitian saw that it was Xiang Zhilan calling, so she answered it immediately.

"Sweetie, have you missed me?"

Xiang Zhilan's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone, a stark contrast to her vomiting fits of the past few days.

Ni Sitian knows her too well; when she's in an extremely good mood, she calls her "Little Sweetie."

"Look at you, so smug. You've already disembarked?" Ni Sitian smiled, hearing how happy she was, she figured Shen Muzhi probably hadn't made things difficult for her.

"I got off the ship yesterday. That freak gave me two days off. I'm shopping on Fifth Avenue right now. I'll probably be going back in a few days. What kind of gift do you want?" Xiang Zhilan asked, a smile playing on her lips as she strolled leisurely through the streets.

"You sound like you're in a good mood, it can't just be because you're on vacation, right?" Ni Sitian asked with a smile.

"You noticed that?" Xiang Zhilan pursed her lips, unable to stop smiling, and even a little shy.

Ni Sitian's heart skipped a beat. Xiang Zhilan wasn't the shy type. "You're not in love, are you?"

"Pretty much." Xiang Zhilan blushed even more.

Ni Sitian's face stiffened, and she asked anxiously, a little nervously, "With Shen Muzhi?"

"Pah, why don't you wish me well? Who wants to be with that pervert!" Xiang Zhilan rolled her eyes and said irritably.

Ni Sitian's expression softened, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "Then who are you with?"

“Yesterday, on Christmas Eve, I ran into Brother A-Xian. I really never expected such a coincidence! We met unexpectedly in Chinatown, and we recognized each other at a glance.” Xiang Zhilan’s voice was still full of excitement, and she even started to use a literary flair: “It’s just like the saying, ‘I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, but he was right there where the lights were dim.’”

Ni Sitian was taken aback; no wonder Xiang Zhilan was in such a good mood.

"You're surprised too, aren't you? This trip to America was definitely the right one. That pervert actually did something good." Xiang Zhilan felt like a hundred pigeons had been released, she was incredibly happy.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Ni Sitian couldn't help but smile. The problem she had been worried about had been solved just like that.

With Feng Jingxian around, Xiang Zhilan would never again be interested in Shen Muzhi.

"Tell me, what gift do you want? If I'm in a good mood, I'll grant you anything," Xiang Zhilan said generously as they walked through the dazzling array of shops.

Ni Sitian didn't stand on ceremony anymore and let her choose the more expensive items to send.