Xiang Zhilan felt that her lack of response made the atmosphere awkward, but what could she possibly say?

So far, she hasn't shown any romantic feelings for him whatsoever; at most, she admires his body, much like she admires male models on her computer.

"It's alright, I was just asking, you don't need to answer," Shen Muzhi said calmly, his eyes slightly lowered.

Xiang Zhilan noticed a hint of melancholy in his eyes. She wondered if she was just imagining things or being overthinking it, but she couldn't help but add, "Who can predict the future?"

“Yes, it’s no use what anyone says about the future.” Shen Muzhi raised his eyes and looked into Xiang Zhilan’s eyes. “People’s feelings can always change for various reasons.”

Xiang Zhilan avoided his gaze, gave a perfunctory "hmm," sat up with the towel, got off the bed, and put the towel back.

As I passed by the guest room, I saw that Xiang's mother was still tidying up the mess on the bed, so I went over and said, "Mom, stop tidying up. He can sleep in my room tonight."

Xiang's mother stopped what she was doing and looked at Xiang Zhilan in surprise. Just a moment ago, he had looked reluctant in the living room and didn't want to keep him. Now, he was actually asking to sleep in the same room. She really couldn't understand the way this young man was acting so stubborn.

"Zhi Lan, are you really pregnant?" Looking at her flat stomach, Xiang's mother felt a little uncomfortable, as if the news was a joke.

"Mm." Xiang Zhilan knew her mother's concerns and worries, so she went over and hugged her arm, leaned her head on her shoulder, and said softly, "Mom, don't worry, he will treat me very well. You know your daughter is very lovable, and I will definitely be very happy."

Xiang's mother smiled. It was true. Her daughter had been lovable since she was a child. At that time, she and Lao Xiang had been infertile for many years. Later, they found out that there was a problem with her body, so they decided to adopt a child from an orphanage.

When they first saw Zhilan, she was just a tiny little thing, so cute and adorable that everyone loved her. She and Lao Xiang immediately decided to adopt her, and after going through a lot of formalities, they finally brought her home.

Over the years, they have truly raised her as their own daughter, to the point that they have almost forgotten she is not their biological child.

She's grown up so fast, and now she's going to be someone else's wife and a mother.

As Xiang's mother thought about it, her eyes welled up with tears. She gently stroked Xiang Zhilan's hair and said, "Yes, you will definitely be very happy. No one is more lovable than my daughter."

"Mom," Xiang Zhilan said, nuzzling her mother's shoulder and neck affectionately.

"Alright, you're almost a mother, and you still know how to act so coquettishly." Xiang's mother said with a smile. In fact, Xiang Zhilan has been quite independent since she was a child and can make her own decisions. She rarely makes them worry, but she loves to act coquettishly towards them. It feels like there is no distance between them at all.

“Even if I become a mother, you will still be my mother. It’s only natural for a child to act spoiled towards their mother,” Xiang Zhilan said with a smile.

Xiang's mother had no choice but to push her out, saying, "It's a mess here, you should go back to your room and rest."

"Then Mom should go to sleep early too." Xiang Zhilan smiled and kissed her mother's cheek. "Goodnight."

As Xiang's mother watched her walk back to the bedroom, she smiled helplessly, closed the guest room door that was half-finished, and went back to her own room.

After returning to the room, Xiang Zhilan saw that Shen Muzhi was already asleep, still wearing his suit. So she bent down, loosened his tie, and took off his suit.

Seeing that his belt looked uncomfortable, he reached down and unbuckled it.