Butler Chen lowered his head and remained silent; this matter was indeed difficult to discuss.

Shen Muzhi sought out Xiao Yi because she wanted to sever ties with her past before marriage, hoping to use hypnosis to bury some things about Su Yan.

Xiao Yi had suggested this treatment method when Shen Muzhi's insomnia was at its worst, but Shen Muzhi was unwilling to forget those things at that time, so she did not agree.

Just half a month ago, Shen Muzhi suddenly gave him a lot of instructions, taking time out before the wedding. He told him that he was going to Xiao Yi's place for completely closed treatment.

Suppressing someone's memory through hypnosis is obviously not a simple matter. Over the course of half a month, Xiao Yi tried various hypnosis techniques on Shen Muzhi repeatedly, only to fail repeatedly.

Finally, Xiao Yi advised that they should stop, otherwise it might cause other problems. They needed to rest and adjust their mental state to its best before continuing.

Xiao Yi analyzed that the reason it was so difficult to succeed was because Shen Muzhi's subconscious had not yet let go, which was why he could not fully enter.

If this were to be told to Xiang Zhilan, it would be tantamount to telling her that there is a deeply rooted woman in Shen Muzhi's heart that he cannot get rid of, and even hypnotherapy is ineffective.

For a bride who is about to get married, isn't this tantamount to slapping her in the face?

Butler Chen knew everything, yet he could do nothing about it. Looking at his master's expression, he felt a pang of sadness.

He sighed inwardly and quietly withdrew.

When Xiang Zhilan returned home, her parents had already eaten dinner and were cleaning up the dishes.

"You little rascal, you've finally come back." When Xiang's mother saw Xiang Zhilan, she breathed a sigh of relief and complained, "What kind of bride-to-be runs away for so long before the wedding? I thought you were going to elope."

"You guessed right," Xiang Zhilan smirked, then changed into slippers and went inside.

"Have you eaten dinner?" Xiang's mother asked.

Xiang Zhilan had no appetite, so she shook her head and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll go rest for a while."

After she finished speaking, she went into the bedroom, closed the door, let out a long sigh, collapsed onto the bed, and closed her eyes wearily.

She fell asleep soon after.

About two hours after I fell asleep, my stomach started growling and woke me up. I opened my eyes and checked the time; it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Xiang Zhilan stared at the ceiling for a while, then, after recovering, got out of bed, opened the door, and prepared to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

"Are you hungry?" Xiang's mother was cooking something in a pot. She turned her head and smiled at Xiang Zhilan, saying, "I knew you would get up to eat tonight."

Xiang Zhilan walked over, hugged her mother's arm, leaned her head on her shoulder, and smiled, "No one knows a daughter better than her mother."

"It's almost done. You can go out now, be careful not to get smoked by the fumes," said Xiang's mother, stirring the contents of the pot.

Xiang Zhilan obediently went to the dining table to wait for her food. After a while, her mother brought out a bowl of sauerkraut wontons.

The smell alone was enough to whet her appetite. She took the soup spoon, blew on it a few times, and then drank a mouthful of soup.

Xiang Zhilan quickly finished the entire bowl of wontons, even drinking the soup clean, and then let out a satisfied burp.

"Zhi Lan, do you not want to marry Mu Zhi?" Seeing that she had finished eating, Xiang's mother looked at her with kind eyes and said, "If you don't want to, it's okay to change your mind now. Your parents will always support you. You don't need to care about those rumors. At worst, we can move to another city. It doesn't matter. For us, your happiness is the most important thing."

Hearing her mother's words, Xiang Zhilan's eyes reddened again. How fortunate she was, how could she really be so selfish?

She shook her head and said to Xiang Ma, "I'm willing."

"Silly girl, don't be stubborn." Xiang's mother reached out and gently brushed away her hair.

Xiang Zhilan held her mother's hand, gently rubbed her cheek against it, and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Mom, will you sleep with me tonight?"

She's getting married tomorrow, which means she'll have fewer opportunities to stay at home, and she feels a little uneasy about it.