Shen Muzhi didn't move his feet; in truth, he was still afraid to confirm.

He wasn't afraid that Su Yan was still alive; of course, he hoped that Su Yan was alive.

What he feared was another choice: if it was confirmed that she was Su Yan, then he would have to face that choice.

Xin Zikai checked Xiang Zhilan's information in the bone marrow registry. He knew this woman and knew that Xiang Zhilan and Su Yan were half-siblings.

He knew perfectly well what Xin Zikai was up to, so even though he had a guess, he didn't try to confirm it.

This was a difficult choice; he couldn't hurt Xiang Zhilan, but he also couldn't stand by and watch Su Yan die.

In the end, he did not move an inch, stood silently for a long time, and then walked back to the mourning hall.

As dawn broke, Xiao Yi came to hand over his shift.

Shen Muzhi couldn't say what he originally wanted to say, and Xiao Yi couldn't make the choice for him either.

As he walked out of the mourning hall, he ran into Madam Su.

He suddenly remembered that if Madam Su knew that the mute girl was Su Yan, then she should also know that Su Yan came to deal with Su Yan. Doesn't she care about her own daughter at all?

“Aunt Su.” Shen Muzhi called out to her, wanting to test whether she knew anything, and said, “That maid really can’t speak? I heard her crying in front of the coffin last night.”

Madam Su glanced at him.

Her eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist, making them unfathomable.

He turned his gaze back at her, waiting for her to speak.

“She was recruited by Ayan, I didn’t know that,” Madam Su shook her head.

Shen Muzhi felt that this sentence had a deeper meaning and could have two interpretations. One was the common understanding of recruiting workers and bringing them back, and the other was that Su Yan had harmed Su Chengwen, so Su Yan was brought back to bring her to justice.

He suddenly realized that this woman, who had remained silent in the Su family mansion for over twenty years, might actually be very wise.

"She has already resigned from her job and will soon be returning to where she belongs," Madam Su said calmly before walking into the mourning hall.

Shen Muzhi turned around and looked at her, her brows furrowing slightly. Did she mean to say that she wanted to maintain the status quo and not acknowledge Su Yan back?

"What are you spacing out about?" Xiang Zhilan waved her hand in front of Shen Muzhi. He had been spacing out ever since he came back from the Su family, and it was already evening. He wouldn't go to sleep even when she told him to.

"What are you saying?" Shen Muzhi's eyes focused as he looked at Xiang Zhilan.

Xiang Zhilan had originally intended to talk to him about whether they should also visit neighboring countries while in France, but after she talked for so long, he didn't listen to a single word she said, so she decided to ignore him.

"It's nothing." She picked out two thin-shelled hickory nuts and squeezed them with her hands, as if they were Shen Muzhi.

Seeing that she was weak and couldn't crack them open, Shen Muzhi took them from her hands and instantly the two walnuts broke apart, turning into crumbs.

"Who asked you to shape them like this? I want big chunks of walnut meat." Xiang Zhilan glared at him for no reason, complaining that he had been daydreaming while listening to her talk!

Shen Muzhi looked at his palm; the walnuts were indeed too broken. After putting them down, he picked up two more and gently squeezed them; the walnuts only cracked slightly.

He bent down and peeled the kernel open with his hands, revealing a whole half, and handed it to her.

"..." She didn't really want to eat walnuts. Looking at the plump half of the walnut in his palm, her heart softened a little.

Fine, I'll forgive him this time.