Xiao Xingyu's voice was tinged with laughter. "Don't worry, I'm prepared. After you saved me from a car accident three years ago, I've learned my lesson. I'll tell you a secret. Xiaowa, Tattoo, and the others are ostensibly members of my side hustle, but in reality, they're my bodyguards. I've made all the arrangements. Look, Tattoo showed up just in time this time to make the driver who wanted to hit me a disaster!"
Zhang Moyan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she didn't recognize the names of the two parties registered by the traffic police that day, because she didn't even know the full name of the tattoo.
Zhang Moyan stared straight at Xiao Xingyu, silent for a long time, then gently rested her forehead against his: "You must protect yourself, nothing can happen to you, and you must never hide anything from me in the future."
Xiao Xingyu kissed her forehead: "Mo Yan, do you forgive me then?"
Zhang Moyan sighed softly, "How could I blame you? I can't thank you enough! The 'alternative interpretation' you shared with everyone today was really good. I can feel that everyone's grudges against me seem to have eased a lot."
Xiao Xingyu pushed Zhang Moyan closer and met her gaze. "So you really believe my version of events? Perhaps the truth isn't like that. Perhaps what Uncle Wei Ji and Zhang Shunqing believe is the real story."
Zhang Moyan shook her head. "Do you think I care about the truth? Whether it was Chen Yun or Zhang Shunqing, they both gave up on me in the end. Why would I care about their past? Now I just want to live a good life. What I care about is whether I can be with you forever. Thank you for being so smart and doing so much to make your family accept me by your side."
Xiao Xingyu smiled as if he had heard heavenly music and was enjoying it. He held his wife's bandaged hand affectionately and raised an eyebrow: "Mo Yan, your hand is very inconvenient, how about I help you take a bath tonight?"
Zhang Moyan was full of questions: "Ah... help me take a bath... no need?"
Xiao Xingyu puffed up his cheeks: "You just thanked me, but now you won't let me take advantage of you at all. How insincere."
Zhang Moyan was really drunk.
The bath took more than an hour, and Xiao Xingyu returned to the bedroom contentedly. Zhang Moyan was wearing pajamas and looking at a brown paper box at the table. The box contained the Wang family plum vase that was broken by Yan Mei.
After Yan Mei broke it today, Zhang Moyan quietly collected it back.
"You can only look at this kind of thing for a while. If you look at it too much, you'll get sad." Xiao Xingyu hung the towel around his neck and sat down across from Zhang Moyan, sighing, "Sometimes I think that we are only separated from some old people and old events by time and space..."
"Xingyu, this piece of porcelain has two layers, right? What kind of craftsmanship is this?" Before Xiao Xingyu finished speaking, Zhang Moyan picked up a piece of plum vase and handed it to him.
Xiao Xingyu paused, then took the porcelain piece and examined it carefully. Sure enough, he could vaguely see two layers of gray-white base of different shades under the porcelain glaze.
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