Shen Muzhi's roundabout approach to achieving his goal seems to have had less than ideal results.
Ni Sitian didn't sense any indication that Xiang Zhilan had taken it back.
The weather this year is really cold, with continuous heavy snow. She and Tuantuan have been stuck at home for several days and haven't been able to go out.
In January, something very sad happened.
Mr. Wu Miaoshui, whom Ni Sitian apprenticed to, passed away on a snowy night at the beginning of the month, before he even made it through the Lunar New Year.
However, the old man is already 87 years old, and it is only natural for him to grow old, get sick and die.
He had no relatives or children, and his funeral was handled by Xu Tingchuan and Ni Sitian. On that day, Ni Sitian also saw Jiang Yun, whom she hadn't seen for two years. It seemed that after he stopped being a star, he had started painting again.
Ni Sitian had no intention of burying the hatchet with him. She still remembered clearly how he had helped Su Yan harm her. Now, at the old man's funeral, she couldn't say much. Nodding and ignoring him was the greatest leniency she could show.
Perhaps because this winter was so cold, after the old man's funeral, Xiang's mother also fell ill and was hospitalized.
Upon receiving the news, Ni Sitian rushed to the hospital to visit her, thankfully it wasn't a serious illness.
She had only been in the ward for a few minutes when Shen Muzhi arrived, looking hurried and somewhat nervous.
"I'm fine, you can go back." Although Xiang's mother wasn't as resistant to him as before, her attitude remained indifferent.
As the year draws to a close, I always miss my daughter more, and naturally I don't have a good attitude towards Shen Muzhi.
After inquiring about Xiang Ma's condition in detail from the doctor, Shen Muzhi was relieved to learn that Xiang Ma was alright.
He was a man after all, and it wasn't appropriate for him to stay in his mother's hospital room any longer, so he said goodbye and left.
Ni Sitian saw Shen Muzhi off and, after walking down the corridor, tentatively asked, "I heard from Tingchuan that you're getting engaged to that Miss Bai."
Shen Muzhi lowered his eyes and glanced indifferently at Ni Sitian, "Isn't this what you expected?"
Ni Sitian was speechless. She just wanted to know whether it was a real engagement or a fake one. If Zhi Lan was unmoved and did not come back, was he really going to marry that Miss Bai?
Shen Muzhi didn't say anything more and walked outside.
Ni Sitian watched his desolate figure walk away, sighed slightly, and shook her head.
Just as I looked away, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
Ni Sitian hesitated for a moment, then swiped to answer the call, but she didn't expect to hear a voice she hadn't heard in more than two years.
"Honey, I'm back!" Xiang Zhilan said to his phone with a bright smile as he pushed his suitcase out.
Ni Sitian was stunned. It was Zhi Lan, it really was Zhi Lan!
She used to always leave comments on her Weibo account referring to herself as "Little Master." Xu Tingchuan once misunderstood the gender of the person interacting with her and was secretly jealous for a long time.
“Zhi Lan…” Ni Sitian’s voice trembled and choked with emotion.
"Hurry up and come to greet us." Xiang Zhilan felt a lump in her throat when she heard Ni Sitian's voice, but her smile remained unchanged.
Ni Sitian smiled, tears streaming down her face, weeping with joy.
Two years and three months later, she came back, she finally came back!
"Are you crazy with joy? You have 30 minutes to pick me up, or else..." Xiang Zhilan thought for a moment and said, "I haven't decided how to punish you yet. We'll talk about it when I see you. Hurry up and come over to Exit D1 of the international airport."
Ni Sitian slowly calmed down, sniffed, stopped her happy tears, and said, "I'm in the hospital now. My mother is sick."
"What!" Xiang Zhilan's smile vanished instantly, and she hurriedly asked.
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