Did they not share a bed and sleep in separate rooms?
Thinking of this, Shen Muzhi's mood lifted, and he couldn't wait to leave the bedroom and head upstairs.
Upstairs is an open-plan bedroom with no door, only a half-closed lattice window; once you walk around the window, you can see everything inside.
There was a bed inside, with very feminine sheets and blankets, and Xiang Zhilan's clothes were on the bed.
The room was a bit messy, and on the dressing table were Xiang Zhilan's cosmetics and skincare products.
There were a few books on the bedside table, just like she always had, which she would simply put aside after reading them at night.
He walked over, picked up the book, and flipped through a couple of pages. It was much more serious than the books he had read before; it was a book about interior design. He put the book back in its place and then went to check the wardrobe. Inside, there were only her clothes.
It is now almost certain that Xiang Zhilan and Luo Che did not sleep in the same room.
But they didn't seem like they were having a fight and were sleeping in separate rooms. Maybe, maybe they weren't even a couple!
When Shen Muzhi thought of this possibility, his pupils flashed with excitement.
He checked the room repeatedly to make sure there was no trace of Luo Che, not even in the photos of her and the children placed on the dressing mirror.
She's lying to him; she's trying to make him back down! That must be it!
A smile touched Shen Muzhi's face, though faint, it conveyed his joy.
He turned and went downstairs briskly, but suddenly stopped. If she and Luo Che had no relationship, why would Luo Che help her hide for two years? Why would Xiao Kui have the surname Luo? And why would Luo Che live here?
The second son of ****** is not without a place to stay; at the very least, he can stay in a hotel.
Moreover, Xiang Zhilan is not the kind of woman who takes in men at home. Even if there are two children, it would still be a situation of a man and a woman alone together, which would be too ambiguous.
unless……
Shen Muzhi frowned. They might not be married yet, but they had already become boyfriend and girlfriend. Xiang Zhilan was considering marrying him, so they were living together as a trial marriage.
The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and my light steps became somewhat heavy again.
Besides, they bought cantaloupe-flavored condoms that day. Although they slept in separate rooms, it doesn't mean they hadn't slept in the same bed.
The pleasure on Shen Muzhi's face slowly disappeared. He then took a breath and walked back to his bedroom downstairs.
About an hour later, Xiao Kui woke up first, and her bewildered expression after just waking up was absolutely adorable.
After she was stunned for a while, she slowly came to her senses and saw that only Shen Muzhi was there. Her lips trembled, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Afraid that she would wake Hengheng, Shen Muzhi picked her up and walked out of the bedroom, gently patting and coaxing her: "Don't cry, don't cry, Mommy will be back soon, Daddy will come and play with you, okay?"
"You're not Daddy, you're not Daddy." Xiao Kui twisted her body, not wanting him to hug her.
Having no other choice, Shen Muzhi put her on the sofa, squatted down to her eye level, and coaxed her with a toy: "Do you want to play with this little duck? This little duck can sing and dance."
Aside from his childhood, he probably never spoke in such a baby voice in his life, which sounded a bit awkward.
Xiao Kui was clearly unmoved; her eyelids reddened, and her voice choked with sobs: "I want A-Che, I want Daddy."
"He's not Xiao Kui's father." Shen Muzhi couldn't help but correct her, feeling extremely distressed that his daughter was so dependent on another man.
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