Ni Sitian originally just wanted to innocently stamp something, but someone devoured her, and she eventually fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.
Seeing her sleeping like a child, Xu Tingchuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then quietly got out of bed and left the bedroom.
He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when he opened the drawer, he remembered that Ni Sitian had confiscated all his cigarettes.
He shook his head with a helpless chuckle, walked to the balcony, let the cool breeze caress his face, took out his phone, and dialed Shen Muzhi's number.
Shen Muzhi answered the phone very quickly, as if he had been waiting for his call.
"If you're trying to tell me not to lay a hand on that woman, I advise you not to say anything."
Before Xu Tingchuan could utter a single word, Shen Muzhi's slightly cool voice rang out.
He frowned slightly, but still said to Shen Muzhi, "Xiang Zhilan is not her."
“Of course I know Xiang Zhilan isn’t her. I’m not so confused as to confuse the two of them.” Shen Muzhi stood by the window, lit a cigarette, and gently exhaled a smoke ring. “She can’t come back anymore. Don’t we all know that?”
"So what do you mean now?" Xu Tingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If you can let go of the past and move on, why can't I?" Shen Muzhi tapped the cigarette lightly with his index finger, shaking off the ash.
Xu Tingchuan's lips twitched, and he said disbelievingly, "Muzhi, if you really want to let go, then why do you need to look for Xiang Zhilan?"
It wasn't that he didn't want to believe Shen Muzhi, but rather that Shen Muzhi's situation was completely different from his own.
Shen Muzhi's feelings for her were even stronger than his own. When he married Ni Sitian, he had no other thoughts; he just wanted to find a woman to live a simple and peaceful life with.
However, the nature of Shen Muzhi's desire to keep Xiang Zhilan as a mistress is different. Not only does Xiang Zhilan like photography like Su Yan, but the two also look about 70% alike.
When he first met Xiang Zhilan, he was slightly taken aback.
However, their personalities are quite different, which makes them different in their speech, demeanor, and clothing.
After that, whenever he saw Xiang Zhilan, he never felt that they were similar again.
"Then who should I look for? Someone completely opposite to you, like you?" Shen Muzhi's tone was somewhat sarcastic and cold.
Xu Tingchuan didn't want to argue with him; he would change his tune every time he mentioned her.
"In short, don't touch Xiang Zhilan. If you want to find a substitute, anyone will do. It doesn't have to be her," Xu Tingchuan said seriously.
"You like Ni Sitian that much? You even protect her friends?" Shen Muzhi's voice grew colder.
"Yes, I really like Ni Sitian that much." Xu Tingchuan admitted without the slightest hesitation.
"And Su Yan, have you forgotten her? It hasn't even been ten years yet, you're quite carefree." Shen Muzhi sneered, as if mocking Xu Tingchuan's heartlessness.
“Muzhi, it’s been almost ten years. How long are you going to hold a grudge? Su Yan won’t like you like this.” Xu Tingchuan sighed deeply.
Shen Muzhi stubbed out the cigarette in his hand with his fingers, the burning flame burning his fingers, but he seemed oblivious, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Anyway, she has never liked me, so what difference does it make to her what I look like?"
Xu Tingchuan frowned. There were things he wanted to say to him, but he didn't know whether he should or not.
He's already in this state; if he knew that Su Yan boarded that flight in the first place because...
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