Xiang Zhilan looked at him in bewilderment, wondering what he was willing to do out of the blue.
Her face was reflected in Shen Mu's dark eyes as he said earnestly, "If you insist on going to Syria, I will go with you."
Xiang Zhilan was completely stunned, staring blankly at him. After regaining her senses, she frowned slightly: "You were eavesdropping on our conversation?"
Shen Muzhi did not deny it, but simply repeated, "I will go with you."
With war raging over there, if Xiang Zhilan insisted on going, he felt it might be better for him to accompany her. After all, he had served in the military and could protect her.
"Shen Muzhi, are you crazy?" Xiang Zhilan found it hard to believe. He was born into a military family, and he should know better than she did how dangerous it was there. Besides, she was going to be a war correspondent and was protected by the military, while he had such a sensitive identity. What was he going there for? He would easily be suspected.
Besides, does she need him to accompany her? Did he even ask her what she wanted? Does he think that any man who offers to go with her will move her to tears?
When she asked Feng Jingxian by the riverbank, it was because she didn't know Feng Jingxian's true nature at that time, and she still liked him. So she was testing how far he could go for her.
Shen Muzhi and Feng Jingxian are completely different people. He wanted to go with her, but she didn't want him to come along.
"I know exactly what I'm saying." Shen Muzhi remained as aloof as ever.
"I don't need it. I don't care if you want to atone for your sins or if you're just being crazy. I'm telling you, I don't need it!" Xiang Zhilan's face turned cold. Did he think that by doing this, she would forget about that incident and forgive him? Never.
"Either I go with you, or you can forget about going." Shen Muzhi stood up, looking down at her with unyielding eyes, and said, "There is no third option. You choose."
Xiang Zhilan was amused by his tough attitude. She raised her head and sneered, "Shen Muzhi, who do you think you are to me? Why should I listen to you? I won't choose either of you. What can you do to me?"
“You know I have many ways to prevent you from going. Giving you a choice is to respect your wishes,” Shen Muzhi said calmly.
"Heh, so should I be grateful?!" Xiang Zhilan was infuriated by his self-righteous attitude. She stood up abruptly, then realized she was still shorter than Shen Muzhi and lacked the necessary imposing presence. So she kicked one foot onto the sofa and looked down at him. "Shen Muzhi, do you really think you can do whatever you want?! Let me tell you, you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shen Muzhi grabbed her leg and lifted her up in an instant.
"Shen Muzhi, what are you doing!" Xiang Zhilan pounded on his back, resisting in a panic.
Shen Muzhi carried her to the room and put her on the big bed.
Xiang Zhilan curled up and backed away, looking at him with fear and vigilance.
In such a confined space, both the bed and he were her nightmares.
"Get away from me! Don't come any closer!" Xiang Zhilan instinctively defended herself, picking up a pillow and throwing it at him!
The pillow slipped off his face. Looking at her panicked and frightened expression, he remembered what Feng Jingxian had said. His hand, which was hanging by his side, trembled and clenched into a fist.
He tried to comfort her, but it only made her more frightened. She grabbed the crystal ashtray from the bedside table and suddenly smashed it!
With a muffled thud, Shen Muzhi was struck hard in the chest!
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