The ashtray fell to the ground with a thud. Xiang Zhilan snapped out of her daze, curled up, gripped the bed sheet tightly, and huddled in the corner by the head of the bed.
With his terrible temper, even if he temporarily indulges her out of guilt, he wouldn't allow her to misbehave like this again and again, would he? Last time, he slapped her because she damaged his book. If he were really angry...
Xiang Zhilan shrank back in fear, defensively covering her head.
Shen Muzhi felt a dull pain in his chest. Seeing her like a frightened little bird, he didn't take another step closer.
His gaze darkened slightly, and he said in a cool, low voice, "You should rest."
After saying that, he turned and walked outside.
Xiang Zhilan heard him leave, slowly let go of his hand, looked up, and saw that he had really left.
Are you just going to let her go so easily?
After a long time, she still didn't hear any movement from him, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Muzhi returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, and called Butler Chen to give him some instructions.
Upon hearing Shen Muzhi's instructions, Butler Chen hurriedly advised, "Sir, you..."
"Go do it, that's an order." Shen Muzhi interrupted him before he could finish speaking.
"Yes." Although Steward Chen was worried, he dared not disobey Shen Muzhi.
After hanging up the phone, he did as Shen Muzhi instructed, and at the same time called Xu Tingchuan, hoping that someone could persuade Shen Muzhi.
After hearing what Butler Chen said, Xu Tingchuan's voice deepened slightly: "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Xu Tingchuan stood by the window in a daze for a long time.
He never expected that Shen Muzhi could go to such lengths for Xiang Zhilan. He had thought that Shen Muzhi would never be able to get over Su Yan's pain in his life, but now it seemed that Xiang Zhilan might be a new opportunity that could allow Shen Muzhi to truly let go.
However, given Xiang Zhilan's deep-seated resentment towards Shen Muzhi, things may not be easy to handle.
Should he talk to Xiang Zhilan about what happened that day?
Xu Tingchuan lowered his gaze, thought for a moment, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Ni Sitian was scrolling through news about Syria on her iPad, her brows furrowing more and more as she scrolled.
She did nothing all night but look at these things.
Xu Tingchuan walked over and snatched the iPad from Ni Sitian's hand. "Stop looking at it. She must have consulted more information than you did before making this decision."
"I really can't understand why she made such a stupid decision so suddenly." Ni Sitian still can't accept it. She hopes it's just Zhi Lan's belated April Fool's joke.
"It's okay, everything will be alright." Xu Tingchuan didn't know how to tell Ni Sitian the truth, so he gently hugged her to comfort her.
It was almost midnight before I finally managed to coax her to sleep.
After she fell asleep, Xu Tingchuan picked up her phone, and just like with the iPad last time, entered the wedding date and unlocked it immediately.
He found Xiang Zhilan's contact information inside, wrote down the number, and then put her phone back.
Meanwhile, in the presidential suite of the Regent Hotel, Xiang Zhilan, after being on guard for a long time, could not resist the drowsiness and slowly closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
She slept until the next morning. When she opened her eyes, she was still groggy and stared blankly for a while before she came to her senses.
She sat up abruptly, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and walked into the living room. She was stunned to see Shen Muzhi's tall figure hunched over on the sofa, which was less than 1.5 meters wide. Why would he have to put himself through such hardship?
Xiang Zhilan pursed her lips, looked away, picked up the new clothes prepared on the clothes rack, and went into the bathroom to wash up.
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