Because the swelling from the slap hadn't subsided, Ni Sitian didn't visit Xiang Zhilan at the Tongxin Welfare Home last week.
Yesterday, I learned from Xu Tingchuan that Shen Muzhi had returned, and I was a little worried that he might cause trouble for Zhi Lan because of the Syrian matter, so I decided to go and see her today.
Before leaving, Ni Sitian called Xiang Zhilan, only to find that she had already returned to the city.
"Sitian, I have something to tell you. Let's meet this afternoon." Xiang Zhilan felt that since she was already married to Shen Muzhi, she naturally wanted to tell her best friend.
They met at their usual spot. Ni Sitian arrived a little early and chose a prominent seat by the window.
As soon as Xiang Zhilan arrived by car, she saw Ni Sitian. She got out of the car and walked towards the coffee shop.
"You've lost weight again." Ni Sitian noticed that Zhi Lan's chin looked even sharper than last week and was a little worried.
"The weather is getting hotter, and my appetite has decreased." Although Xiang Zhilan planned to tell Ni Sitian about her marriage, she still wanted to postpone the pregnancy, otherwise she was afraid of shocking her too much. She smiled and said, "But you're getting rounder and rounder. It seems your Mr. Xu is taking good care of you."
As she spoke, she reached out and pinched Ni Sitian's cheek.
Ni Sitian held her face in her hands, genuinely troubled. Her oval face was almost turning into a chubby one, all because Xu Tingchuan often took her out to eat delicious food and occasionally cooked for her himself, making her rounder and rounder.
"Shen Muzhi came back to find you?" Ni Sitian asked for a moment, then got back to the point.
"Yes." Xiang Zhilan smiled faintly.
"Did he make things difficult for you?" Ni Sitian looked at her and didn't seem to have been made things difficult for her.
Xiang Zhilan shook her head, took out the maroon notebook from her bag, and pushed it in front of Ni Sitian.
Ni Sitian looked down at it, stunned for a long time. This maroon hardcover book had three large gold-embossed characters printed on it. She had one too, and it was very familiar to her—a marriage certificate.
"Shen Muzhi and I got our marriage certificate at noon today," Xiang Zhilan said directly.
Ni Sitian felt like she was hallucinating. She looked at Xiang Zhilan in disbelief, then looked down at the marriage certificate. She picked it up and flipped through it. The first thing she saw was a photo of Shen Muzhi and Xiang Zhilan, with a steel stamp underneath and the date being freshly issued today.
She looked up at Zhi Lan, her face filled with unconcealed astonishment: "What's going on?"
It was all so sudden, without any warning, especially since Shen Muzhi had only returned yesterday.
"It's just like what you see." Xiang Zhilan picked up her water glass, took a sip, and smiled faintly. "You know he went to Syria because of me, got seriously injured, and rushed back. I felt I probably wouldn't find another man who could treat me like that, so I married him."
“It’s really touching that he’s gone to such lengths for you, but there’s no need to get married so suddenly, is there?” Ni Sitian found it a bit hard to understand.
"It wasn't exactly sudden. He asked me before, but I didn't agree. This time, he's finally come to his senses."
"Uh, Zhilan, did you really marry him willingly? It's not because you feel guilty, is it? Was he seriously injured in Syria?" Ni Sitian keenly sensed that something was wrong.
"Do you think I'd be stupid enough to marry someone out of guilt?" Xiang Zhilan raised an eyebrow and asked Ni Sitian, then smiled and said, "Think about it, Shen Muzhi is actually quite perfect. He's handsome, rich, and from a prestigious family. He's the perfect eligible bachelor. I'm not losing out."
Ni Sitian agreed with this, but...
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