Xiang Zhilan also cooked chives and eggs today. Seeing that Shen Muzhi ate every dish except this one, she couldn't help but wonder to herself, "Does he know that she cooked it?"
When Xiang Ma saw that Shen Muzhi had served food to Xiang Zhilan, but she had never returned the favor, she nudged her with her foot and gave her a meaningful look.
Xiang Zhilan received a look from her mother, picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with chives and put it in his bowl, forcing a smile: "I cooked this, eat more, it's good for your health."
Dad choked on his soup, looked up at his daughter, and wondered what this silly girl meant by telling a man that eating chives was good for his health.
Xiang's mother was also speechless and silently lowered her head to eat.
Xiang Zhilan was clearly not as naive as they thought; she deliberately said that to Shen Muzhi to see if he would eat it.
Shen Muzhi looked up and met Xiang Zhilan's expectant gaze. Without much hesitation, he picked up his chopsticks and ate the stir-fried eggs with chives.
I swallowed it after only a few chews, then picked up a mouthful of rice to suppress the nausea.
His movements were as elegant as ever, and he appeared calm and composed, without letting anyone at the table notice that he couldn't eat chives.
During lunch, Xiang Zhilan served him a lot of chives, which he accepted without hesitation.
After lunch, Xiang's mother was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, while Xiang's father and Shen Muzhi were playing chess in the living room, asking him about his family background, job position, and so on.
When Xiang's father heard Shen Muzhi's answer that his father was a soldier and his mother was a full-time housewife, he was quite satisfied. Children from military families should be well-mannered. As for his career, although doing business is not necessarily stable, it's good that the young man has such a hardworking spirit.
Looking at the game of chess, he didn't flatter or defer to Feng Jingxian like he would, but instead played the game very seriously. Such a temperament can be described as straightforward.
Overall, Xiang's father was quite satisfied with Shen Muzhi.
Around 2 p.m., considering that the two elders had just returned by plane and needed to rest, Shen Muzhi got up to say goodbye.
Xiang's mother asked Xiang Zhilan to see him off, so Xiang Zhilan saw Shen Muzhi off at the door.
I escorted him to the elevator and waited with him while he waited for the elevator. Then I said, "You're the one who had the cleaning done, right? You also bought a whole refrigerator full of fruits and vegetables."
“I want them to come back and have an easier time, so they don’t have to worry about these things anymore,” Shen Muzhi said calmly.
Although Xiang Zhilan was quite upset that he had managed to get someone into her house without her noticing, she decided to let it go for the time being since he meant well this time.
"I'm going to stay home for a while and find an opportunity to tell them about our marriage. And you absolutely mustn't give anything away. I told my mom that you were the one who pursued me, and I portrayed you as incredibly admirable. You better keep that image straight," Xiang Zhilan instructed, emphasizing again, "Most importantly, don't let anything about the baby slip!"
"How long are you going to stay here?" Shen Muzhi frowned slightly, not expecting that picking up his parents-in-law would also lead to losing his wife.
"Of course I'll stay until the wedding," Xiang Zhilan said, then suddenly remembered, "You didn't leave half of my room empty, did you?"
"No," Shen Muzhi replied, but he wasn't too happy that she was going to stay for so long, and said domineeringly, "Three days at most."
"What do you expect me to say in three days!" Xiang Zhilan glared at him, bargaining, "Half a month. I'll make an excuse to go back to your place after half a month."
“Three days,” Shen Muzhi insisted.
Xiang Zhilan glared at him, angrily saying, "You can't sleep without me!"
"Okay." Shen Muzhi responded. At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and he stepped inside. Before the doors closed, he said, "I'll come pick you up in three days."
Xiang Zhilan was stunned by his "hmm" just now. The elevator doors closed before she even had a chance to object.
"What is it?" After realizing what she meant, her cheeks flushed slightly. She lowered her head shyly, lightly kicked the ground with her toes, and turned to go back home.
Her steps quickened involuntarily, but she thought, "You want her back after only three days? Hmph, dream on!"
She can stay as long as she wants; she doesn't care about him. It's not her who can't sleep.
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