Not only that, she also noticed that Shen Muzhi used to wear black clothes, even his bathrobe was black.
She once said she hated this lifeless color, and he seemed to have tried wearing white later on.
Is he really changing for her? Or is he simply getting tired of her himself, so he's changing?
Xiang Zhilan looked at Shen Muzhi with a somewhat inquisitive gaze.
Shen Muzhi lowered his head and dialed the number again. After exchanging a few words with the other end, he hung up the phone and looked at her, saying, "The property management said they are on holiday today and will have to come to handle it tomorrow morning."
Xiang Zhilan frowned, somewhat suspicious of his explanation: "Why would you be resting now that it's not a holiday? You're lying to me, aren't you?"
"Then ask her yourself." Shen Muzhi redialed the phone and handed it to her.
Xiang Zhilan took it, asked a couple of questions, and found that she indeed gave the same answer as Shen Muzhi.
She frowned, wondering what to do today. She then called her mother on her phone, only to find out that her mother and father had gone on a nearby trip.
She thought for a moment and was about to call Ni Sitian when Shen Muzhi reached out and took the phone back, saying, "Stay here tonight. You sleep in the room, and I'll sleep on the sofa. When the property management comes to work tomorrow morning, just ask them to unlock the door."
Although Xiang Zhilan didn't really want to stay here, it seemed to be the best option at the moment. Going to Sitian's place would disturb her and Xu Tingchuan's time together, and besides, it would be strange for her to be visiting someone else's house in her home clothes.
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded reluctantly, muttering under her breath that the property management of this community was unreliable and why they would give people a day off when it wasn't a holiday.
"Let's go eat watermelon," Shen Muzhi said, interrupting her train of thought, afraid she might overthink things.
Xiang Zhilan had no choice but to accept her fate. She walked past Shen Muzhi, went to the sofa, and picked up the watermelon again to eat.
Shen Muzhi lowered his head and sent a text message to Achao, which contained six words: "Get a raise next month."
Then he put away his phone, walked back to Xiang Zhilan's side with a normal expression, and didn't seem guilty at all.
He had just set a trap for Xiang Zhilan, and it actually went smoothly. It was all thanks to A-Chao's quick thinking.
"What are you so happy about?" Xiang Zhilan felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. His obviously happy demeanor was suspicious.
“Your spoon looks like mine,” Shen Muzhi said, trying to distract her.
Xiang Zhilan looked down at the spoon in her hand; it was the one Shen Muzhi had used, the one she had just been licking with her mouth…
"So what?" she said defiantly, unwilling to admit she was wrong.
But Shen Muzhi noticed that the tips of her ears were a little red, which made him even happier. He couldn't help but smile and say, "It's nothing, as long as you're happy."
"Who's happy?" Xiang Zhilan muttered, switched the spoon back, and continued eating watermelon with her head down.
Shen Muzhi stared at her profile quietly until her ears turned completely red.
Xiang Zhilan finished eating the watermelon and couldn't take it anymore. She turned around and glared at him: "Are you crazy? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Seeing that there was still watermelon juice on the corner of her mouth, Shen Muzhi took out two tissues, reached over and gently wiped her mouth with his hand. "It's dirty."
Xiang Zhilan looked down at his hand, then looked up at him again, and pushed his hand away with a bit of annoyance, "I can wipe it myself."
She grabbed a tissue and wiped her face haphazardly, not wanting to stay with him any longer. She stood up and said, "I'm going to take a nap."
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