Xiang Zhilan saw the middle-aged man walking straight toward them.
As he approached, Xiang Zhilan realized who he was, because he looked so much like Shen Muzhi, except that he was a little older, with the same eyebrows, the same nose, and the same lips.
Aside from Shen Muzhi's father, there's no need to think about anything else.
Xiang Zhilan suddenly felt a little nervous. Meeting the parents for the first time was a bit too sudden, and Shen Guoliang looked very dignified and serious, so she couldn't help but straighten her body, like a soldier waiting to be inspected.
Shen Muzhi glanced at Xiang Zhilan, took her hand, and tried to comfort her so she wouldn't be so nervous.
Before he could even speak, a punch came flying towards him. He turned his head to dodge it, but a second punch came right away. He quickly dodged, holding onto Xiang Zhilan tightly with one hand while using the other to defend and block, and also to counterattack.
They fought very quickly. Xiang Zhilan felt a lot of pain just from hearing the sounds of hand-to-hand combat. She kept tilting her head back, hoping that she wouldn't be hit. But Shen Guoliang suddenly turned around and punched her straight at her. The movement was too fast, and she had no way to dodge. She was so frightened that she closed her eyes!
0.01 seconds later, the fist did not fall as expected. Instead, she was held tightly in someone's arms and heard the sound of a fist hitting bone, followed by a muffled groan.
She looked up and saw Shen Muzhi holding her in his arms, using his back to shield her from the punch.
The punch was clearly not light; his brow furrowed slightly.
"Are you alright?" Xiang Zhilan asked anxiously.
Shen Muzhi shook his head, released her from his arms, and turned to look at Shen Guoliang, who had withdrawn his fist.
"His skills haven't improved, but he still knows how to protect his wife." Shen Guoliang glanced at them indifferently and walked into the house.
Xiang Zhilan was completely confused. His punch just now wasn't a test of her reaction speed, but a test of whether Shen Muzhi could protect her.
"Let's go in." Shen Muzhi took her hand and led her inside.
Shen Guoliang was already sitting on the sofa in the living room with perfect posture, his back straight, a very standard military posture, dignified and imposing.
After Xiang Zhilan and Shen Muzhi went inside, they felt his gaze on her.
Although she was a little nervous, she was no longer as tense as at the beginning. She looked back at him and greeted him generously, "Hello, Commander."
“You’re not one of my soldiers,” Shen Guoliang said with a stern face.
Xiang Zhilan looked somewhat lost. Judging from her expression, was she disliked?
"You and Mu Zhi got your marriage certificate?" Shen Guoliang asked.
Xiang Zhilan then realized what mistake she had made and immediately corrected herself, "Yes, Dad."
Shen Guoliang relaxed a little, his tense expression softening, and pointed to the sofa next to him. "Sit."
Xiang Zhilan sat down, and Shen Guoliang looked at Xiang Zhilan's eyebrows and eyes, his brows furrowing slightly again.
Xiang Zhilan didn't know what she had done wrong, so she straightened her back.
"Was Mu Zhi tricked into going to Syria by you?" Shen Guoliang asked.
Xiang Zhilan's hands, which were resting on her knees, tightened involuntarily. Shen Guoliang knew that Shen Muzhi had been in danger because of her, so it seemed that she really was someone who would be disliked. She pursed her lips and said, "Yes."
A subtle, enigmatic glint appeared in Shen Guoliang's eyes. Suddenly, a smile played on his lips as he said, "Well done."
Xiang Zhilan was dumbfounded, only to hear Shen Guoliang say again: "He should go to the real battlefield to see and temper his mind. You did a good job."
Was she... praised?
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