"You may leave," Shen Muzhi said indifferently, his face expressionless.
"Brother Na Muzhi, take good care of yourself. I'll come see you another day." Su Yan didn't say anything more and timidly turned and left the room.
Xiang Zhilan disliked this kind of timid and cowardly behavior.
This woman dared to show up at her wedding and make provocative moves, and last night she even called out Shen Muzhi's nickname in order to get Shen Muzhi to save her first.
Now she looks like such an innocent little sister; she's truly a top-notch actress.
It's not that plastic surgery causes facial paralysis or stiffness; she looks very natural.
"Your nickname is 'Wooden Head'?" Xiang Zhilan thought it was quite fitting; hard and unyielding, it really did sound like a piece of wood.
“No, only Su Yan calls her that,” Shen Muzhi said calmly, looking up at her with a hint of anticipation.
"Is she the only one shouting that, or do you only allow her to shout it?" Xiang Zhilan had an "I understand" look on her face.
Shen Muzhi withdrew her gaze. As expected, her expectations were dashed; her reaction remained indifferent.
"While 'wood' is a fitting nickname, I still prefer 'Little Treasure' as a pet name," Xiang Zhilan said casually. "Little Treasure, Little Treasure, it's so cute to call you that. You're so gloomy, you should use a cute name to balance things out."
"Me, gloomy?" Shen Muzhi frowned, disliking the assessment at all.
"Uh," Xiang Zhilan realized she had misspoke and hurriedly corrected herself, "No, no, it's cold, no, it's hard, no, it's..."
She racked her brains but couldn't think of a single positive word to describe his personality. Finally, she gave up, slumped her shoulders, and said, "Anyway, that's not what I meant. You're great."
Shen Muzhi's face was gloomy. It turned out that in her heart, he was just these three adjectives. She was even at a loss for words to praise him.
She used to have so many good words to praise Feng Jingxian, as if no good word in the world was too much for him.
"Are you angry?" Xiang Zhilan scratched her head in annoyance. She had been too relaxed during their casual conversation and had blurted out her true feelings.
"No, if you get angry over this, you can just label me as a stingy person again," Shen Muzhi said coldly.
Xiang Zhilan was speechless. Looking at her like this, she didn't seem lifeless at all.
If she's angry, she's angry. Why pretend to be good-tempered? She knows exactly what kind of temper he has.
"How could that be? You're such a generous person, what does that have to do with being stingy?" Xiang Zhilan thought to herself, but she still spoke sweetly, after all, she had to take care of the injured person's feelings.
Shen Muzhi did not accept her deliberate flattery, and snorted coldly as he turned his head away.
"This meat bun is delicious! There are still two left, but I can't finish them all. Could you help me eat one?" Xiang Zhilan found him awkward. She had directly tried to persuade him to eat it earlier, but he ignored her. Now that she was asking him to eat it, she figured he should at least give her some face.
"If you can't finish it, throw it away..." Before Shen Muzhi could finish speaking, his mouth was stuffed with a steamed bun by Xiang Zhilan.
"It's such a waste to throw it away, eat it, eat it," Xiang Zhilan said with a slightly ingratiating smile.
Shen Muzhi took a bite with a cold expression.
"It's delicious, isn't it?" Seeing that he had swallowed it, Xiang Zhilan pressed her advantage: "This shumai is also good, you should have two too."
Since Shen Muzhi did not express his opinion, Xiang Zhilan took it as him not objecting. She then supported herself with her hands, bent down and passed through him to press up his bed so that it would be easier to eat.
Little did she know, with this movement, her chest was pressing against his abdomen.
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