Shen Muzhi grabbed her wrist, and Xiang Zhilan's hand paused on the belt. She looked up at him and saw that his eyes were still closed. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Don't move."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Zhilan withdrew her hand. There was nothing she could do if the person liked to sleep with a belt on.
After hanging up his coat and tie, she went back to the bed and lay down to sleep.
Her bed was naturally much smaller than Shen Muzhi's, only 1.5 meters wide. The two of them weren't cramped, but their arms touched each other when they lay flat.
Xiang Zhilan felt a little awkward. She had slept in this bed for more than ten years, and suddenly having someone else lying in this bed with her was really strange. This feeling was quite unfamiliar, making it hard for her to fall asleep.
Shen Muzhi gently took her hand in his palm, said nothing, and his breathing became more and more steady.
Xiang Zhilan turned her head to look at him. She rarely saw him go to bed earlier than her, except for that time when he had a fever during the heavy rain.
Even when he was asleep, his eyes and brows remained sharp and cold. This might be related to his rather thin features. He wasn't the kind of handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. To be precise, he had a rather gloomy appearance and temperament.
From appearance to personality, he was absolutely not her type, yet fate had strangely brought them together.
I don't know whether to call this fate or a tragic fate.
Xiang Zhilan turned her head back, closed her eyes, and after thinking about random things for a while, slowly fell asleep.
The next day, when she woke up, Shen Muzhi had already gotten up, washed up, and was having breakfast and chatting with her parents.
Around ten o'clock, Shen Muzhi was about to say goodbye and leave, but Xiang Ma wanted him to stay for lunch.
"He'll stay for lunch, then dinner, then overnight, and if this continues, he might as well become a live-in son-in-law." Xiang Zhilan complained, wanting to get rid of the guests. If they stayed any longer, her parents might all switch sides to him; there were already signs of that. It was all her fault for portraying him as such a devoted and virtuous figure.
"You silly girl." Xiang's mother patted Xiang Zhilan lightly and smiled apologetically at Shen Muzhi: "She's been spoiled rotten by me and Lao Xiang."
Shen Muzhi shook his head. "She's very good. It's all thanks to the good teaching of her uncle and aunt."
"I'll see you out." Xiang Zhilan pushed him away, closed her front door, separating him from her parents, and said with her hands on her hips, "Shen Muzhi, how come I never realized you were so good at currying favor with your elders?"
Which parent doesn't love to hear others praise them for raising their child well? Although Shen Muzhi doesn't talk much, every word he says hits the nail on the head for his parents. They originally thought he was someone who couldn't handle his elders, but now it seems he's a master at it.
"I'm telling the truth," Shen Muzhi said calmly. This was a rule he was taught in his family. Because the Shen family consisted mainly of men, they valued daughters very much and therefore treated their in-laws, who had raised them with great care and were about to marry them off, with exceptional respect.
He had seen his father show great respect and courtesy to his maternal grandfather since he was a child, so his attitude towards Xiang's parents was natural and heartfelt.
Xiang Zhilan was naturally very happy that he respected her parents so much, and smiled slightly: "Alright, let's go, didn't we have something to do?"
"Mm." Shen Muzhi nodded and turned to walk towards the elevator.
Xiang Zhilan followed closely behind him, seeing him off to the elevator.
The elevator doors opened, and Shen Muzhi was about to step inside when he paused and turned around.
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