Xiang Jingyi remained silent, looked at Xiang Zhengyi, and suspected that he was getting senile. "Which eye of yours saw that Shen Shixun was someone who obeyed you? He's just a savage."
Even wild men eventually settle down.
Xiang Zhengyi also had a headache over this kind of person for a while, but after Xiang Nanzhi became pregnant, he found Shen Shixun and gradually came to understand the man's character.
He came to the ancient city to work, with nothing, no car, no house. Logically speaking, he should feel inferior and lack confidence when he sees him.
But he walked straight toward him, showing remarkable composure despite having been beaten countless times before and not being afraid of being beaten again.
"Mr. Xiang, you wanted to see me?"
Xiang Zhengyi glanced at him a few more times, "My daughter is pregnant."
Shen Shixun was taken aback for a moment, but his eyes quickly hardened as he looked directly at him. "What does President Xiang need me to do?"
His imposing manner at the time gave him a kind of illusion of justice; even if Shen Shixun stabbed himself, he would not hesitate to stab himself in the back.
He was drugged and persecuted that night; it was not his intention.
"Do you think you can just do whatever I ask?"
He looked Xiang Zhengyi up and down, his face stern. "I want you to marry my daughter, I want you to become my son-in-law."
"I can marry him."
What will you offer to marry her?
"I have hands and feet, I can..."
Xiang Zhengyi found it ridiculous and asked him, "Do you know who I am?"
His daughter, with hands and feet, can be fed enough to survive?
“I know you are President Xiang, the richest man in the ancient city.”
"You have what you can give, and I have what I can give."
"What can you give me?" Xiang Zhengyi said sarcastically. "You have nothing."
"I can give her my all."
After saying that, he added, "But I will not marry into a family or live off a woman."
He really has backbone, but Xiang Zhengyi didn't care about his worthless backbone. "Then let's get married first. Zhizhi's child is a Xiang family child, and it must be legitimate and not of dubious origin."
He wants to keep his beloved daughter by his side for the rest of his life, so it's only a matter of time before Shen Shixun marries into the family.
Shen Shixun agreed to marry Xiang Jia, but he never ate a single grain of rice or drank a drop of water from Xiang Jia's home.
Aside from admitting that Xiang Nan knew he was the one who did it and that he was the one who had the child, he completely distanced himself from the entire Xiang family.
Xiang Zhengyi didn't forcefully force him to lock him up because he knew very well what was going on.
He has no shortage of talented people around him, but character is more important than ability; such people are hard to come by.
Only a person with good character can be good to his daughter, and only then can his daughter be happy for a lifetime.
Instead of being captivated by Song Ze's charms, enjoying a few years of happiness, and then being tormented until they are neither human nor ghost.
Some results are visible to the naked eye; justice loves to look at the long-term implications through the present situation.
Xiang Jingyi was extremely troubled. "I still don't understand. Even if you're not satisfied with Song Ze, you don't need to let Zhizhi marry a man like that."
She can choose any good man in the entire ancient city.
"I can't let Zhizhi hate me, and I can't let Song Ze be too comfortable."
As Xiang Jingyi was about to go upstairs, Xiang Zhengyi cleared his throat and said, "Let her stay in Saigon for a while, and don't interfere."
Xiang Jing turned around, his deep pupils like chaotic vortexes, "Dad...do you know who the murderer is when Zhizhi got into trouble?"
“Jingyi, one must be able to remain calm and composed; only by remaining calm and composed can one accomplish great things.”
When Song Ze came out of the shower, Jiang Yao was still lost in thought. He gently hugged her from behind and said, "Yao Yao, don't think about it."
Jiang Yao looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "I was just thinking, why is it so difficult for two people who love each other to be together? There are just too many things to consider."
Song Ze said he wouldn't compromise and wanted to get married to her as soon as possible, but deep down he was also somewhat wary of Xiang Zhengyi.
If he insists on getting married, and Xiang Nanzhi is unhappy, then Xiang Zhengyi will also be unhappy. If the Xiang family secretly sabotages him, the Song family will be in big trouble.
The Song family is no match for the Xiang family now.
"Wait for me, I will give you a proper status."
"I believe you. Don't feel guilty. I'm willing to wait, no matter how long it takes."
There was no other way but to wait. The Song family was afraid of being implicated, and so was the Jiang family. Just now, when Song Ze was taking a shower, Jiang's father called her, telling her not to do anything that would offend the Xiang family for the sake of a moment's pleasure.
Caught between two sides, it's a difficult situation.
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Xiang Nanzhi remembers going to bed very late last night, but when she opened her eyes, it was still dark.
It gets dark early in Saigon, around 6 p.m. The herders don't have much to do, so after eating, they walk a few steps and go to bed, and the lights in each tent quickly go out.
It was quiet all around, and it looked like it was very late, but it was actually still very early.
She goes to bed early, so she naturally wakes up early as well.
Shen Shixun and his mother went to herd sheep. The sheep bleated and headed in another direction on the grassland.
Because of her physical limitations, Ms. Shen relied on a cane and found every step difficult.
"Mom, you should rest. You can't overwork yourself."
Shen Jila helped Shen's mother sit down to the side, and together with Shen Shixun, they drove the sheep to a pasture to graze.
Xiang Nanzhi rubbed her eyes and saw that everyone was outside, far away, so she couldn't fall asleep either.
In a place like Saigon, you feel safer when there are many people around; you wouldn't dare to sleep soundly alone.
Just as she stepped out of the tent, a large horse stopped outside. The man who had saved her that day jumped off the horse, carrying a bag in his hand. "Where's Sehun?"
Are you looking for Shen Shixun?
Rooney knew she couldn't understand Gong language, so he didn't say much to her and tossed her a bag, saying, "For Sehun."
Xiang Nan knew how to pronounce Shen Shixun's name in Gong language, and she nodded, "Thank you."
Rooney's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, followed by several other men who looked at Xiang Nanzhi and spoke a few words to her in Gong language.
Of course, she couldn't understand, but she just smiled slightly at them.
"She looks like a snow lotus, so white and beautiful."
"Shixun is so lucky. If I had known, I would have gone to the city too. Maybe I could have found a Han woman to marry."
"Save your breath. What if a Han Chinese wife doesn't adapt to our lifestyle and runs away?"
"Then marry her and cherish her. If you cherish her, she won't run away."
The men laughed and rode away, their horses galloping across the grassland, leaving only a fleeting shadow.
The mastiff looked at Xiang Nanzhi with sharp eyes, but showed no intention of attacking her. Xiang Nanzhi put down her things and patted the mastiff's head. "Do you know which way Shen Shixun went?"
The mastiff seemed to understand what she was saying and let out two soft whimpers.
Xiang Nanzhi recalled what Shen Shixun had said: the mastiffs on the grasslands are very intelligent and have a strong sense of spirit; the herders always rely on their mastiffs to find lost cattle and sheep.
Moreover, these mastiffs are very obedient and sensible; they don't eat the family's cattle and sheep unless the owner feeds them personally.
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