Xiang Nanzhi is beautiful and keeps calling the other party "boss," which makes them very happy.
She knew what kind of people these slightly wealthy bosses were; if she was humble and offered a little flattery, the money would naturally come to her.
Fearing the woman next to him might be unhappy, Xiang Nanzhi also took care of her and introduced her to some products. Although she didn't buy anything, she didn't seem to be deliberately trying to please the man, so she didn't make the woman feel disgusted with her.
With Zhang Man and Zhou Zilu's help, Xiang Nanzhi had a lot more free time. She didn't have to rush to draw and design anymore, as the two of them could take her place.
She sat in the shop, sketching absentmindedly, and took out her phone to call Xiang Jingyi, wanting to call a private jet to pick him up from Latu.
It's been several days already, it's time to come back.
Xiang Nanzhi called Shen Shixun, and the call connected immediately. "Shen Shixun..."
"Um."
The man responded, and she laughed, "You found a place with a signal?"
New signal sources on the grasslands are unpredictable. Sometimes you can receive a call at home, and sometimes you have to run around looking here and there to find a signal.
If you can't find a signal, your phone is basically just a piece of scrap metal.
"without."
When are you coming back?
When do you want me to come back?
“Gira is already married. You’ve been here for about a week, haven’t you?”
"Um."
"Can you come back tomorrow? You can go to Latour tomorrow, and I'll fly to pick you up."
"Need not."
“Shen Shixun…”
"I have something to do, I have to go now."
He was already in the ancient city; there was no need for her to come and pick him up.
Shen Shixun's place was also flooded. It was a basement, but it was located in a low-lying area, so it was prone to flooding when it rained heavily.
Xiang Nanzhi asked him why he didn't rent a place in the city center, but he felt that this place was fine and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
He was used to living here and felt very comfortable, but Xiang Nanzhi was not used to it. She disliked the cramped and remote place and didn't like going to the public bathhouse.
She was always scared when she took a bath, and would keep calling his name in the bath, wanting him to answer.
After cleaning the house, Shen Shixun made a bold decision: to rent a place in the city center.
As Xiang Ciyuan said, he couldn't provide Xiang Nanzhi with a very good environment, but it had to be passable, so that even the Xiang family's maids wouldn't have a place to stay.
The house was cleaned, but the floor was still damp. Anyone with rheumatism would definitely experience back pain if they slept here for a night.
Xiang Nanzhi got off work early. After returning home and tidying up, he had nothing to do, so he bent down and folded Song Ze's coat.
The door behind her suddenly opened, and Xiang Nanzhi said with slight displeasure, "Xiaorong, remember to knock next time you come in. You're becoming more and more..."
Turning around, Xiang Nanzhi stood there blankly for several seconds before grabbing her coat from the bed haphazardly.
It was clearly a men's style. Shen Shixun had been expressionless since he came in, and now he looked even more gloomy.
"How could you..."
When did he come back? How come she didn't even know...?
Seeing her expression, the man finally smiled and took the coat from her hand. Xiang Nanzhi was momentarily stunned. "It's my brother. He lent it to me when he came last time."
"I wanted to fold it and return it to him."
Xiang Nan, fearing he might notice something amiss, immediately put her coat into a dust bag, then put it in another bag, and threw her umbrella in as well.
"Have you taken a shower? Do you want to take a shower?"
She smelled the travel-worn scent on the man, a scent that seemed familiar yet incredibly comforting. She stood on tiptoe and put her hands on his shoulders. Shen Shixun looked down at her and said, "Then I'll go take a shower."
The moment he left, the smile on the man's face vanished instantly.
He saw it; the umbrella handle was printed with a gold letter: "Song".
Xiang Nanzhi's legs went weak, and she breathed a sigh of relief, immediately placing the bag in the cabinet.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she blushed slightly.
She blushes naturally when she lies; her face probably wasn't this red just now.
Xiang Nanzhi sat down, took a deep breath in front of the mirror, tidied her hair, and quickly took out the gift she had prepared for him from her bag.
She spent several days preparing it, just waiting to deliver it to him.
When the man came out, he was wearing a white shirt. It was made from cotton from a high-quality manufacturer that Xiang Nanzhi had found, which specializes in using cotton from northern Xinjiang to make home furnishing products. That manufacturer only uses cotton from northern Xinjiang, and it's a very natural cotton material. The man has dark skin, and the white cotton shirt was loosely draped over his body.
He raised his hand to wipe his wet hair, revealing the beautifully defined muscles in his arms.
Xiang Nanzhi sat on the bed, covered with a blanket, and said, "Shen Shixun, come here."
Her hair was naturally loose, making her look like a princess sitting on a velvet bed, gentle and serene.
She loved to dress up, but Shen Shixun felt that no matter how she dressed up, she would never look as good as she did now. She was naturally beautiful, but like most people in the city, she had fallen in love with artificially enhanced beauty.
Xiang Nanzhi's white cotton pajamas were made of a lighter and smoother material than his, with some mulberry silk added to create a very soft texture, and a thin layer of lace added.
Before he could pay much attention to her, Shen Shixun was still thinking about what had happened in the past few days. He wondered if Xiang Nanzhi hadn't gone with him because she really didn't want to, or because she was too busy with work at the studio, or if these were just excuses.
She was originally a pampered young lady who didn't need to work hard, so why did she suddenly change her personality? It's probably because she had ulterior motives and was using work as an excuse to keep her thoughts on Song Ze.
She liked that man, she liked him from the very beginning, so she hated him with a vengeance.
Whenever he thinks about these things, he unconsciously touches his arm, where there is a cigarette burn mark from her. It has long since healed, and you can't feel the mark when you touch it, but the new skin that has grown there is different from other places, and he can see it when he looks closely.
She should have hated Song Ze as much as she loved him back then, hating him for changing her entire life.
Xiang Nanzhi held the man's large hand, "Let me let you guess."
"What?"
"I want to give you a gift, can you guess what it is?"
"Xiang Nanzhi, I don't like these things, and you don't need to force yourself to..."
"Shhh."
The woman's fingers were thin and small, covering the man's lips. He wanted to grab them and kiss them, but his Adam's apple bobbed, and he ultimately suppressed the thought.
Many of his ideas were very bold. Although Xiang Nanzhi was a city dweller, he was not open-minded in that area and was very conservative.
He was a man from the grasslands, naturally unruly, and had seen too much in bed; he knew how to make himself and his woman satisfied.
She can't do it; she can't accept it.
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