Xiang Nanzhi ignored his explanation and drove off to chase after Shen Shixun.
Song Ze couldn't hold her back at all, but it was the first time in his life that he felt wronged by a woman.
He admitted that he deliberately created opportunities to meet her again and still fantasized about their relationship, hoping to return to the past when he was the one in charge of Nan Zhi.
But he absolutely did not recruit Shen Shixun. Before that, he had not truly regarded Shen Shixun as an opponent.
Only when the two are evenly matched can they be compared; this man is not worthy of being compared to him.
But the words Xiang Nanzhi said in a fit of anger really hurt his pride as a man.
Her feelings for Shen Shixun went far beyond mere novelty.
Inside the car, Xiang Nanzhi assumed Shen Shixun hadn't answered her call, so she didn't call back. He could be quite arrogant at times; if he didn't answer, he simply wouldn't, no matter how many times she called.
He had just returned from the grasslands and hadn't even had a proper conversation with her when he caught her meeting Song Ze for coffee. He was utterly speechless.
Xiang Nanzhi drove to the house where he used to stay. As the car drove into the town, Xiang Nanzhi stood outside and knocked on the door, "Shen Shixun..."
It's almost laughable that, despite being husband and wife, she never received a key to his house. He had promised her a key many times to make it easier for her to get in, but she never seemed to take it to heart.
"Shen Shixun, open the door, let me explain. I don't know why, but these kinds of things always happen to you."
"Shen Shixun, let me explain!"
Xiang Nanzhi's knocking didn't get anyone to open the door, and she was so angry she almost wanted to kick it down.
She kicked it, hurting her own foot, and the noise startled the neighbors next door.
Xiaoyu peeked out from next door, "Auntie..."
"It's you."
Xiaoyu's mother also came out of the house carrying the child. "It's been so long since I've seen you. Haven't you been living here all this time?"
Xiang Nanzhi wasn't in the mood for idle chatter. "Shen Shixun, open the door, Shen Shixun..."
"It seems like this family moved some things out."
When did this happen?
"It hasn't been long, I haven't seen him move out, but the landlord came today and brought people to see the apartment."
These houses are cheap, so there's no shortage of people living in them; for the landlord, an empty house for even a day is a loss.
"Are you sure? Are you sure this is the place?"
"Of course, how could I be wrong? It was right there; I saw it while washing the vegetables."
Xiang Nanzhi felt a mix of emotions. It hadn't been that long, yet he kept changing his residence without letting her know each time.
He's carefree and used to being easygoing, so he doesn't care about other people's feelings at all.
He clearly promised to tell her everything in the future, but he still treats her like an unimportant person, and didn't even tell her about moving.
As Xiang Nanzhi left the house, many factory workers who worked two shifts returned home and stared at Xiang Nanzhi's car parked outside. Xiang Nanzhi's vision blurred, and she held back her tears.
She was wrong, but wasn't Shen Shixun right too? Thinking of this, she stepped on the gas and drove off quickly.
A cloud of mud and dust billowed up, the men frowned, and coughed uncontrollably. Watching the car drive away, one man turned back and cursed, "So what if you have money?"
"This kind of woman, you either sleep with her rich man or you sleep with her mother's rich man."
Shen Shixun returned to his apartment, took a shower, and subconsciously checked his phone, but did not receive another call from Xiang Nanzhi.
She didn't call again.
The sentence he heard on the phone, where she yelled at Song Ze, saying that even if every man in the world died, he wouldn't look at him, was cryptic and he had no idea what had happened before that.
The man didn't sleep well all night, constantly glancing at his phone. He had never realized he was so dependent on his phone.
The next morning, the man went to the kitchen, cooked a bowl of noodles, ate his fill, and left the apartment for the project site.
After a busy morning, around noon, Xiang Ciyuan arranged for him to go to the commercial building to pick up the contract from the contractor. The man drove there, just as the white-collar workers were getting off work.
Holding documents and coffee, they descend from the sophisticated commercial building, chatting and laughing, completely at ease.
Some colleagues were chatting together, while others were men and women standing together. Shen Shixun found the company of the second party and obtained the contract.
The other party repeatedly confirmed, "Did General Manager Xiang send you?"
"right."
The contract was handed to him, and Shen Shixun came out of the building.
"Didn't we agree to get married?"
"You have nothing, how can we get married?"
A man and a woman started arguing. "Then what are we after being together for two years?"
"It's just a matter of mutual benefit. What will you bring to the wedding? Do you own a house in the old city? Do you have a dowry of 200,000 yuan?"
"Does not owning a house mean you can't get married?"
"Who would marry you if you don't own a house? Okay, let's stop arguing. Let's just treat this as a game. We're adults, don't take it too seriously." The woman was wearing a suit, her hair piled high.
"Qianqian..."
"How old are you? How come you don't understand? I would never marry a man whose family background is worse than mine."
"Then why did you get together with me back then?"
"I already said it was just for fun..."
Shen Shixun bypassed the arguing couple, overheard the gist of the conversation, then got into the car and placed the contract in the passenger seat.
He almost couldn't resist going to find Xiang Nanzhi.
Craftspeople will never starve. With Zhou Erye supplying her with good quality goods at low prices, with the talents of Zhang Man and Zhou Zilu, and with the website's promotional page for handcrafted jewelry designs.
Even while I'm sleeping, I can still make several sales. There are also quite a few customers coming to the store from the antique market.
Zhang Man and Zhou Zilu were all smiles as they thought about the commission they could earn after receiving several custom orders that morning.
Xiang Nanzhi calmed down and, after arriving early in the morning, threw a large bouquet of roses into the trash can, mopped the spot repeatedly, and sprayed air freshener on it.
After finishing my work, I sat down and drew all morning, and all I managed to finish was a bracelet with an ice crack pattern...
"Sister Qiu..."
"Sister Qiu..."
Xiang Nanzhi hadn't fully gotten used to the name Xiang Ruiqiu yet, so Zhou Zilu patted her and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Qiu?"
What did you just say?
"I just asked you what you wanted to eat for lunch so we could start ordering."
"Let's just order something at a restaurant outside."
The two nodded. "Is there anything you need to avoid eating?"
"No, I'm pregnant. I just need to avoid eating cold foods."
"You're pregnant?"
Zhang Man and Zhou Zilu were both stunned. Xiang Nanzhi nodded, "Yes, can't you tell?"
"Sister Qiu, you really can't tell you're pregnant at all. How many months along are you?"
Most girls have a little tummy, even the thinnest ones, so having a little tummy won't arouse suspicion.
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