Xiang Nanzhi ate quite a lot. Shen Shixun's cooking skills were good; the sweet and sour fish he made was much better than the ones she had eaten at restaurants.
The man was washing the dishes, while she casually lay on the sofa, took off her hair drying cap, and her wet hair immediately fell down.
When the man came out, this was the scene he saw: she was on the sofa, her head hanging upside down, looking as bizarre as could be.
Be careful not to fall.
"Are you very distressed about me?"
Her brain can't seem to think of anything even remotely useful all day long.
The man got a hairdryer, plugged it in, and let her rest her head on his lap while he slowly dried her hair.
When Zhenggang Group ran into trouble, Xiang Zhenggang also ran into trouble, and the news spread quickly.
"Dad, let's call the police. He's too arrogant."
"Since they've conspired together, let's call the police."
Wei Xia sighed, "You should say less."
Calling the police wouldn't benefit them, since what they did wasn't clean to begin with.
"Are we just going to watch them bully us like this? We only signed the contract a few days in advance, and those penalty fees are completely unreasonable."
"We can't afford to offend Master Zhou."
Xiang Zhenggang was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Every word he spoke made the pain worse. He was lying in the hospital bed, completely unable to move.
"If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have..."
It was too late for regrets. Wei Xia glanced at Xiang Zhenggang and said, "You've dragged my life down with you."
"Mom, don't say such discouraging things at a time like this."
Night had fallen when footsteps sounded outside. It was none other than Xiang Ciyuan.
He arrived carrying a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, blocking Xiang Yunduan at the doorway. "What are you doing here? Came to see us make a fool of ourselves?"
"Sister Yun, why are you so excited? Uncle, I came to see you and bring you some things."
"Take it away, take away this piece of junk."
"Tsk tsk, Sister Yun, why are you kicking people out like this? Isn't that how you treat guests?"
"Uncle, Aunt."
"Xiang Ciyuan, I'm letting you go!"
Xiang Ciyuan nodded and placed the flowers at the door. "Uncle, rest well. Good deeds are rewarded. Heaven is watching what you do. You will be alright and won't be left with any disabilities."
After everyone left, Xiang Yunduan kicked the chrysanthemum over. "Dad, Dad, what do we do now?"
"roll!"
Xiang Zhenggang lost his temper, "What should we do? How should I know what to do?"
He's lost an arm, and you're asking him what to do!
Xiang Ciyuan only thought of sending white chrysanthemums after hearing a joke from Ma Xiaorong.
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On the street, the man stopped the car and pulled Xiang Nanzhi by the hand into a handmade silver jewelry shop. The shop assistant recognized him and said, "Mr. Chen, you've arrived."
"This is my wife."
"Understood, hello Mrs. Shen, these are our styles..."
Xiang Nanzhi thought Shen Shixun was taking her out on a date today, but she didn't expect him to be giving her a gift.
"Shen Shixun, I don't like rings."
"That bracelet?"
"I don't like it either."
She tugged at Shen Shixun's arm, "What are you doing, buying a gift?"
"It's not about buying, it's about doing."
Shen Shixun hadn't had a chance to give her the bag of silver pieces his mother had given him these past few days.
These were all painstakingly collected by her mother, considered quite valuable on the grasslands. But in this ancient city, a bundle of unformed silver pieces was utterly useless, and his sudden gift to her would leave her feeling bewildered.
Shen Shixun then pondered what he could make by melting down these silver pieces and giving it to Xiang Nanzhi so that she could always keep it with her.
I asked Yang He and that's how I learned about this handmade silver workshop.
Xiang Nanzhi is picky, and since we couldn't figure out what styles she liked, we had to bring her here to choose for ourselves.
Once she makes her choice, he can make the item for her under the master's guidance.
The man was careless and didn't know what kind of surprise or not. Having learned his lesson from the last time he sent flowers, he thought that if he didn't understand, he should ask. It would always be good to find out.
"You'll do it?"
"Okay, you choose the style, and I'll make it."
"You don't need to stay here, come with me."
Xiang Nanzhi sighed. If she hadn't known about this, she would have just accepted the gift and let it go. But now that she knew, she couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore.
Shen Shixun took out a large bag of silver pieces wrapped in red cloth from his pocket. "I want to melt these down and make them into jewelry for you."
Xiang Nanzhi glanced at it, "No need, have you forgotten what I do? I don't know how to do this kind of thing..."
"My mother told me to give you this; one pack for Jira and one pack for you."
Xiang Nanzhi had no choice but to accept it.
They're all old-fashioned silver; you can tell just by looking at the color. They're not very shiny, but they have a very old white sheen, and they look quite old.
This kind of old silver is almost impossible to find in gold and silver jewelry shops in the old town now; you can only find it in the hands of old ladies in the old town.
Shen Shixun wasn't sure if she liked it or not, so he could only say, "If you don't like it..."
"like."
In that kind of place, these things are considered quite valuable.
Having not been to the studio for a long time, Zhang Man and Zhou Zilu were both startled when she suddenly returned without saying hello. "Sister Qiu, you're back!"
"I'm back."
"Zilu and I haven't finalized that design yet."
"We can talk about the customization later. I have things to do now. Please close the door for me."
Xiang Nanzhi went into the studio inside without any hesitation, and Shen Shixun followed closely behind.
His robust physique, broad shoulders and narrow waist made Zhou Zilu's breath catch in her throat. She never would have guessed that this man was actually Sister Qiu's husband.
"What's your name? Would you like a glass of water?"
Zhang Man felt a little awkward as it was her first time meeting Shen Shixun. "Would you like something to drink?"
"Mineral water is fine, thank you."
The man's voice was magnetic and powerful. Zhang Man nodded and quickly went to get some water, handing it to him.
He reached out to take the water; his hands were large, and his fingers were rough, which made me feel very safe...
Xiang Nanzhi was adjusting the machine when Shen Shixun stood at the door and looked at him. "Come in for a moment."
After the man was cured and went inside, Zhang Man closed the door for them.
Xiang Nan asked Shen Shixun to keep an eye on the machine's temperature while she went out to get something.
"You said he was handsome last time, and that he looked like your ex-boyfriend. You're so stupid! He's Sister Qiu's man..."
"I thought he was joking, but it turns out he really is Sister Qiu's man... Sigh, I was blind."
Looking at Nan Zhi's refined and aristocratic demeanor, both of them assumed she would prefer a career woman who would at least wear a suit and tie.
The result is so down-to-earth, revealing a unique masculine charm.
"How did it feel when you looked at it up close just now?"
"He is indeed very handsome, and more importantly, he makes me feel very safe. I don't like greyhounds."
"I don't like it either, greyhounds are no good..."
Xiang Nanzhi cleared his throat, "cough cough..."
Zhang Man and Zhou Zilu were startled and quickly turned around, "Sister Qiu..."
"Sister Qiu."
"What's wrong? What bad things are you saying about my husband?"
"No, it's not a bad thing."
"You can talk about me, but you can't talk about my husband."
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