Xiang Nanzhi was taken aback and immediately slapped him hard across the face.
The man sneered, then sat down on the carpet.
Xiang Nan woke up from her dream, suddenly stood up, and looked down at him.
"Shen Shixun, you're a dog, a beast! You deserve to live in that kind of beastly place until you die!"
"Go back to where you belong. You think you're something special just because I've been nice to you for a few days?"
Tears welled up immediately, and Xiang Nanzhi rubbed her eyes...
"You don't deserve anyone's love. You deserve your mother to go crazy, you deserve to have never had a father, you deserve... Go to hell!"
Xiang Nanzhi was trembling with anger. He casually took off the silver ring and threw it on the ground with a crisp sound.
"What a piece of junk, I don't want it."
The man sat on the ground, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Despite being a strong and upright man, his gaze was as pitiful as that of a child.
He deserved it all.
"Since you want a divorce, fine, there's no need to wait until the child is born. I'm afraid the child will feel disgusted to see a father like you... Let's get a divorce now."
After Xiang Nanzhi finished speaking, he grabbed the wolf fang necklace from the table and left without looking back.
He opened the door, leaned against it, and fell straight into the room.
Xiang Nanzhi's eyes were cold, one hand supporting her stomach, her head held high and chest out.
Jiang Yao was almost caught off guard by this situation, "Nan Zhi..."
"Let's go, bad luck."
The door was very soundproof; no matter what was said inside, no one outside could hear it. Jiang Yao had just exchanged a few words with Yang He, and then she had been listening for any sounds. Yang He was also listening, but he couldn't hear anything.
After seeing that Xiang Nanzhi had left, Yang He said, "The woman outside just now said that the child in Miss Xiang's belly is yours."
"Um."
"Are you a married couple?"
"Um."
When did this happen?
Yang He probably never dreamed that from the first time he met Xiang Nanzhi at the construction site, the two were already husband and wife!
Shen Shixun remained silent, while Yang He's expression became even more complex. "Well, say something!"
What did I say?
"What's going on between you two? When did you become husband and wife?"
"We've always been husband and wife."
He didn't remember what Xiang Nanzhi looked like when they first met; he only knew she was a woman wearing a white dress. He only saw her face in person at the hospital later.
I never expected her to be so good-looking...
Shen Shixun bent down and picked up the ring on the ground. He then looked at the one in his hand, took it off, and clutched it tightly. His ring was a little bigger, and Xiang Nanzhi had engraved a string of words on the inside: Zhizhi's husband.
He wrapped the ring in paper and put it back in the house. Yang He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
He could sense that Shen Shixun was very depressed.
“Sehun…”
Shen Shixun didn't speak or look at him, and stayed in the room alone for a long time.
Xiang Nanzhi didn't say a word on the way home. Jiang Yao wanted to ask her several times but had to give up. When the car stopped in the Xiang family's parking lot, Ma Xiaorong quickly came over to help her.
Xiang Nanzhi was in good spirits and held onto the wolf tooth necklace the whole time, without letting anyone help him.
“I can walk, I’m not a child.”
Xiang Nanzhi smiled and said, "I'll go upstairs by myself. I'm a little sleepy and want to take a nap."
"Nan Zhi..."
"Jiang Yao, if you're busy at the teahouse, go ahead and get busy. I'm just a little sleepy."
Jiang Yao didn't go any further. "Then I'll come back later. What would you like to eat?"
"Anything is fine, it doesn't matter."
Xiang Nanzhi went inside, with Ma Xiaorong following behind her. When they reached the door, Xiang Nanzhi closed it and said, "I'll sleep for a while by myself. Nobody is allowed to come in."
Are you alright?
What could possibly be wrong with me?
Xiang Nanzhi then said, "Order me a bouquet of flowers..."
What flower?
"Red Rose".
Ma Xiaorong nodded. Xiang Nanzhi had already entered the room, kicked off his slippers, and his two feet felt weak as he stepped onto the carpet. Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, he lay down on the bed and quickly closed his eyes.
In her memory, she held a bouquet of pink roses and jumped on Shen Shixun, her legs being held by the man and her buttocks being dragged along.
She was about to fall asleep when she suddenly woke up a little and quickly closed her eyes again.
"What pink roses? I like red roses..."
She was talking to herself, and the room was quiet.
Ma Xiaorong came downstairs, still somewhat unaccustomed to Xiang Nanzhi's change. She told Xiang Jingyi about Xiang Nanzhi's situation, but not in enough detail. She hadn't gone with him and didn't know exactly what had happened.
"Young Master, how about I call Jiang Yao and ask her?"
With Jiang Yao going along, there's a high probability they won't suffer any losses. That woman is cunning; if she really wants to harm someone, she definitely can, and if she wants to help someone, she definitely can too.
"No."
Father is right, she should handle this herself.
With the baby about to be born, there's no point in Shen Shixun staying with the Xiang family any longer; the child belongs to the Xiang family and has little to do with him.
This relationship was bound to end sooner or later, so it's better to end it now.
Xiang Jing went upstairs and entered a room where there was a photograph of a woman. At first glance, the woman looked somewhat similar to Xiang Nanzhi.
However, Xiang Nanzhi looked more youthful, while the woman in the photo was gentle and mature, with a more scholarly air about her.
The Lin family is a scholarly family, with a history spanning several generations. Lin Chunxia is a renowned talented woman in the ancient city, knowledgeable in everything, and coveted by countless men…
In the photo, she is pouring tea with her eyes down. Her natural and casual upward gaze was captured by Xiang Zhengyi.
The entire room was covered with her photos, big and small, as well as records of her life with her three siblings from childhood to adulthood.
Xiang Zhengyi often comes here, but Xiang Jingyi and Xiang Ciyuan almost never come, not to mention Xiang Nanzhi, who didn't even know there was such a place in her home...
"My uncle has been arrested."
Looking at his mother's photo, Xiang Jingyi slowly said, "My uncle has been fighting with Dad for so many years. Because of you, Dad has always given in to him, but he wanted to harm Zhizhi and dug his own grave."
"Mom..." Xiang Jingyi knelt down, "That night, what happened between you and Uncle has always been a thorn in my heart. How could you, a perfectly healthy person, suddenly have a difficult childbirth?"
“Dad knows I have doubts, but he has always believed in you. He told me that you are my mother and that I must believe in you too.”
Xiang Jing kowtowed, "Zhizhi has grown up. I will protect her well. If you have a spirit in heaven, please bless our Xiang family as well."
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For Jiang Yao, Xiang Ciyuan's arrival at the teahouse was like the King of Hell coming to claim her life. In the evening, Jiang Yao was resting in a private room when Ding Xue suddenly came over to tell her that the second young master of the Xiang family was looking for her.
Jiang Yao wore a pink Chinese-style long dress, exuding a grand and elegant traditional Chinese style. A matching belt cinched her waist, making her walk with a graceful air.
While they were discussing which tea shop to source some novel teas for the teahouse, they hurriedly went to another private room upon hearing this.
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