After dinner, he cleared away the dishes, and Xiang Nanzhi lay down on the bed. With the air conditioning on and a thin blanket covering him, he found himself quite comfortable.
Such a small place, with the kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom combined not even a quarter the size of her room, yet it still made her feel comfortable.
The items were hung haphazardly, yet there was an order to the chaos, which did not make people feel oppressed at all.
When the man came out, she had already taken up most of his bed.
"Go back?" he asked her.
Do you want me to go back or not?
Her car was fixed, so she couldn't find any other excuse to spend the night there.
Xiang Nanzhi looked at him and said, "The people at the 4S store told me that you were the first to discover the cause of the car's malfunction and told them, so they were able to fix the car for me the next day."
In fact, she didn't give the person a chance to repair it; she simply replaced the wheel.
But that was to ensure safety; it didn't mean she didn't approve of Shen Shixun's skills.
"If you know how to fix cars, why don't you fix cars? It's much better than working on a construction site."
"Um."
He has preconceived notions about every industry.
Xiang Nanzhi said again, "I know you feel that there's nothing wrong with being on the construction site, so you're content with the status quo and think that as long as you can make money, it doesn't matter. But Shen Shixun's place isn't the grassland; there aren't such simple and honest folk customs. Everyone is scrambling for resources, and there are only so many resources."
The man sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning back against the pillows. He glanced at Nan Zhi, who was lying on the bed, and said, "Perhaps you should try some other jobs that are less tiring but still pay the same."
She couldn't help but worry as he continued to stay at the construction site, wondering what might happen one day.
"I don't know what I can do."
Xiang Nanzhi said slowly, "You know how to fix cars."
What you see is only part of the story.
Shen Shixun knows a little bit, but he's only a dabbler; he can't make a living from it.
Xiang Nanzhi looked at the fan overhead; with the air conditioning and fan working together, there was a slight coolness. She took a deep breath. "I saw you were driving quite well that night. How about I introduce you to a job as a driver for our family? Our family's driver doesn't earn less than you do on the construction site..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Shixun fell silent, unaware that there was anything wrong with her thoughts.
"Shen Shixun".
"no."
They chatted casually for a few more minutes, but it seemed like they didn't talk about anything. However, Xiang Nanzhi fell asleep on his bed without realizing it.
Shen Shixun got up and smoked a cigarette at the door, also deep in thought.
He asked Zhang Yandong to help him vent his anger over what happened a few months ago. The investigation there wouldn't yield any results, but he had indeed been staying in this place for quite a while.
On the grasslands, herders have no absolutely stable place to live. As they migrate with the seasons, they firmly believe that no stability is the best stability.
Every two years or so, a tribe must migrate from one place to another, taking their cattle and sheep, packing up their tents, and settling down in another place.
Year after year, or every quarter or two, they return along the same route, or search for another suitable place for the herders and their livestock to live.
Even though he was in the city, Shen Shixun still felt a deep-seated sense of security that came from the grasslands.
Saying goodbye to the old place and moving to a new one is what he calls a sense of security.
But he wasn't as casual as when he was alone. He put out his cigarette, returned to the bedside, and glanced at the sleeping woman.
With Xiang Nanzhi and the child around, others may not know what he does, but she must know.
Xiang Nanzhi and Shen Shixun are husband and wife, so her family won't object if she stays overnight at Shen Shixun's place.
When she woke up the next day, the man was long gone.
She packed her things, grabbed her car keys, and went downstairs, feeling completely dazed.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and she remembered that she needed to ask him for the keys.
While waiting for him yesterday, she was thinking that she must ask him for a key so that she wouldn't have to wait for him next time.
But this man always runs faster than a rabbit.
Song Ze invited her to lunch, but Xiang Nanzhi declined, so lunch was changed to afternoon tea.
When she arrived, Song Ze had already ordered and helped her sit down in a chair.
She used to have endless things to talk about with Song Ze, and she would tell him even the smallest things. But now, when she sees this person, she doesn't say a word. She has no interest in Song Ze talking to her.
After sitting for a while, not wanting to waste any more time, she asked, "I heard Jiang Yao had an accident. How is she now?"
"I visited her, but I don't know the specifics of her situation."
"Yeah?"
"Nan Zhi, I've already broken up with her. We're strangers now."
Song Ze wasn't lying. He saw through Jiang Yao's fake pregnancy, and then that incident happened. He felt that even if those people hadn't actually violated her in any way, Jiang Yao wasn't innocent anymore.
Hearing Xiang Ciyuan's words again, Song Ze would only feel disgusted whenever he saw her.
Previously, under pressure from the Xiang family, they thought they could keep a distance and cooperate to finish the play. Unknowingly, they ended up taking the play for real. No matter how innocent and clean Jiang Yao is, the fact that she could scheme against Xiang Nanzhi is enough to show that she is a scheming woman.
Song Ze wanted a virtuous wife and loving mother who could help his career, not a scheming woman who was always plotting against him.
He's such a shrewd man, yet he was blinded by Jiang Yao. He liked her for years but never saw her true colors. What would happen if he married her?
"Breaking up with her so easily, isn't that a bit cruel to her, just because she was..."
Xiang Nan felt a sense of kinship with Jiang Yao. When she was in trouble, Song Ze had also disliked her in the same way. Now, the same person had become Jiang Yao.
"It's not for that reason, but because there's a fundamental lack of love."
“I don’t love her. You’re the only one in my heart. I’ve realized that now. You want me to continue with her? I can’t do it.”
"Aren't you afraid of hurting her feelings?"
"I'm more afraid of hurting your heart than hurting hers."
Song Ze suddenly grabbed her hand, touching her fingertips. Xiang Nanzhi pulled her hand back, but he held it tightly. "Nanzhi, there is actually a better way."
"What?"
“You divorce Shen Shixun, and we’ll get married immediately. I don’t care what others say. When you have a child, I can acknowledge that child as ours, and it will be perfectly legitimate.”
Song Ze had thought about it for a long time before coming to this conclusion.
In any case, he can't get rid of this cuckold's horns; he can't live without the Xiang family's support now.
Rather than waiting for her to give birth and divorce Shen Shixun, it's better to let him enjoy the conveniences the Xiang family provides now.
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