"So I just got beaten up by him for nothing?"
Song Ze couldn't swallow this insult and clenched his fists.
"Aze...Aze, we have no choice but to back down now and just have to endure it for the time being."
"I'm so badly injured, can't I even..."
“They are husband and wife after all. Even if your affair with Xiang Nanzhi is exposed, your situation and the outcome will be somewhat awkward.”
Song Ze belatedly realized that Shen Shixun was very different from what he had imagined. He thought he was just a poor boy from the mountains who had never seen the world and would wet his pants if scared. He never expected that this person would have such great abilities.
He spent so many years making Xiang Nanzhi fall in love with him, but it couldn't compare to the short few months Xiang Nanzhi spent with him.
Xiang Zhengyi returned last. The housekeeper helped him upstairs. When they reached the bedroom door, Xiang Zhengyi stopped. "Old Ma, take me to the study first."
"It's so late, sir, you should rest first."
"I have an important document to read; I almost forgot."
Old Li had no choice but to help him into the study to look at the documents. Old Li stood at the door and said, "Old Li, go back to sleep. You've worked hard following me around every day."
"If you don't even mention how hard it is for me, how can I possibly say I'm tired?"
"No one is made of iron. Everyone needs to rest. Rest as much as you can. Let's take turns and our work efficiency will improve."
Old Li had no choice but to go back first, and Xiang Zhengyi only left the study after reading the documents.
He was drunk and walking very slowly. Suddenly, everything went black before his eyes, and he almost fell. A pair of hands gently supported him. "Uncle, slow down."
Looking up at Zheng Yi, he saw Jiang Yao; he had almost forgotten there was such a person in the room.
"It's you."
"It's me, Uncle. Take it easy, let me help you back to your room."
"No need, I'll go by myself."
Xiang Zhengyi didn't give her a friendly look. Jiang Yao watched his retreating figure, lost in thought.
“He won’t drink tea unless it’s poured in front of him.”
Xiang Ciyuan came out of the study and looked at her with interest, which startled Jiang Yao.
"What's so nerve-wracking, Miss Jiang?"
Jiang Yao didn't want to be nervous, but she noticed the cup that Xiang Ciyuan was holding...
He shook the glass. "What did you put in it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Jiang Yao was about to leave when Xiang Ciyuan grabbed her. "This is the Xiang family home. My sister took pity on you and took you in to recover from your injuries out of friendship. First, you brought up old feelings with me, and then you used this trick on my father. You don't actually think you can get away with this, do you?"
"Ciyuan, I really don't know what you're talking about. Since you say we've already moved on, why are you dragging me along now?"
"Since you don't know what I'm talking about, then drink this cup of tea."
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