Chapter 29: This is the responsibility

Shen Xingman lay down with effort, turned her gaze, and said, "Wasn't it you who said to let me go home and keep you company?"

"Oh, like that."

Shen Xingman pursed her lips: "What, not happy?"

"No," Mu Zhihan listened attentively, slowly blinking his eyes, "I'm happy just that you came back."

After he finished speaking, he got up, no longer pressing on her.

Shen Xingman sat up straight, tugged at the strap of her dress, about to speak about Shen Ran, but Mu Zhihan beat her to it.

"Are you angry today?" he asked with a smile.

"……"

He was referring to the embarrassing incident that happened tonight in the private room.

Damn, not mentioning it is fine, but once brought up Shen Xingman's head buzzes.

But, unfortunately, it's this "but" again.

She has to endure.

Amitabha, from now on I will be a little fairy with no temper.

"No," she started to coax.

"I think you're right, I should go home more often to keep my husband company."

"……"

These words are obviously insincere, not a single word believable, but Mu Zhihan still nodded, "How do you want to keep me company?"

"……!"

sos! The deadly problem has come again!

"Well... what do you think our relationship is like now?"

The man was silent for two seconds: "I think it's great."

Shen Xingman: "Then..."

Mu Zhihan instantly replied: "Do you want to bring up divorce?"

— As soon as those two words were spoken, the air instantly fell silent.

Shen Xingman helplessly hugged the pillow, her voice soft: "I, I don't mean that."

The close-fitting little strap wrapped her gorgeous, alluring body, her skin lustrous white as jade, more enchanting than the bright moon in the dead of night.

Mu Zhihan stared at her unblinking, his gaze deepened considerably, "Manman..."

He called softly, his expression seeming somewhat solemn.

"What's wrong?"

The man didn't answer immediately, only remained silent for a moment, then said: "Do you still remember?"

Mu Zhihan's gaze remained fixed on Shen Xingman: "The first time we met, you slept with me."

"……" Hey hey hey big brother, let's not dig up old scores, it's been how many years?

"You said you would take responsibility for me, I believed you."

Shen Xingman didn't expect him to suddenly bring this up; he spoke slowly, and she listened carefully.

Mu Zhihan continued his topic: "So however you want to sleep with me is fine."

"……"

"When we first got married, you would occasionally call me husband," the man's breath warm and enticing, as if ready to devour her, "but later, you didn't answer calls or reply to WeChat."

"Even now, you can't be bothered to come home."

It seems that mainly if he stops taking initiative, this relationship will be put to an end.

Mu Zhihan lowered his brows slightly, condensing his doubts over these months into three words: "Why?"

"Um..." Shen Xingman scratched her head, "Aren't men all like that?"

"?"

"!"

Wow, that's huge.

"Ah no, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, really a slip." Shen Xingman gave a bitter smile, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Saying that makes her sound really scummy!

Then she began to make excuses: "Well, back then, wasn't it you who said, if you slept with me you'd have to take responsibility..."

Although but, the first time we met, it was indeed Shen Xingman who first flirted with Mu Zhihan.

She went up and kissed him, even tore off his clothes, and they got tangled up in the hotel day and night for a week.

However!

"It takes two to tango; if you hadn't cooperated, could I have succeeded back then? Hmm?"

She was making excuses for herself.

"Think about it, you also have problems; you can't blame me alone."

Mu Zhihan turned his head away, saying nothing.

It really seems that way; if only we had restrained ourselves a bit back then, it wouldn't have become this uncontrollable mess.

Shen Xingman couldn't stay lying down, she sat up automatically from the bed, and casually began to lecture him: "Besides, after marriage, who sleeps with whom, who takes advantage of whom, don't you have a sense of that?"

"……"

Mu Zhihan also straightened his waist and sat up, his abs were rock solid, "Then tonight..."

Shen Xingman stretched out five fingers to block his approach, "Stop, don't go off topic, I'm talking about serious matters."

"……" Mu Zhihan helplessly, "You say."

Shen Xingman organized her words, murmuring softly: "You, help me out a bit."

Mu Zhihan had to move closer to hear, "What favor?"

"You agreed?"

Upon hearing that, it was as if she heard some subtext; Shen Xingman excitedly gave him a super cute starry-eyed look.

"Mm."

Her reply was a simple, calm monosyllable.

Shen Xingman, while silent, was also a bit surprised—because she hadn't expected that the capitalist's wool would be so easy to shear.

She just agreed without any hesitation; she didn't even have time to say what the favor was.

"I didn't force you, did I?" Shen Xingman probed uncertainly.

"No." Mu Zhihan spoke calmly, "Except for divorce."

He had said that as long as it was what Shen Xingman wanted, he would give it to her without hesitation, even plucking stars from the sky for her.

"……"

"This is the responsibility of being a husband."

—Responsibility.

These two words left Shen Xingman dazed for a moment.

Suddenly, a strange emotion surged into her heart, coming on strong; she accepted it rather passively.

"Then, my dear husband, tonight… could you let me sleep well?"

"……"

Mm, someone remained silent.

"." Then "just knew."

Shen Xingman shifted while holding her pillow: "If I don't let you sleep, will you help me?"

Mu Zhihan: "Will."

"Then…"

"Since you've dragged me back to your den, you have to take responsibility for me." He spoke, cutting off Shen Xingman's words, then his tall frame pressed down on her.

Soon, the girl was steadily laid flat on the bed again.

"!!!"

"……" Mu Zhihan, you damn bastard!!!

"Be gentle!"

"Okay."

"……"

"……"

"……"

Probably in the latter half of the night, Shen Xingman, exhausted, especially wanted to sleep; she begged him for a long time, but he wouldn't stop.

She whined: "You… the thing you're helping me with, don't forget it……"

"Mm."

Upon hearing that reply, Shen Xingman, though in pain, was also overjoyed; then she gathered her courage and spoke of Shen Ran's matter.

The man suddenly stopped: "You're asking me to help another woman?"

Shen Xingman blinked: "No, I just want you to investigate what's going on; the rest I'll handle myself."

If it weren't for her concerns about her own identity, she could handle this entirely herself.

"Just promise me… okay?"

Her fair forehead was covered in sweat and damp strands of hair; her clear eyes were tinged with weariness, misty, with a hint of coquettishness.

He brushed the hair from the girl's cheek to one side, softly saying, "Okay."

"……"

"……"

Next day.

Shen Xingman woke up.

After a few blinks, her consciousness gradually returned; she rubbed her sleepy eyes, wanting to prop up her weary body…

But her whole body ached so much she couldn't get up.

"Good morning." The man propped his cheek on one hand, bare-chested, lying beside Shen Xingman's pillow.

That gaze, nakedly seductive.

But Shen Xingman had no intention of dealing with him at all.

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