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His fingers gently straightened her hair as he remembered the times he combed her hair for her.

Wrapped in his suit, Mo Shuifu didn’t make a sound.

After a few brushes, he used a hair tie to gather her messy hair up.

“I’ll carry you down.”

With an outstretched arm and a princess carry, he lifted her from the passenger seat.

In the past two years, if they had an argument, he would certainly have lost his temper.

But now, he had reined in his temper, except for a trace of residual resentment.

Mo Shuifu had nothing to say; she simply let him carry her, just clutching the suit tight for fear that it might fall off.

He walked into the villa, into the bedroom, and then carried her into the bathroom.

After testing the water temperature and adjusting the hot water, he filled the bathtub with water.

He sprinkled in some essential oil and helped her undress before placing her in the bathtub.

“Don’t move, get out,” Mo Shuifu demanded, wrapped up in a bath towel, her face flushed red.

She wasn’t the type of woman who was exceptionally open, even within the confines of a marital relationship.

Shen Shihan curved his lips slightly: “Alright, I’ll go out. Take your time bathing; I’ll go get your clothes ready.”

After closing the bathroom door, he went to the wardrobe to find her pajamas.

Just as he had everything ready and was sitting on the sofa waiting for Mo Shuifu to finish, his phone suddenly rang.

“Xiaoma.”

“Boss, a new shipment is about to arrive.”

“Oh? Where is it now?”

“It’s about to arrive at C City’s big pier; it’s the large order we placed last time.”

“Okay, I got it. Send more people to keep an eye out, make sure customs is taken care of properly, and be very careful.”

“Boss, I’ve been feeling a bit uneasy lately.”

Understanding his meaning, Shen Shihan spoke in a deep voice: “That’s all the more reason to be cautious.”

“Mm, I know. I’ll send more people to watch over it.”

“Is there anything else you need to tell me?”

“Boss, I heard that your father’s health is getting worse.”

“I know that.”

“Then there’s nothing else for now, I’ll make sure the shipment is secure.”

“Good, be careful,” Shen Shihan said.

After hanging up, he checked a few text messages.

As he looked down at his phone intently, Mo Shuifu suddenly walked out.

She was wrapped in a thick bath towel, and her long hair was also bundled up.

Upon her appearance, a fresh scent emanated from her body, but her complexion wasn’t very good, and confusion filled her large eyes.

“Shihan, who were you talking to just now?”

“A subordinate.”

“What about being careful?”

“Nothing important, you don’t need to worry about it; it’s just business affairs.”

“Are you keeping something from me?” Mo Shuifu frowned and approached him.

As she came over, he put away his phone.

Standing in front of her, towering much taller, he touched her damp hair and said indifferently, “What could I possibly keep from you? It’s just some business matters; you wouldn’t understand even if I told you.”

Business dealings were something Mo Shuifu didn’t understand, and half-convinced, she didn’t ask anymore.

“Sit here; I’ll dry your hair.”

He pressed her onto the sofa and went to fetch the hairdryer.

Feeling unable to ask further, Mo Shuifu refrained, not wanting to appear narrow-minded by querying matters she didn’t comprehend.

The hairdryer was turned on, making a “buzzing” noise, and his fingers slid through her soft hair.

“Are you tired standing up? Come sit by me,” Mo Shuifu tugged at his clothes.

Shen Shihan cracked a slight smile and sat down next to her, propping her against his legs as he continued to dry her hair.

Mo Shuifu closed her eyes, feeling a tingling sensation all over as his fingers brushed through her hair.

This was the first time he had dried her hair with such dedication.

The spacious room was quiet, only filled with the noise of the hairdryer.

The summer night was peaceful, and as she lay on his legs, she grew tired and yearned to sleep well.

A faint scent of his cologne surrounded him, so light it could hardly be detected without close attention.

Inhaling his scent, she gradually closed her eyes, feeling a sudden sense of security within her heart.

After all, there are two kinds of love in this world: love at first sight and love that grows over time.

The former is a stunning encounter in the passage of time, while the latter is a gentle, lengthy stream of affection.

However, oftentimes, love at first sight bears more intense and unforgettable memories.

Like when she first saw Shen Chi outside the hospital, stopping his car.

The sunlight illuminated his cold and captivating face. She fell for him at first sight, and by a stroke of fate learned that he was also her lifesaver…

Perhaps at that moment, like many other girls, she fell in love with him yet didn’t understand what she loved about him.

Thinking this, Mo Shuifu didn’t dwell on the past anymore.

She thought that in the future, she would gradually accept Shen Shihan and would have a good life with him.

Although he had done many things wrong, his love for her was sincere.

Just like now, as he dried her hair with attentiveness and care.

Not all women have a man who loves them wholeheartedly, and in this, she was very fortunate to have met him.

She slightly opened her eyes and looked up to meet Shen Shihan’s clear gaze, offering him a smile.

Shen Shihan, seemingly overwhelmed, paused with the hairdryer in hand.

Catching his expression, she laughed softly and closed her eyes again, quietly laying on his legs.

Time flew swiftly by, the summer night calm and serene.

Unaware of how much time had passed, Mo Shuifu fell asleep to the “buzzing” of the hairdryer.

She didn’t know when he had carried her to bed, nor when he had changed her into pajamas.

What she did know was that she slept exceptionally soundly that night.

The subtle scent of lavender essential oil wafted to her nose as she clutched the soft comforter and drifted into a deep slumber.

…

Meanwhile, since the day Xu Chaomu saw Shen Shihan forcefully take Mo Shuifu home, he had been quite worried.

Five years had passed, and her elder brother was no longer the man he used to be.

The current Shen Shihan was scheming and shrewd.

A few days later, Xu Chaomu called Mo Shuifu, only to find out that nothing was wrong.

It was Mo Shuifu on the phone who said, “Fourth Master cares a lot about you. I was really taken aback by his temper that day.”

“I was scared too, almost worried they would start fighting,” Xu Chaomu said.

“They wouldn’t really fight; they’re not children anymore,” Mo Shuifu laughed.

“How could they not? With Shen Chi’s bad temper, he’s ready to fight at the drop of a hat. No different from a child.”

“But that’s only when you’re hurt; that’s when he shows such behavior.”

Normally, Shen Chi keeps all his emotions very well in check.

Let alone showing anger, even a little irritation wouldn’t be apparent on his face.