Chapter 291 - Traces of Caesarean Section
“Since when did you become so polite?”
Shang Cijie uttered in a subdued tone, his face flushed. He then nestled his head into Mu Sifa's chest once more, overwhelmed by embarrassment.
This bashful demeanor hasn't changed much from five years ago. Regardless of the passage of time, he remains the same Shang Xiaojie I remember! His heart is tender and easily moved.
“With Mingming not here, you should seize the opportunity. If you can't continue once Mingming returns with your cousin, don't expect me to allow you near him!”
Unable to find a suitable topic for conversation, Shang Cijie blurted out his apprehension, fearing awkwardness. Yet, he found himself inadvertently extending an invitation to Mu Sifa.
Mu Sifa, already in high spirits, welcomed the suggestion wholeheartedly.
However, Shang Cijie's mood swiftly soured once more.
“You're behaving rather oddly. Is something amiss?”
Concern began to gnaw at Shang Cijie.
Mu Sifa's departure from his usual demeanor hinted at concealed turmoil.
“No, how could there be any issues with me? I've simply been occupied with work lately.”
Mu Sifa concocted an excuse, offering Shang Cijie a smile devoid of any trace of unease.
“Truly?”
Shang Cijie inquired softly.
Although a sense of disquiet lingered, Mu Sifa had attributed it to work-related matters, leaving Shang Cijie with no recourse but to obediently accompany Mu Sifa and provide solace.
Shang Cijie harbored confidence in his ability to remedy the situation.
Each time Mu Sifa embraced him, his spirits lifted considerably.
“Darling, I'll ensure your safety from now on.”
Mu Sifa embraced Shang Cijie tightly, pledging her protection.
Yet, Shang Cijie felt self-sufficient; he could safeguard himself.
Still, Mu Sifa's words evoked warmth in his heart.
“I wasn't certain about Xiangyang's intentions. I've disappointed you.”
“Let it go! Besides, there was nothing between you and him, right?”
Shang Cijie pardoned Mu Sifa without resentment.
Mu Sifa wasn't unfaithful; her kindness toward Xiangyang stemmed from his resemblance to Shang Cijie.
“As long as I provide for you adequately, you won't seek excitement elsewhere, will you?”
Shang Cijie suddenly voiced this concern, perhaps still unsettled. Mu Sifa treated others as if they were him.
Despite convincing himself that Mu Sifa and Xiangyang were innocuous, a lingering unease persisted.
He couldn't bring himself to resent Mu Sifa, yet discomfort lingered.
A smile gradually spread across Mu Sifa's lips. “Am I ensuring your fidelity by taking the initiative to care for you, my beloved? When did you become so endearing?”
Ye Zichen grinned as he caressed Shang Cijie's body, reveling in its delicate fragrance.
“I'm not adorable; I'm a man,” Shang Cijie promptly countered, his voice carrying a soft allure.
“Yes, yes, my husband is indeed a man,” Mu Sifa chimed in, his smile evident in his tone.
Despite Shang Cijie's slender frame, he lacked the bony frailty associated with it, instead possessing a pleasing plumpness that Mu Sifa found enticing.
“You're such a rascal, a charming one at that,” Mu Sifa teased with a grin.
“Didn't you say it would be fine, my dear?” he added playfully, proceeding to undress Shang Cijie.
“You're incorrigible,” Shang Cijie responded with mock exasperation.
“Why are you blaming me when you assured me it would be alright?” Mu Sifa retorted, his smile unwavering as he continued to disrobe Shang Cijie.
Suddenly, his gaze fell upon a faint scar adorning Shang Cijie's abdomen, a discovery that gave him pause.
“It's unsightly; please don't look,” Shang Cijie pleaded, his panic palpable.
Mu Sifa remained silent, his expression shifting to one of sorrow as he recognized the scar's origin—a reminder of a past caesarean section.
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