Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

Chapter 72 You're giving me the silent treatment

Shang Hanzhou had just come out of the shower, wearing black pajamas. He had washed his hair, and his wet black hair was spread across his forehead, with water droplets rolling down his high brow bone.

He wiped it off casually with a towel.

His heavy eyes looked in the direction she had come from.

The two exchanged a glance.

Cen hope hadn't expected that just last night she had told him she would stay at Lin Xingyou's house for a few more days, and today she was staying at the old house with him.

The sudden eye contact created an awkward atmosphere.

She took a step forward, about to break the awkward silence, when her phone rang in her pocket.

She had no choice but to pause and answer the video call first.

It was Jiang Zheng who called.

Cen hope answered the call, then stopped in her tracks. "Brother, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing her call out "Brother," Shang Hanzhou stopped drying his hair. He was about to go into the bathroom to get a hairdryer, but he didn't take any further steps.

On the other end of the video.

Jiang Zheng was sitting on the sofa at home, and Yu Ping and Jiang Guoliang also squeezed into the frame.

"Manman, is there any Jiangcheng specialty you particularly want to try?"

How did we end up talking about Jiangcheng specialties?

Cen hope didn't react for a moment.

Yu Ping continued, "Mom prepared some of your favorite old-fashioned pastries for you, and..."

She said a whole bunch of things.

Jiang Zheng added from the side, "Last time I told you I was going to Beijing in a while, Mom and Dad already know. I haven't even gone yet, and I'm already starting to prepare food for you."

It turned out to be the case.

Cen hope felt a slight sting in her nose. She actually wanted to bring Yu Ping and Jiang Guoliang to Beijing whenever she had time, but Cen Jiansheng wouldn't allow it.

These were the conditions they agreed to when they received the money.

Cen hope: "You don't need to bring so much, I can't finish it all."

"It's okay if you can't finish it, there's still Hanzhou here."

As Yu Ping spoke, Cen hope was startled and subconsciously looked up at Shang Hanzhou's position opposite her. He wasn't looking at her, so he probably didn't care what she was talking about.

She didn't say anything more, and followed Yu Ping's words, saying, "Okay, then bring more."

"Then I'll take it to you once your brother gets there."

After saying that, Yu Ping pulled Jiang Guoliang away from the camera's view and prepared to get more food.

At this moment, only Jiang Zheng remained.

Cen hope asked him, "Brother, when are you coming?"

"If the plan remains unchanged, next week."

"Okay, then send me your train ticket and I'll come pick you up."

Jiang Zheng had always been the one to protect her since childhood. The thought of him coming to Beijing made Cen hope happy, and a smile appeared on her face. His arrival meant that she had family in Beijing.

Cen hope couldn't help but look forward to it: "Brother, when you come to Beijing, I'll take you to eat something delicious. There are so many things here that you can't get in Jiangcheng, and I'll let you take some back for Mom and Dad."

On the other end of the video call, Jiang Zheng let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Looks like I'm going to become a delivery guy, responsible for your shipments."

Cen hope couldn't help but laugh at his words, "No way."

From a distance, Shang Hanzhou silently glanced to the side, watching as his wife, who was usually overly polite to him, so naturally chatted and laughed with the man in the video.

It was a smile that he rarely showed.

His throat went dry, and with his tongue pressed against his back teeth, Shang Hanzhou strode over, his face squeezing into Cen hope's camera lens.

He said calmly, "Brother, come and tell me, I'll come pick you up. Manman is busy with work, it's not convenient for her."

The familiar scent of bergamot suddenly enveloped my breath.

Cen hope seemed frozen in place, standing there and suddenly forgetting what she was supposed to say next.

Shang Hanzhou stood very close to her, behind her, his broad shoulders seemingly pulling her into his arms. He was very warm and his body was damp with moisture.

The fingertips gripping the edge of the phone exerted very subtle pressure.

Cen hope held her breath.

The smile on her face vanished again.

Shang Hanzhou slowly frowned. Was his approach really that uncomfortable for her?

Or is it because of Jiang Zheng?

This realization made him feel vaguely uncomfortable. He raised his arm, his burning palm forcefully grasping the woman's slender shoulder, and pulled her into his arms.

As soon as Jiang Zheng saw him appear, especially when he heard him call him "brother," he felt uneasy.

He's clearly three years older than him!

He calls me "brother" so smoothly, how come he does it so naturally?

Jiang Zheng looked at the camera expressionlessly. He wasn't bothered that the other man had time to pick him up.

"It's up to you and Manman to decide."

"Okay, goodbye, bro."

With a slight upturn of his thin lips, Shang Hanzhou hung up the video call before he could finish speaking.

Cen hope turned her head in surprise, just about to ask him why he hung up so quickly, when the man released his hand from her shoulder, and the distance between them widened again.

He looked at her calmly. "I'll go to the next room tonight."

It means they won't be staying together tonight.

The breathing stopped abruptly for half a second.

I should have nodded and said "okay" as he suggested, but just thinking about it made me feel a surge of unspoken grievance.

Cen hope opened her mouth, but her throat felt even more sore.

She took several breaths, looked at him, and tears fell without warning, sliding down her cheeks.

Shang Hanzhou's eyes trembled slightly when he saw her tears. He seemed to lose his composure for a moment and stood there stunned.

she cried?

Was it because he deliberately acted very intimately with Jiang Zheng just now?

His Adam's apple bobbed several times before he opened his mouth. Before he could utter a single syllable, the woman in front of him, tears streaming down her face, raised her hand to wipe them away. Her beautiful, reddened eyes looked at him accusingly.

"Shang Hanzhou".

She called his name, her voice trembling slightly.

Cen hope didn't want to cry, but the tears wouldn't stop. She wiped them away, but more kept coming. She lowered her head, and the tears flowed more and more, gathering at her chin before finally falling onto the clean floor.

You're giving me the silent treatment.

She said those five words with a sense of grievance.

Why does he have to live next door? Even if he dislikes her, he can just tell her clearly, and she won't pester him.

With her soft white hand wiping away the tears that rolled down her cheeks again, Cen hope sniffed and took the initiative to walk outside.

"You don't need to live next door anymore, I'll move out."

Her petite figure brushed past him, she was really leaving.

Shang Hanzhou suddenly gripped her slender wrist tightly. Cen Xi struggled with a blank expression, but he was much stronger than her and she couldn't break free no matter what she did.

"business……"

She looked up at him.

His large hand suddenly tightened around her soft waist, forcing her to press against him, and a torrent of kisses rained down upon her.

Cen hope froze, her lips were captured by his, and his tongue wanted to reach out.

She turned her face away and took the opportunity to bite him hard, the faint taste of rust filling her mouth.

"I don't want to be intimate with you."

"But I think so."

Her words were muffled by a low, husky voice.

The sound of breathing was so close, hitting my cheek, warm and burning.

Cen hope gritted her teeth. "I don't want to."

"Okay, then we won't kiss."

His hand touched her cheek, his rough fingertips gently caressing it. "Manman, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said we lived next door."