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Wang Yuehan's words, which were originally intended to ease the awkwardness, were like a drop of ink falling into clear water, making the atmosphere even more subtle.

Although her voice was soft, it was particularly abrupt in the quiet air, and even the echo seemed to exacerbate the awkwardness.

Zhang Liang responded softly, trying to explain the sudden situation: "Sister-in-law, I... I didn't bring any clothes with me, and since there was no one around, I..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes had already drifted away, and he was obviously at a loss.

Wang Yuehan's face turned even redder, as brilliant as the sunset glow. She nodded gently, her voice as soft as a mosquito's: "I know, I was just planning to send you some clothes."

As she spoke, the pile of clothes in her arms seemed to become a hot potato, leaving her at a loss as to what to do.

Zhang Liang's gaze inadvertently swept across the clothes in Wang Yuehan's arms. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

He smiled awkwardly, with a hint of helplessness and shyness hidden in that smile. He didn't know whether to extend his hand or retract it. He seemed to be frozen in place.

Wang Yuehan noticed Zhang Liang's embarrassment, a trace of panic flashed across her face, and then her blush deepened.

The two of them just stood there, one holding the clothes, the other in a stalemate in a bath towel. The air around them seemed to be dyed with a touch of crimson, and the awkwardness was so great that one could almost hear the sound of heartbeats.

Finally, it was Wang Yuehan who broke the silence. She cautiously took a step forward and handed the clothes to Zhang Liang, her movements filled with shyness and apology: "You...you should put them on first, don't catch a cold."

Zhang Liang took the clothes and his fingertips accidentally touched Wang Yuehan's hand. Both of them were stunned and then quickly separated, as if they were struck by electric current.

Zhang Liang whispered his thanks, his voice laced with a barely perceptible tenderness: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

As these words were spoken, the atmosphere between the two finally eased. Although it was still awkward, it was at least no longer as stiff as before.

Wang Yuehan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left quickly, leaving Zhang Liang standing there. Looking at her hurriedly leaving back, a faint smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After Zhang Liang returned to the room, he quickly closed the door, as if he wanted to lock the embarrassment and surprise out.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, but a hint of helplessness involuntarily appeared on his face.

"How could this be?"

He muttered to himself, his voice filled with confusion and annoyance.

"I've already confirmed that no one has come out, so why did my sister-in-law suddenly show up?"

Wang Yuehan's appearance just now involuntarily emerged in his mind, especially the bright blush on her face, as gorgeous as the sunset, which made him feel an inexplicable emotion.

Zhang Liang sighed deeply, and that sigh seemed to contain thousands of words, yet it was difficult to express.

After a long while, Zhang Liang's mood gradually calmed down.

He shook his head, as if to get rid of those messy thoughts, and then began to put on his clothes slowly.

Every time he put on a piece of clothing, his heart felt a little more at peace, until finally, he seemed to have regained his former composure and calmness.

However, although calm had been restored on the surface, there was still a subtle fluctuation in Zhang Liang's heart.

After Wang Yuehan turned around, he hurried towards his room.

Her steps seemed a little flustered, as if she wanted to escape from the embarrassing scene as quickly as possible.

At this time, Zhong Shu happened to be at the other end of the corridor. Seeing Wang Yuehan's flushed face, a trace of doubt arose in her heart.

"Sister Yuehan, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

Zhong Shu asked, concern and curiosity in her voice.

Hearing Zhong Shu's words, Wang Yuehan stopped and raised her hands to cover her face, as if trying to hide the unnatural blush.

She stuttered as she replied, "Is... is that so? Maybe I walked too fast just now, so I feel a little hot."

Zhong Shu looked at Wang Yuehan with a frown on her face, obviously not quite convinced by this explanation.

She nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes! It seems to be even redder now."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuehan forced a smile on his face, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Maybe. I'll go to my room and rest for a while."

After saying that, she quickened her pace, wanting to leave this uncomfortable place as soon as possible.

Zhong Shu looked at Wang Yuehan's hurried back, and her doubts grew even more.

She knew that Wang Yuehan was not someone who blushed easily, and today's situation was obviously unusual.

But she also understood that if Wang Yuehan was unwilling to say, she would not be able to ask any further.

Just as Wang Yuehan was about to disappear around the corner, Zhong Shu couldn't help but remind him, "Yuehan, if you encounter any problems, tell us or your uncle. Don't keep it in your heart."

When Wang Yuehan heard Zhong Shu mention Zhang Liang, his heart, which had just calmed down a little, started beating violently again.

She didn't dare to look back, but just hurriedly responded: "I understand, then sister, I will leave first."

After saying this, she quickened her pace and almost trotted away.

Looking at Wang Yuehan's departing back, Zhong Shu shook her head slightly puzzledly: "Why does Yuehan seem strange today? I don't know what happened."

Her heart was full of confusion, but she also knew that she could not get an answer from Wang Yuehan.

After Zhong Shu returned to her room, she gently closed the door, as if she wanted to isolate herself from the outside noise and the fluctuations in her heart.

A barely perceptible blush appeared on her face, and she walked towards the bed with slightly hurried steps, and finally threw herself on the bed with a red face, as if only this could calm the emotions surging in her heart.

Although she had married Zhang Liang's brother, fate played a trick on her and her wedding night became a memory that she could never touch.

What is even more regrettable is that Qin Youlan and two other women who got married on the same day suffered the same fate.

This has resulted in the four of them remaining virgins until now. This may seem like a pity to outsiders, but in their hearts, it is an unspeakable past.

Recalling the scene he had just witnessed, Wang Yuehan's cheeks unconsciously heated up again, and his whole body seemed to be filled with an inexplicable feeling of heat.

She murmured softly, "How could this be such a coincidence? If I had known, I wouldn't have gone!"

This sentence expresses both surprise at the coincidence and slight regret for one's own behavior.

However, she then added: "But uncle's figure looks surprisingly good!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly covered her mouth, as if she was worried that her words would be heard by someone who shouldn't have heard them.

After realizing what she had said, Wang Yuehan's face turned even redder. She shyly buried her head in the pillow, and her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

"Wang Yuehan, what are you talking about? How can you say such things? This person is your uncle!"

Although she blamed herself, the throbbing in her heart was like a surging tide and could not dissipate for a long time.

At this moment, Wang Yuehan's heart was filled with complex emotions: embarrassment about the unexpected encounter, confusion about her own reaction, and even more confusion about the sudden throbbing.

She knew that such emotion should not exist, but it existed, making her confused and unable to ignore it.