Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Shen Zicen turned around, his back to her, and secretly touched his face, which was already a little hot.

Standing on higher ground, Li Mo'er naturally saw his silly actions. She wanted to laugh, but she was also worried that he would be so shy that he would cover his face again.

So she could only suppress her laughter, her shoulders swaying, the spoon making a clinking sound in the bowl.

She quickly steadied the bowl in her hands, and just as she was about to turn and leave, Shen Zicen grabbed her sleeve and stared at her expectantly.

Li Mo'er seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes, "If I'm not leaving, I'll put the bowl down."

She shook the bowl in her hand, signaling to Shen Zicen with her eyes that she could let go.

Upon hearing Li Mo'er's words, Shen Zicen finally let go of her hand, but his gaze still followed her.

"Gululu~"

Li Mo'er's stomach was protesting. She had been hungry for most of the day, and this little bit of porridge wasn't even enough to fill her teeth.

She had someone bring the food in, and she ate it in her room so that Ah Cen wouldn't worry.

She looked at Shen Zicen, who was resting his head on his arm and staring intently at her, and smiled at him.

When Shen Zicen saw her smile, he returned a genuine smile to her.

Looking at the energetic Shen Zicen, Li Mo'er recalled what she had heard from Shen Shi: the doctor said that Shen Zicen's condition was very serious and he was almost beyond saving.

However, apart from the scars on his body, he was perfectly healthy. Even the most severe scars would probably disappear within a month at most.

Why would the doctor say that?

Could it be that the doctor came to such a conclusion because of Shen Zicen's psychological reasons?

Li Mo'er fell into deep thought, unable to understand why the doctor would come to such a conclusion.

After Li Mo'er finished eating, she still couldn't figure it out, so she could only put the matter aside for the time being and ask Shen Ziche when she saw him.

That afternoon, she stayed with Shen Zicen, chatting and comforting him until she saw more and more smiles on his face, and only then did she feel relieved.

Before she knew it, it was already dusk. Apart from the very beginning, she hadn't seen Shen Ziche at all, and she hadn't been able to find anyone to ask him.

Shen Zicen was already feeling sleepy, but he still forced himself to stay awake, keeping his eyes fixed on Li Mo'er.

Li Mo'er extinguished the candle and patted his head helplessly, "Go to sleep."

Li Mo'er wanted to lie outside, but Shen Zicen was afraid she would leave on her own, so he refused to let her.

She could only crawl over Shen Zicen, and during the process, she rubbed against Shen Zicen's blanket and seemed to vaguely hear a suppressed cry of pain.

But it doesn't feel quite real, so I just think it's an illusion.

She lay quietly on the bed. In fact, she was indeed leaving tonight. After all, she hadn't told Su Yanli yet, so how could she stay out overnight?

Moreover, her staying in an unmarried man's room at night would damage his reputation.

Lying in bed, she recalled the doctor's words. She wanted to ask him, but she didn't.

Before long, she felt a hand reach into her blanket and grasp her hand.

She held it tightly, as if afraid that she would leave. It seemed that she could only leave quietly after Ah Cen fell asleep.

Holding Li Mo'er's hand, he finally felt a sense of security. He slowly closed his eyes and was about to drift off to sleep when he heard Li Mo'er's murmur.

"How could it be ruined?"

Li Mo'er was unaware that the question she was pondering would slip out, and she was still full of doubts.

However, upon hearing this, Shen Zicen's drowsiness vanished instantly, and his palms were already sweating.

He knew what this meant. When Li Mo'er went in, she accidentally brushed against Xiao A'cen, and he had already sensed that something was wrong.

Hearing Li Mo'er's murmur, he became even more certain that he was now crippled. He would have been indifferent before, but now, with Li Mo'er by his side, he wanted to stay with her until they grew old.

He gently withdrew his hand, unsure of what to do; he didn't want to be crippled like this.

He mustered his courage and gently touched it. He could still feel the pain, so there was probably still hope.

He heard Li Mo'er's soft breathing and knew she was fast asleep.

He quietly got up, found the ointment that Li Mo'er had applied to him during the day, scooped out a large piece, and smeared it on.

Despite his best efforts, he still felt the pain, but he endured it for fear of waking Li Mo'er.

"Hmm~"

A muffled groan escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he quickly bit his lip.

The moon hadn't risen yet, and the light wasn't very good. If it were brighter, you could see the dense beads of sweat on Shen Zicen's forehead.

He hadn't expected the ointment to hurt so much when applied to the wound, but when Mo'er applied it to him today, it didn't hurt at all.

The more he felt sorry for him, the more anxious he became, worried that he would really become useless.

Li Mo'er was awakened by Shen Zicen's muffled groan. She opened her sleepy eyes, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep again.

She subconsciously looked to her side and saw Shen Zicen sitting on the edge of the bed, doing something.

By the faint moonlight streaming through the window, I saw the ointment by the bedside.

He was indeed hiding his injury from her, afraid that Shen Zicen would find out. She quickly closed her eyes, and could hear the sound of Shen Zicen's fingers gripping the blanket.

He was so badly injured, why didn't he say anything?

Li Mo'er only opened her eyes when she felt the bedside sink in.

To prevent herself from falling asleep again, she kept her eyes open and waited for Shen Zicen to fall asleep.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she heard steady breathing beside her. She gently stepped over Shen Zicen and got off the bed.

Worried that Shen Zicen might wake up in the middle of the night, she lit some calming incense to help him sleep more comfortably.

He tiptoed out of the room and, by the faint moonlight, returned to the Li residence through the back door.

Upon entering the courtyard, she saw that Su Yanli's room was still lit. She had assumed that Su Yanli was already asleep, but she was surprised to find that he was still awake.

Looking at the figure reflected in the window, Li Mo'er felt a pang of heartache. He was pregnant, yet he still had to stay up all night.

She gently pushed open the door. Su Yanli had just finished calculating the day's accounts and was intently studying the contract when she heard the door open. Startled, she dropped the contract in her hand.

When he turned around and saw that it was Li Mo'er, he patted his chest in relief. He had just been about to call Li Lin over.

Because he was staying in the house, and Li Lin, Uncle Li, and Aunt Li were all there, he didn't lock the door. Besides, he didn't know when Mo'er would be back tonight.

Since she didn't say she was going to stay out overnight, he would leave the door open for Mo'er.

Looking at the frightened Su Yanli, Li Mo'er felt a pang of regret. She should have knocked quietly on the door first before coming in.

He walked to Su Yanli's side, pulled him into his arms, and nuzzled his head against Su Yanli's shoulder. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Looking at the ledgers."

Su Yanli was about to reach out and show the account book to Li Mo'er when Li Mo'er pulled her hand back.

She lowered her head, feigning disappointment, "So you weren't waiting for me after all."

Hearing Li Mo'er's muffled voice, Su Yanli coaxed, "I'm waiting for you. If I wasn't waiting for you, I would have gone to sleep long ago."

When Li Mo'er heard Su Yanli say he missed her, she quickly looked up and kissed him on the cheek.

"Hehe, I knew it."