After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Was Forced to Play the Role of a Scumbag Alpha (GL) - Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Caught once by Shen Hanzhi, the little girl clearly paid more attention. After a few tries, she mostly learned how to hold the pen.

Then Shen Hanzhi wrote “Wen Jin” stroke by stroke on the paper. The little girl, afraid she’d forget, stood up and leaned over to look at the paper. Seeing her struggle, Shen Hanzhi stood up, feeling back pain from circling her to write. She patted her thigh. “Little Jin, sit here to see better.”

The little girl’s face turned red. Usually, Sister lifted her onto her lap, but now Sister wanted her to sit there herself. Even her neck flushed with shyness.

Shen Hanzhi chuckled and poked the little girl’s dimple. “Why so shy? Don’t you often sit here?”

Saying this, Shen Hanzhi reached for the little girl’s hand. The little girl felt her legs go weak and softly called, “Sister.”

“I’m here. Sit here to see clearly and learn faster.” Shen Hanzhi coaxed, squeezing the little girl’s palm.

Unable to resist such gentle coaxing, the little girl’s legs weakened further. She obediently sat on Shen Hanzhi’s lap, her face red.

Seeing the little rabbit take the bait, Shen Hanzhi’s eyes curved. She pulled her closer for comfort and coaxed thoughtfully, “It’s fine. Sitting on others’ laps isn’t okay, but sitting on your wife’s is. Just learn to write well. If you learn your name today, the task is done. I’ll write it again.”

Shen Hanzhi spoke, picked up the pen, and slowly wrote on the paper, explaining strokes like horizontal, vertical, left-falling, and right-falling.

The little girl felt Shen Hanzhi’s warm breath on her neck, making her legs weaker. Afraid of disappointing Sister by not learning, she tried to focus, but sitting on Sister’s lap made her heart race.

Unaware of the little girl’s thoughts, Shen Hanzhi placed her left hand on her cheek, her fingertip brushing her dimple. “See it clearly?”

The little girl shook her head slightly, looking at Shen Hanzhi innocently. Shen Hanzhi smiled, rubbed her head, and said, “Okay, let’s do it again. I’ll guide you. Watch carefully, alright?”

“Okay.” The little girl nodded, staring at Shen Hanzhi, her throat dry despite drinking water earlier.

Seeing her still looking, Shen Hanzhi scraped her cheek and smiled. “Try writing after this. You keep staring at me. Haven’t seen enough?”

“Sister is pretty.” The little girl tilted her face, leaning on Shen Hanzhi’s shoulder to act coy.

Shen Hanzhi turned the little girl’s face forward and laughed. “If you don’t learn, you can’t cling to me today. Got it?”

Her tone carried a smile, and the little girl knew Sister was teasing. Still, she nodded, wanting to stay close to Sister.

Seeing the little rabbit behave, Shen Hanzhi held her hand, guiding her stroke by stroke on the A4 paper. “Look, keep lines straight and fill the space. It makes the characters full. I’ll buy grid notebooks online and some phonics materials. Try it yourself.”

“Okay.” The little girl roughly memorized the strokes, but when writing, the pen felt disobedient. She struggled to write a wobbly “Wen.”

Looking at the uneven character, Wen Jin deflated like a sad little rabbit, losing spirit. She feared Sister would think her stupid and cautiously glanced at Shen Hanzhi’s expression.

Seeing the wobbly writing, Shen Hanzhi smiled. “For your first time, this is already good. Let’s practice a few more times. The ‘Jin’ is harder.”

Shen Hanzhi patiently guided the little girl’s hand, writing repeatedly on the paper.

Wen Jin gradually found her rhythm and practiced diligently, soon filling a sheet with “Wen Jin.”

Her eyes sparkled as she turned to Shen Hanzhi, proudly holding up the A4 paper. “Sister, look at my writing.”

The characters were still wobbly, but for her first time holding a pen, Shen Hanzhi didn’t want to discourage her. She said softly, “Great job. My Little Jin is the smartest. You learned so quickly.”

“I’ll write more.” Praised by Shen Hanzhi, the little girl’s enthusiasm surged. She filled another page, enjoying the focus of writing, even forgetting she was on Sister’s lap.

Seeing her diligence, Shen Hanzhi’s lips curved. Her little rabbit was quite studious.

Shen Hanzhi picked up her phone and ordered grid notebooks, phonics cards, and basic math cards from a local store.

The naive little rabbit didn’t think learning her name was the end, did she? The real challenge was coming.

Looking at her orders, Shen Hanzhi shook her head with a wry smile. She was practically raising a daughter early.

The little rabbit proudly showed Shen Hanzhi the second sheet, asking eagerly, “Sister, how do I write your name?”

Her starry eyes dazzled Shen Hanzhi, who paused before answering, “Okay, I’ll show you. My name is simpler.”

Shen Hanzhi rubbed her head, took the pen, and slowly wrote “Shen Hanzhi” on the paper. “See, my name has fewer strokes than yours.”

The little girl nodded, leaning back into Shen Hanzhi’s arms to act coy. “Sister, hold my hand and teach me. I’m not good at it.”

“Okay. Writing your name well on your first try is already impressive.” Shen Hanzhi said, holding her right hand and guiding her to write.

Learning Shen Hanzhi’s name, the little girl was extra serious, memorizing each stroke. Sister was her most important person, and she wanted to write her name well.

After a few guided tries, the little girl looked at Shen Hanzhi, blinking. “Sister, I’ll try it myself.”

“Okay, write it.” Shen Hanzhi rubbed her head and smiled.

The little girl wrote diligently, with Shen Hanzhi watching from behind. She thought she’d be the type to spoil her kids if she became a mom.

Soon, the little girl filled a sheet. Her writing had visibly improved, much neater than her own name earlier.

She eagerly showed Shen Hanzhi. “Sister, look.”

Shen Hanzhi pulled the little rabbit closer and said softly, “Great job, much better than before. My Little Jin is the smartest little rabbit.”

Embarrassed by the praise, the little girl buried her face in Shen Hanzhi’s arms, checking her expression. Seeing no impatience, she relaxed, though she worried she was too clingy.

“Alright, you’ve written for a while. Rest and eat some fruit downstairs.” Shen Hanzhi poked her dimple and smiled.

“I want to write more.” The little girl was in the zone and didn’t want to stop. At Rose Manor, she never dared dream of this. She thought she’d be locked away forever, knowing nothing. Now, she finally had a chance to learn.

“Okay, practice on your own. I’ll make a salad.” Shen Hanzhi lifted the little girl slightly, set her on the boss’s chair, and went downstairs.

As Shen Hanzhi went downstairs, she received a system reminder.

“Darling, you haven’t earned today’s Scum Alpha points. Don’t forget, failing to get them means erasure.” The system’s shrill mechanical voice rang out, souring Shen Hanzhi’s mood.

“I know. I haven’t found a chance to be harsh.” The little girl was so soft and cute; Shen Hanzhi couldn’t bring herself to scold her.

“Just reminding you, darling.” The system’s grating voice carried a playful tone, giving Shen Hanzhi goosebumps.

“I got it. Shut up.” Unlike with the little girl, Shen Hanzhi had no patience for the system and told it to be quiet.

She went to the kitchen, took fruits and two yogurts from the fridge, and peeled the fruit at the table. Yang Man saw her working and said, “President Shen, let me do it. You go work.”

Shen Hanzhi smiled casually. “No need, I’ll do it. You rest.”

It was just peeling fruit; she wasn’t a tyrant. She could handle it.

Seeing Shen Hanzhi didn’t need her, Yang Man went to do other tasks.

Shen Hanzhi soon finished the fruit yogurt salad and carried it upstairs. The little girl was still writing diligently in the study.

Shen Hanzhi placed the salad on the desk, took a deep breath to prepare her emotions, and steeled herself. Earning Scum Alpha points was necessary, or if she were gone, what would happen to the pitiful little white rabbit?

Shen Hanzhi erased her gentle expression, furrowed her brow, and said harshly, “You wrote my name this badly? Write it ten more times as punishment!”

The little girl, focused on writing, was startled by Shen Hanzhi’s sudden words. She looked up dazedly, tightened her grip on the pen, and glanced at her wobbly writing. Despite practicing two pages, it was still uneven. No wonder Sister was angry.

Looking at the two pages, the little girl sniffled, tears falling onto the A4 paper filled with Shen Hanzhi’s name. She was so useless, unable to write Sister’s name well.

Overwhelmed with self-blame, she cried so hard she couldn’t see the paper clearly.

At the same time, Shen Hanzhi heard the system’s mechanical voice in her mind. “Congrats, darling, you earned one Scum point. Keep it up!”

Ignoring the system, Shen Hanzhi hurried over, pulled the little girl into her arms, and coaxed, “I’m sorry, Little Jin. My tone was awful. For your first time, you did great. Don’t cry, okay?”

The little girl buried her face in Shen Hanzhi’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. She wiped her tears to barely see, checking Shen Hanzhi’s expression, fearing she’d hate her for this.

“Sister, don’t be mad. I’ll try harder and write your name beautifully. Wife, don’t be angry.” The little girl sobbed, calling her “wife” to calm Shen Hanzhi down.

Shen Hanzhi wasn’t angry; the system forced her. Seeing the little girl cry so hard, she lifted her horizontally, sat on the study’s single sofa, and let her sit on her lap, coaxing, “Don’t cry, okay? I’m sorry, I was too harsh. My little rabbit, don’t cry, alright?”

Seeing Shen Hanzhi return to her usual gentle self, the little girl buried her face in her arms, rubbing her cheek against her neck, whimpering softly. “Wife, don’t abandon me. I love you. Don’t be mad.”

Crying and saying sweet words, the little girl feared Shen Hanzhi would really reject her.

Shen Hanzhi held her tightly, coaxing patiently, “I won’t abandon you. Don’t worry. My attitude was bad and scared my little rabbit. Don’t be mad at me, okay, wife?”

Shen Hanzhi’s warm breath hit the little girl’s ear. Her already red ear tips twitched sensitively at “wife.”

Her heart raced. Sister just called her “wife” on her own?

She sniffled, looked at Shen Hanzhi, her eyes misty. “Sister, you just called me wife?”

Seeing the little girl finally stop crying, Shen Hanzhi coaxed softly, “Yes, we’re married. You’re my wife. Don’t cry. Let’s eat some fruit salad, okay?”

The little girl, easily swayed by a few “wife” calls, was soothed. She rubbed her face against Shen Hanzhi’s shoulder, mumbling, “Okay, but I’ll practice writing later. I must make your name look good today.”

“Good. My Little Jin is the best. Eat some fruit to recharge, then write.” Shen Hanzhi lifted her, sat back in the boss’s chair, moved the A4 paper aside, and brought over the fruit salad.

She prepared two spoons, but after making the little girl cry, Shen Hanzhi felt guilty. She wanted to pamper her, not make her eat on her own.

She scooped a spoonful of mango and fed it to the little girl’s lips. “Little Jin, try it. Is it good?”

Seeing the spoon, the little girl obediently ate a bite and swallowed, saying, “Sister, I can do it myself.”

“No need. I’ll feed you. Try this lychee. I removed the pit, so just eat.” Shen Hanzhi scooped a lychee and coaxed softly.

The little girl took a bite, her eyes lighting up. Aunt Liu had brought her lychees before, but they weren’t cheap. Though she loved them, she told Aunt Liu she didn’t like them much to avoid burdening her.

“So sweet.” The little girl’s bright eyes looked at Shen Hanzhi, making her feel guilty. The little girl’s eyes were still red.

Seeing she liked it, Shen Hanzhi quickly fed another spoonful. “If it’s good, eat more. I’ll have more fruit delivered tomorrow so my little rabbit is full.”

Holding her from behind, Shen Hanzhi’s warm breath tickled Wen Jin’s ears and neck. Soon, the little girl leaned softly into her arms.

Hearing Shen Hanzhi’s words, the little girl worried she was too expensive. Knowing money’s importance, she feared Sister couldn’t afford her. She looked at Shen Hanzhi sincerely. “Sister, am I too costly?”

Shen Hanzhi laughed, pinched her cheek, and said, “No. Sister has plenty of money to support you. Don’t worry. Have some watermelon.”

Shen Hanzhi fed her watermelon. Held in her arms and fed fruit, the little girl felt spoiled. Besides her mom, no one had fed her like this.

After eating a bit, she couldn’t anymore. She scooped some watermelon and fed it to Shen Hanzhi’s lips, her eyes bright. “Sister, I’ll feed you too.”

Shen Hanzhi accepted her kindness, eating the salad she offered. Seeing her eat, the little girl’s eyes sparkled with joy.

They fed each other stickily, finishing most of the large fruit salad.

The little girl leaned comfortably in Shen Hanzhi’s arms, reluctant to move, but remembered earlier and looked at her. “Sister, I want to write.”

“Okay, sit here and write. I forgot to mention, posture matters. Don’t sit too close, or it’s bad for your eyes.” Shen Hanzhi set her on the chair and sat aside to watch.

The little girl eagerly took a new A4 sheet and wrote Shen Hanzhi’s name repeatedly.

Midway, Shen Hanzhi got a call that her orders arrived. She had Yang Man bring them to the study.

Though writing, the little girl was curious about what Sister bought and sneaked a peek, caught by Shen Hanzhi.

Her ear tips red, she looked at the bag and asked, “Sister, what did you buy?”

“Study materials for you—grid notebooks, phonics cards, math cards. I’ll teach you basics slowly. In a month, I’ll find a tutor to teach you these fundamentals.” Shen Hanzhi smiled.

Hearing Sister would get someone else to teach her, the little girl thought she was angry. Her eyes reddened, and she looked at Shen Hanzhi pitifully. “Wife, are you still mad? Don’t you want to teach me?”

Shen Hanzhi hurried over, rubbed her head, and said, “No, I’m not a professional teacher, and I have company matters, so I can’t always be home. A professional tutor will help you learn faster. These things may seem useless now, but they’ll be useful later. If you want to experience school, you’ll need some basics for me to get you in.”

Hearing “school,” the little girl’s eyes lit up. “Can I go to school too?”

Shen Hanzhi nodded with a smile. “Of course, if you want, I’ll make it happen.”

The little girl’s eyes brightened, her ear tips slightly red, as she acted coy. “Wife, you’re so good.”

“I’m only this good to my little rabbit.” Shen Hanzhi chuckled, organizing the grid notebooks, phonics cards, and math cards on the desk’s right corner.

Seeing the little rabbit writing diligently again, Shen Hanzhi didn’t disturb her and sat on the single sofa, opening WeChat.

The original body had one secretary and two assistants, trusting Zhou Danqing the most for confidential matters, including personal ones. Wanting to investigate Zhang Lilin, Shen Hanzhi messaged Zhou Danqing to handle it and find new secretary candidates.

After this, Shen Hanzhi checked the original body’s assets. She owned numerous properties and estates, including two vineyards in nearby cities and shares in the Shen Group.

Around five, Shen Hanzhi received Liu Fang’s contact info and address from Zhou Danqing.

Meanwhile, Liu Fang was at a special education school, visiting her daughter on a rare day off.

Her daughter’s teacher, Wu, saw her and approached. “Parent Liu Fang, did you bring next semester’s tuition? Most of the class has paid, just a few are left.”

Liu Fang smiled apologetically. “Teacher Wu, I’m sorry. You know my situation. I’ve spent years treating Liu Can’s illness, with little savings. Her recent hospitalization cost a lot. Give me a few days. Once I get my salary, I’ll pay right away.”

Teacher Wu sighed, seeing Liu Fang’s hardship, but collecting tuition was necessary. “I’ll talk to finance for a few days’ extension, but you must pay this week. I can’t explain to the school otherwise. Don’t make it hard for me.”

“Thank you, Teacher Wu. I’ll figure it out. How’s Liu Can doing at school lately?”

“She’s doing well, gets along with classmates, and has learned a lot. Her drawings are much better.” Talking about her students, Teacher Wu felt pity. They looked normal but had the mental capacity of six- or seven-year-olds. A short conversation revealed their differences.

“That’s good. Thank you for your care.” Liu Fang said quickly.

“It’s my job. You parents have it harder.”

As they spoke, a pretty girl ran over from the playground. “Mom, why are you here?”

“To see you and take you home later.” Liu Fang smiled, her eyes reddening. Her daughter looked like a twenty-something adult but was mentally a seven-year-old.

“Talk with your mom. I have work and will head back to the office.” Teacher Wu said goodbye and left.

Seeing her mother, Liu Can was thrilled, eagerly sharing, “Mom, I drew today, with lambs. Teacher Wu praised me.”

Looking at her daughter, Liu Fang’s eyes teared up. She’d worried for years, fearing her daughter would be looked down on or tricked by Alphas. Seeing her innocent joy, Liu Fang’s heart ached. If her daughter could learn and be happy at school, she’d find a way to pay tuition, no matter how hard.

“Great, let’s go home early today.”

Liu Fang took her daughter home, letting Liu Can watch cartoons in the living room while she prepared dinner in the kitchen. Just after washing vegetables, she got a call from the butler.

“Butler, is something up?” Usually, his calls meant trouble—overtime or criticism for poor work. Liu Fang’s heart tensed.

“Rose Manor might be sold soon. President Wen asked me to inform everyone. This month’s salary will be paid tomorrow morning. Come pack your things tomorrow. You’re all fired by the Wen family.” The butler’s tone was impatient, having repeated this all afternoon.

Liu Fang froze, asking urgently, “Fired? How can they just fire us? You know my situation. My daughter’s tuition is due. I was going to ask for next month’s salary in advance.”

“I know you have a disabled daughter, but President Wen’s decision isn’t up to me. They’re not withholding your pay, which is decent. Pack tomorrow and find a new job.” The butler, tired of talking, hung up.

Liu Fang couldn’t hold the phone steady, squatting and crying softly, covering her face. She’d worked for the Wen family for years, earning nearly five thousand monthly. Finding a job with steady pay of four or five thousand was hard. Even with tomorrow’s salary, she was three thousand short for tuition. Where would she get it?

Next month’s living expenses and her daughter’s tuition—where would she earn that? Her daughter was improving and learning at school. She didn’t want to give up. If she aged or passed away, how would her daughter survive without basic self-care skills?

Liu Fang covered her mouth tightly, not wanting her daughter to see her distress. She wanted her to stay happy every day.

Seeing the little girl write two more pages, Shen Hanzhi worried she’d overdo it on her first day. She tapped the desk lightly. “Little Jin, rest. You’ve written a long time.”

“Sister, is it prettier than before?” The little girl’s bright eyes looked at Shen Hanzhi.

“It’s already great. I got Aunt Liu’s number. Want to call her?” Shen Hanzhi walked to Wen Jin, rubbed her soft hair, and asked.

“Thank you, Sister. I want to call.” Wen Jin said eagerly, not having seen Aunt Liu in days.

“Okay, I’ll dial for you. Talk to her.” Shen Hanzhi pressed the call button and handed the phone to the little girl.

The little girl nervously listened to the ringing. After five rings, the other side picked up.

“Aunt Liu, it’s Little Jin.” Wen Jin said quickly when the call connected.

Liu Fang paused, her voice slightly hoarse. “Little Jin? Are you doing okay at the Shen house?”

Asking this, Liu Fang felt nervous, her red eyes tearing up again. She feared hearing Wen Jin wasn’t doing well, as she was powerless to help, just like her own situation. She wanted to save Wen Jin but couldn’t act.

“I’m good. Sister treats me well. Aunt Liu, you sound like you’re crying?” The little girl’s excitement calmed, sensing something off with Liu Fang.

“I’m fine. I’m relieved you’re doing well.” Hearing this, Liu Fang relaxed slightly.

“Aunt Liu, are you okay? If something’s wrong, tell me.” Only Liu Fang was kind to her at Rose Manor, and the little girl didn’t want her to be in trouble.

“Really, I’m fine. Take care of yourself. I’m just a servant. Don’t talk too much with me, or you’ll upset Miss Shen.” Liu Fang feared Wen Jin was hiding troubles, given Shen Hanzhi’s poor reputation. She worried Wen Jin wasn’t actually doing well.

“Aunt Liu…” The little girl looked helplessly at Shen Hanzhi, feeling Aunt Liu was in trouble.

Shen Hanzhi took the phone and spoke quickly, “I’m Shen Hanzhi. Don’t hang up. I’m calling because Little Jin doesn’t have familiar people here, and I often have company matters, so I can’t always stay home. I’m wondering if you’d consider quitting Rose Manor to come here and keep Little Jin company.”

Seeing Liu Fang didn’t respond, Shen Hanzhi continued, “Don’t worry. If you come, your salary will match my two aunts here, ten thousand monthly, paid on the 7th. Think about it.”

Liu Fang was stunned. She’d been worrying about work, and Little Jin’s call offered a job. But was Shen Hanzhi really as easygoing as she sounded?

With little time to think, Liu Fang was desperate. Even a tough path was a way out, and at the Shen house, she could protect Little Jin. She agreed almost instantly. “I’ll come, President Shen. I need to go to Rose Manor tomorrow, so probably the day after. I have to pick up my daughter from special education school in the evenings, so I can’t stay at Rose Manor overnight. But I work efficiently and will finish daily tasks. You don’t need to pay me ten thousand—five thousand is enough.”

Most servants lived on-site, but her situation was special. At Rose Manor, the butler often docked her pay for this. Liu Fang feared evening absences would upset Shen Hanzhi and offered half pay.

“It’s fine. Handle your evening matters. I’ll pay you ten thousand. Your main job is caring for Little Jin. Other villa tasks are handled by others. No rush—sort out your affairs first. I’ll send you the address later.” Shen Hanzhi’s tone stayed steady as she handed the phone back to Wen Jin.

“Aunt Liu, Sister agreed to let you come keep me company.” The little girl said happily into the phone, her eyes sparkling at Shen Hanzhi.

“Good, I’ll come the day after tomorrow. Little Jin, take care.” Liu Fang instructed, still worried Wen Jin might be mistreated at Shen Hanzhi’s, having watched her grow up.

“Okay, Sister and I will wait for you.” The little girl said joyfully, eager to jump into Shen Hanzhi’s arms and act coy.

After talking with Liu Fang a bit longer, the little girl hung up. She rushed into Shen Hanzhi’s arms, her face rubbing against her neck, acting coy. Sister was too good to her. The earlier scolding and tears were forgotten.

Shen Hanzhi rubbed her head. “Happy now?”

“Yes, Sister, you’re such a good person.” The little girl looked at Shen Hanzhi with bright eyes, sincerely exclaiming.

Shen Hanzhi laughed. The little white rabbit gave her another good person card—the second one.

She pinched the little white rabbit’s cheek, teasing, “You’re a good person too.”

At dinner, they weren’t very hungry. Aunt Song made rib porridge, and they sat in the dining room sipping it.

Thinking the little girl worked hard writing all afternoon, Shen Hanzhi asked, “What do you want to do tonight? Let’s rest and not practice writing.”

The little girl’s eyes darted, swallowing her porridge and looking at Shen Hanzhi. “Sister, just stay with me. Anything is fine.”

“Okay, let’s walk after to digest.” Shen Hanzhi put down her spoon, looking at Wen Jin.

The little girl nodded quickly. With Sister, she was happy doing anything.

After dinner, they changed into casual sportswear. Shen Hanzhi tied her hair high to stay cool.

She changed quickly and was ready when the little girl opened her door.

Seeing Shen Hanzhi’s new hairstyle, Wen Jin stared, thinking Sister looked good like this too.

Noticing her staring, Shen Hanzhi chuckled, shook her head, and poked her dimple. The little girl snapped back.

“Sister looks good like this too.” The little girl praised with bright eyes.

Shen Hanzhi stepped forward, pulling her into her arms. “When did my little white rabbit get so sweet?”

“No, I’m telling the truth. Sister is already pretty.” The little girl rubbed her cheek against Shen Hanzhi’s neck, looking up to act coy. She loved Sister holding her.

Shen Hanzhi pinched her cheek and laughed. “Let’s go take my little white rabbit to digest.”

Holding her hand, Shen Hanzhi walked out of the villa’s courtyard. The area was a gated villa community, accessible only to residents. Outsiders needed security to confirm with owners, making it very safe.

Shen Hanzhi led the little girl along the community’s path. The streetlights were bright, and groups of people strolled by, with some jogging at night.

As they walked, Shen Hanzhi noticed the little girl stop, standing stiffly, gripping her hand tightly.

Feeling her fear, Shen Hanzhi looked ahead and saw a refined female Alpha walking a large golden retriever toward them. The woman was tall, about Shen Hanzhi’s height, and the retriever was huge, like a small bear.

The little girl, scared, hid behind Shen Hanzhi, trembling slightly.

Shen Hanzhi recalled Wen Jin’s trauma from being locked in a dog cage in the original story. She gripped her hand and coaxed, “Little Jin, don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

She quickly addressed the woman with the dog. “Miss, sorry, my wife is really scared of dogs. Could you wait a moment? We’ll take another path, and you can come through. Sorry.”

Shen Hanzhi’s tone was sincere, and the woman stopped. She seemed to recognize Shen Hanzhi, saying, “President Shen?”

Shen Hanzhi hadn’t expected to meet an acquaintance of the original body. After a quick mental search, she recalled who she was.

“Miss Guan, sorry, it’s too dark. I didn’t recognize you.” Shen Hanzhi smiled.

Guan Ziyu nodded slightly. “I haven’t congratulated you on your marriage.”

“Thank you. My wife is afraid of dogs, so we’ll go first. Sorry for the trouble.” Shen Hanzhi said apologetically.

“No problem, go ahead.” Guan Ziyu stood still, waiting for Shen Hanzhi and Wen Jin to leave. Her eyes showed surprise. When did Shen Hanzhi become so polite? And she’d never seen her strolling here. Normally, at this time, President Shen would be at a bar having fun.

The golden retriever sat obediently, rubbing Guan Ziyu’s leg. Her slender fingers petted its head. “Xiaohua, let’s go back.”

The retriever wagged its tail, looking at its owner with a goofy expression, making Guan Ziyu chuckle.