Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Shenhe leaned back on the sofa, letting out a comfortable sigh. He put his arm around Li Yuetong's waist and patted her smooth back like he was comforting a baby.

Li Yuetong wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her blushing face in the crook of his shoulder, closed her eyes and nestled quietly against him, being incredibly docile.

After a moment, Li Yuetong gently sat up, her watery peach blossom eyes gazing at Shenhe. Her lips moved as if she wanted to speak, but she hesitated, and finally spoke softly.

"Mr. Shen, I like you."

After saying that, she gently kissed the corner of his lips, then shyly shrank back into his shoulder.

Shenhe chuckled indulgently.

Li Yuetong rubbed her face against his neck.

Although Mr. Shen didn't say anything, she could clearly feel his affection for her.

"Alright, Tongtong, get up and get ready. We still have things to take care of."

"Um."

Li Yuetong raised her head, revealing a mischievous smile, and tied her hair up with her hands behind her head.

Shenhe's eyes brightened, as if he had thought of something.

He knew that Li Yuetong was a hardworking and good girl who would take the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks and do housework after meals.

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Li Yuetong walked towards the bathroom, tugging at the straps of her dress that were stuck around her waist as she went.

Finally, it was allowed to slide down gently, its snow-white silhouette, with its beautiful lines and graceful, pleasing figure, was breathtaking.

A pair of pink and white jade feet, delicate, small and exquisite, each step felt like stepping on his heart.

Li Wei gently opened the door a crack, and upon seeing Li Yuetong's rosy face, his expression turned extremely ugly, and the pain in his heart was beyond words.

The faint, lingering sound from before kept echoing in his mind, refusing to dissipate.

His eyes were red as he stared intently at Li Yuetong, his gaze filled with resentment and anger. He couldn't understand why things had turned out this way. He had some doubts before, and he wondered what must have happened between the two of them.

But he never said anything. As long as she didn't show it, he pretended not to know, and they could still be a good couple. But now why is she hiding it from everyone?

He was about to burst into a tirade, wanting to demand an explanation: how could she possibly have the face to step into the house again?

Suddenly, a large hand pressed down on the door and pulled it open. Li Wei saw Shen He with a calm expression. Her lips trembled, but she didn't dare to say a word. Her expression froze on her face, and she subconsciously took two steps back.

Li Wei's father stood not far away, looking towards the door. Because of the angle, he couldn't see Shenhe. He immediately pointed at Li Yuetong and angrily shouted, "Li Yuetong, you...you still have the nerve to come back! Wasn't our Li Wei good enough to you? Why did you do something to betray him! And cause such a commotion...you're shameless! A disgrace!"

As he spoke, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking as if he couldn't bear to recall the past.

Li Yuetong had just thought that she probably wouldn't come back again, so she didn't deliberately suppress those voices.

She had no idea that the building's soundproofing was poor, and that she might actually be able to hear things faintly.

At this point, she still didn't know what was going on. She only thought that she had brought Shenhe back and that they had guessed something. She walked towards her bedroom without saying a word, not wanting to explain anything anymore. What's done is done, and she would compensate them.

Mr. Shen said that steamed buns are now worth more than the tens of thousands of yuan in betrothal gifts. Money is just money, but steamed buns are life. After she pays them back, she won't owe them anything anymore.

Li Wei's father was still muttering about the family's misfortune when he suddenly saw Shen He walk in. His voice caught in his throat, and he could only stammer "you, you, you," unable to speak for a long time.

Finally, he hurriedly lowered his head, turned around and shrank into the innermost sofa, sighing heavily.

According to Yue Tong, this guy surnamed Shen dares to go out alone to kill monsters and find supplies, but he's too old to mess with.