Nanxi is not pleased

Wen Zhi had a treasure, which allowed her to enter other people's dreams.
Therefore, on her first day residing at the Shang family residence, she decided to explore Lady Shang's dreams first, to curry favor with her by pandering to her preferences...
But an accidental bug occurred, and the person who ended up sharing Wen Zhi's dream was the person in charge of the Shang family, and her best friend's cousin, Shang Hexing!
To figure out whether it was her own dream or a shared one, Wen Zhi discreetly told her best friend, "Your cousin has a red mole on his chest."
Her best friend, horrified, warned her, "My cousin is an unattainable flower, cold-hearted and solely focused on his career. There's no future between you two."
Wen Zhi was relieved. This must be her own dream.
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Recently, Shang Hexing had been troubled by frequent dreams at night.
In those dreams, the same woman always appeared, with a delicate and soft body and a sweet, mellow voice that completely mesmerized him.
It wasn't until he noticed that the young girl his mother had taken in was recently looking at him with panicked eyes...

Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

Although she hadn't mentioned a single word, Shang Hexing still figured it out.


She sighed with her head down and answered the question Shang Hexing had just asked, "I have no quarrel with Liang Yin. I was just young and lacking in taste, once having a crush on him. After he found out, he didn't take it seriously which was one thing, but he also teased me about it. Later, he joined the military, and I haven't seen him for many years."


Shang Hexing: "Indeed, lacking in taste."


Shang Hexing's expression returned to normal: "Tell me, what did you see in him at first?"


Wen Zhi took a deep breath: "I was young back then."


Shang Hexing acknowledged: "There is a certain reason, immaturity of mind, what else?"


"…" Wen Zhi pursed her lips: "I've forgotten."


She certainly didn't want to say more. That period of adolescent angst was too embarrassing; it was to the extent that she absolutely did not want to mention it herself.


What do you see in him?