Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
But what right did she have to give the warning?
Zhuang Nainai clenched her fists in fury. She felt as if every cell in her body was clamoring and that she was having a mental breakdown. Her emotions were getting out of control, and she was on the verge of tears.
Her heart felt as if it was sinking deeper and deeper in icy cold water and was ready to explode any second.
Right then, Si Zhengting’s low gentle voice rang in her ear.
Nainai?
It brought her attention back instantly.
Her rigid body slowly regained its senses, and her gaze fell once more on Ding Mengya, who had extended her hand forward again with a meaningful look in her eyes.
Her hand was slender and fair, and her fingers were pretty like Si Zhengting’s. But that hand disgusted Zhuang Nainai.
She drew a deep breath and could feel Si Zhengting’s gaze at her side without looking.
He would definitely be unhappy if she refused to shake her hand and displayed her animosity. But to shake Ding Mengya’s hand… that dirty hand!
Zhuang Nainai bit down on her lips and thought of an idea. She lowered her head and clutched her stomach, bending over in pain.
Owww…
She then looked up miserably and said,
My stomach hurts so much, I have to go to the washroom.
She then dashed upstairs into the bedroom, still covering her stomach, and locked herself in the bathroom.
The bathroom was huge, but Zhuang Nainai still felt suffocated in a place like this.
She forced herself to take a few deep breaths to keep her emotions under control.
She then sat on the toilet and buried her head deep in between her knees.
She knew it, she would not be able to keep her emotions in check when she met Ding Mengya.
But how dare she, how dare Ding Mengya appear in front her so righteously?
Zhuang Nainai’s lips twitched, and her hands clenched tightly into fists again.
After ten minutes, she was finally able to calm her feelings and the shock from suddenly meeting Ding Mengya.
Feeling that she had her emotions well under control, Zhuang Nainai walked out of the bathroom and right into the solid muscular chest of Si Zhengting.
He held onto her shoulders, and Zhuang Nainai lifted her head to meet Si Zhengting’s calm eyes.
Zhuang Nainai was shocked and remembered that she did not even pretend to flush the toilet. She was frantic as she tried to come up with an excuse when she heard him reassure her in a low voice,
Don’t worry.
Huh?
She did not understand what Si Zhengting was trying to say.
Si Zhengting’s eyes were dim, but he did not look angry.
My mother is very nice, don’t be nervous.
He thought that she was just nervous?
She mulled it over. If nothing had happened five years ago, her feelings would have indeed been jittery like that over meeting Ding Mengya now.
Zhuang Nainai could only play along with Si Zhengting’s assumption.
I was so rude just now, would your mother dislike me?
It was also a check to see if Ding Mengya had bad-mouthed her.
YOUR mother?
Si Zhengting’s brows wrinkled ever so slightly, but he would never correct her himself. He shook his head.
She asked me to come upstairs to check on you before saying anything else.
A glint flashed in Zhuang Nainai’s eyes. This mother-in-law knew how to play games!
