Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
What happens if one without flu takes flu medicine…
A Google search had roused Si Zhengting’s suspicion. His fists were suddenly clenched tight.
Si Zhengting was smart and had better logical analysis capabilities than many people.
To his memory, Zhuang Nainai and his mother had never met. There could not be any like or dislike for each other, so he had never thought of it that way.
But now, he suddenly recalled all her strange behavior over the weekends.
First, it was the hesitancy over wanting to say something, and then, the next day, the sudden flu and the 45-degree-Celsius fever. On top of that, she had spit out the flu medicine…
He then remembered how she addressed his mother as
your mother.
She even refused to shake his mother’s hand by feigning a stomachache.
And now, even her mother’s gift was…
Si Zhengting sucked in a deep breath and walked to the dustbin. He bent down to pick up the wooden box. His penetrative dark eyes bore long into the box, as if he could see right through it.
After a long while, he opened the box. The jade bangle sat unharmed in it.
Si Zhengting’s eyes narrowed sharply. Anger filled his chest, and an aggressive violent aura surrounded him.
Zhuang Nainai gulped down her breakfast in ten minutes so she would not be late. She wiped her mouth on a serviette and looked towards the stairs.
Why was Si Zhengting taking so long with the phone?
She washed her hands and decided to head upstairs to check.
The castle-like mansion’s second level was huge and there were many rooms. Zhuang Nainai came to their master bedroom and gently pushed the door open.
The room was brightly lit and the blanket was still heaped on the bed. However, there was no one in the room.
Zhuang Nainai took two steps forward towards the balcony.
She opened the glass door, and the stench of tobacco smoke shocked her.
She never knew Si Zhengting smoked. What was happening?
She was in a daze when Si Zhengting turned at the sound of the door. His face was beautiful and elegant under the sunlight and smoke, but he wore an expression so cold nobody would dare approach him.
His deep eyes would send chills down people’s spines, and Zhuang Nainai could not figure out what he was thinking.
Zhuang Nainai swallowed, feeling as if they were back to before they made up. No, this felt even worse than that.
They were together so intimately just last night, but right then, they seemed like strangers.
Zhuang Nainai looked at the clock. It was already 8:25 am. There was no time to think too much.
Work started at 9 am, and there would definitely be a jam during the morning peak hour.
Zhuang Nainai panicked and discarded all her worries.
Si Zhengting, we…
He strode over abruptly before she could finish her sentence.
Zhuang Nainai let him through and was about to continue when he walked right past her without even looking at her.
He extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, slipped his phone into his pocket, and marched downstairs.
What was wrong with him today? Was he unhappy with something again?
Zhuang Nainai blinked and bit down on her lips.
Forget it, he was proud and petty like that, she would not hold it against him.
