Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
It was understandable to lash out at your family when you were upset.
She started to look past his wrongdoings and picked up her phone.
She did not eat with him during lunch; he might have skipped his own lunch.
Si Zhengting had gastric problems, it was bad for his health if he did not eat!
Zhuang Nainai ordered a takeout for Si Zhengting on her phone.
She then sent Ji Chen a text message.
Executive assistant Ji, prepare some change.
Still feeling concerned after the first message, she then sent another to Si Zhengting.
Si Zhengting, remember to eat lunch.
She then relaxed and proceeded to stare ahead of her in a daze.
In the top floor office…
Si Zhengting was reviewing documents with low efficiency due to his bad mood and distracted mind.
Halfway through, he heard Ji Chen’s phone buzz. Ji Chen looked at the text and glanced at him.
Si Zhengting knew immediately that it was from Zhuang Nainai.
Did something happen to her?
He pondered, then his own phone on the table vibrated to alert an incoming text message.
Si Zhengting picked up his phone and paused when he saw the reminder, only putting it back down after a long while.
Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Dazhuang, the bodyguard, brought a delivery man to the door and asked hesitantly,
Sir, this man said that you… ordered a takeout.
Ordered a takeout?
Si Zhengting remembered the text from just now and realized what was going on.
This… was her doing?
Si Zhengting’s gaze darkened.
Ji Chen paid the delivery man and brought the pork bone ramen in. He lifted its cover, and a delicious scent wafted in the room. Ji Chen exclaimed,
How thoughtful of Madam! This noodle smells so good!
Si Zhengting gave him a cold stare.
Busybody.
Ji Chen straightened up instantly and lowered his head reverently.
Sir, that’s my bad. I still have something to attend to outside, I’ll go check on that.
Ji Chen then walked out and closed the door behind him. Through the slit of the door, he saw Si Zhengting stare at the noodles for a long time before finally picking up the chopsticks and eating it.
Sir… why do you have to act so cold…
Perhaps the noodles warmed Si Zhengting’s stomach; he felt the anger within him simmer down and subside.
The fragrance of the bone broth and spring onion lingered in his mouth, and his thoughts calmed.
Recalling the incident in the morning, he suddenly felt that he’d been too rash.
Even if she did not care for him or the marriage, she should not have such a big reaction from Mrs. Ding’s gift. Therefore… was there a secret between Zhuang Nainai and Mrs. Ding?
Si Zhengting suddenly felt his chest tighten and his eyes grew dark.
A thought came to him.
It was quickly time to go home. Everyone left happily as it was rare that they did not have to work overtime.
Zhuang Nainai considered and decided to go up to the top floor.
Si Zhengting was a workaholic, he must not have left yet.
She was right, the bodyguards were still stationed outside his office. This time around, nobody stopped her when she approached.
Zhuang Nainai was elated. It appeared that Si Zhengting was in a better mood now.
She opened the door quietly and looked in. Someone suddenly grabbed her arm and she was pulled forward…
Thud!
Her back was pushed against the wall and an aggressive masculine air cornered her.
Before she could figure out what was going on, she heard Si Zhengting’s low voice in her ear.
Zhuang Nainai, why do you not like my mother?
