Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
Outside the Si’s mansion, a black and nondescript car was stationed alone.
The driver sat in the driver’s seat, not daring to breathe. He used the rear view mirror to look at the man who had been sitting there the entire afternoon, not saying a word.
He sat there, his gaze stern yet revealing a degree of loneliness.
Evidently, in the afternoon at the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was Sir who’d bullied Ms. Gu – no, she should now be referred to as Mrs. Si. Now, why did it seem like he was the one who was bullied?
His loneliness felt especially suffocating.
But, loneliness? Desolation?
The driver shook his head, shoving this weird idea to the back of his head.
Sir had always been firm and decisive, high and mighty. Since when could these kinds of adjectives be used to relate to him?
At this moment, the car door rang to signal it was being unlocked.
The car window was winded down, showing executive assistant Ji’s face.
He bewilderedly looked at Si Zhengting.
Sir, aren’t you getting off the car?
Only at this moment did Si Zhengting finally lift his head. His chilling gaze swept over Ji Chen, suddenly making him feel a chill at the back of his neck.
Ji Chen swallowed his saliva, bit the bullet, and said,
Sir, it’s late, you should finish work and return home.
Si Zhengting didn’t say a word. He looked straight at Ji Chen. The pressure felt like that of an actual mountain pressing on him.
Ji Chen trembled with fear at how he was being looked at.
Sir?
Si Zhengting’s gaze was unchanged.
Smile a little.
Ji Chen thought, why did he feel like like he was being played with? And what was with this kind of strange request?
But at this moment, Sir’s manner was too imposing. Dare he disobey the command?
Ji Chen sensibly squeezed out the hint of a smile.
Si Zhengting’s gaze swept across his face, not letting go of any detail. He then drew back his gaze. After a pause, he spat out these three words,
That’s too ugly.
Ji Chen knew it! Wasn’t it because Ms. Zhuang praised his smile?
Si Zhengting faced forward. Only after a while did he open the car door and walk out.
Ji Chen bowed his head and followed behind him.
Si Zhengting walked two steps forward, then suddenly stopped walking. Ji Chen had lowered his head and didn’t manage to stop his tracks in time; he overtook him from the side.
At this moment, Si Zhengting suddenly reached out his hand, tightly clutching his arm.
Ji Chen felt that his own arm was going to break in that instant! That sheer force!
At the side of his head, he could see the way Sir looked at his arm. It was almost a spitfire, then he recalled, it was like… the arm Ms. Zhuang pulled on today was this arm?
Ji Chen couldn’t laugh nor cry, but it was really too painful, he couldn’t help but remind Si Zhengting by saying,
Sir?
Only then did it seem like Si Zhengting recovered his senses, slowly letting go of him. Then, he said,
Oh, I accidentally used too much strength.
Ji Chen was alarmed and speechless.
Enduring with a head full of cold sweat, Ji Chen smiled apologetically.
It’s alright, Sir.
Ji Chen, are you happy working for me?
Si Zhengting indifferently asked.
This tricky question!
Can he say no?
Ji Chen continued smiling.
Yes, Sir.
Well, you don’t have to express that all the time.
These cold words resounded.
Ji Chen immediately stopped smiling.
Understood, Sir.
Next time, in front of Sir, he definitely can’t smile!
Only then was Si Zhengting satisfied, bypassing him and moving forward.
His eyes darkened, suddenly feeling as if his actions just now were childish and ridiculous.
However, he definitely won’t admit that he was jealous, and very jealous at that.
