Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
My phone?
Zhuang Nainai dug out her phone from her bag. She pressed the buttons and muttered angrily,
Terrible phone! It died again!
The butler was speechless.
Nobody in the room knew where to look.
Mr. Si’s fit of anger minutes ago were all for nothing!
Zhuang Nainai stared at her phone, then turned it over to remove the battery. She then placed it back and switched on the phone again.
At the phone being switched on, a deafening ringtone sounded in the mansion.
Zhuang Nainai smiled apologetically and waved her phone in the butler’s face.
It’s a fake, it doesn’t work great…
Zhuang Nainai then looked near the living room downstairs, where broken pieces of an expensive-looking phone lay scattered on the floor. She looked at Si Zhengting in puzzlement and asked,
What happened… to your phone?
Si Zhengting did not know what to do with her.
He loosened his necktie again, but that did not relieve the tightness in his chest.
He therefore removed his necktie and also unbuttoned the top button on his shirt, trying to tame his breathing while he was at it. He finally managed to reply in a calm voice,
I accidentally dropped it.
Zhuang Nainai said nothing.
She looked down from near the top of the stairs and, making use of the silence that ensued, advanced another two steps up. She was then in her bedroom in a flash.
The butler did not know what to do with the funny but exasperating girl.
Si Zhengting grew sullen at her escape. He could not understand why she was so afraid of him. He caught sight of her face and wondered what happened to her.
Zhuang Nainai hid in the room and still felt jittery.
If she had run any slower, she would have become the undeserving target of Si Zhengting’s wrath.
She sighed and sat down in front of the vanity. Five faint streaks could be seen on the delicate face in the mirror.
Thanks to her good skin, even the littlest injury looked conspicuous on her body.
Zhuang Nainai ran her fingers over her face and combed her long hair forward, but it did little to cover her face.
Just as she was contemplating on how to slip through the night undetected, she heard the door open.
Zhuang Nainai jumped up immediately and dashed into the bathroom the same moment Si Zhengting stepped into the room. She turned on the tap and let the water run, pretending to be in the shower.
Si Zhengting got changed and looked at the glass door of the bathroom. He clenched and unclenched his fists, his brows furrowing. He then stood and walked towards the bathroom.
But right then, Zhuang Nainai’s phone rang.
Si Zhengting turned and saw Zhuang Nainai’s phone on the vanity.
He wanted to ignore the ringing but the caller was persistent. The phone rang again five seconds after the first try.
Si Zhengting walked over and looked at the name displayed on the screen. It was Manager Wang. Her supervisor at work?
Si Zhengting looked once at the bathroom and pressed the answer key. He had not even spoken when the caller brought about an onslaught of verbal abuse.
Zhuang Nainai, I’m telling, you are done for! You are in big trouble!
