Before Chuxia could finish her sentence, Sister Hua interrupted without letting her explain, "Busy? Can he be so busy that he doesn’t come home for months or even half a year? Young Madam, do you think that’s reasonable?"
Chuxia was choked up for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Sister Hua glanced at Chuxia and continued, "Moreover, even if the Young Master really is too busy to come home, should you really just let it go? Wouldn’t you even make a phone call?"
"I... I’m afraid of disturbing him..." Chuxia retorted, but for some unknown reason, what she usually considered rightful now seemed a bit lacking in confidence.
"Young Madam, you and the Young Master are husband and wife... the closest of people. How could your call disturb him?"
Chuxia’s eyes dimmed slightly, and she suddenly fell silent. Are spouses really the closest people? But Che dislikes her so much, how could he possibly be her closest person?
Sensing the shift in Chuxia’s mood, Sister Hua softened her tone slightly, understanding the issues between the two to some extent, "Young Madam, I believe that no matter what, you are still the Young Master’s wife. Since the Young Master didn’t refuse Madam and married you, it indicates that he is still willing to accept you. So, as long as you keep trying, one day, the Young Master will accept you."
Trying? Hadn’t she been trying hard enough these past three years? Effort here, effort there, but in the end, he only grew to dislike her more.
Sister Hua spoke casually because she hadn’t really witnessed the interactions between Che and her. Once she did, she would realize how impractical her words were.
Not wanting to dampen her enthusiasm, Chuxia lowered her eyes and remained silent, but the gloominess in her eyes persisted.
Nevertheless, Sister Hua still laid out a battle plan for her. The first step, of course, was to get Che to come home. Only by coming home and spending time together could their feelings develop and warm up.
Thus, Sister Hua gestured to Chuxia to call Che.
Chuxia looked at Sister Hua hesitantly, pursed her lips, and then spoke with some difficulty, "Do I really... need to call him? The Young Master is... really busy."
She even emphasized the word "busy."
Sister Hua stared at her implacably, "Young Madam, Madam has tasked me with ensuring you and the Young Master get together. You can’t remain indifferent. Madam still has high hopes for you. You wouldn’t let Madam down, would you?"
Sister Hua’s tone was mild but carried an irrefutable note. Chuxia thought about the three-month ultimate deadline, bit her lip, took out her phone from her bag, and dialed Che’s number.