Ling Chuxia looked at the words on the screen, "I miss you..." Her blood surged, and her face turned frighteningly red. She couldn’t possibly say such words aloud. Instead, she thought of another excuse. "I... I made your favorite braised pork today. Are you, are you coming back?"
Ling Chuxia’s words indeed startled Shi Che. Usually, if he was cold, she would just respectfully say, "Sorry to bother you," and then hang up the phone. But now, she had gone into an explanation and even mentioned that she made braised pork for him?
Shi Che fell silent, and Ling Chuxia also became anxious. She took a deep breath, as if afraid Shi Che would refuse, and quickly added another line, "Can you come back? I... I can’t finish so much alone..."
Sister Hua listened to Ling Chuxia’s improvised words, feeling a painful disappointment like one might fault an unteachable child.
Shi Che was utterly silent, and there was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time. If the call hadn’t still been connected, Ling Chuxia would have doubted whether Shi Che had already hung up.
But his silence also made her heart sink bit by bit. It seemed she wouldn’t be able to have Shi Che come back tonight. She lowered her eyes, her gaze dim, and was about to apologize when suddenly, a voice came through the phone, just one word, "Okay." Then, without any hesitation, the call was disconnected.
Ling Chuxia hadn’t recovered from his response when all she could hear was the beeping sound of the line disconnecting. She continued holding the phone, motionless.
Sister Hua couldn’t hold back anymore and directly asked, "How did it go? What did the young master say? Is he coming back home?"
Ling Chuxia still didn’t respond.
Sister Hua stared at Ling Chuxia’s vacant face, assuming the result wasn’t perfect; she sighed but still comforted her, "Young Madam, don’t be too sad. Maybe the young master is really busy. We can call him again later..."
Sister Hua hadn’t finished speaking when Ling Chuxia suddenly looked at her and said that in a daze. Sister Hua, stunned for a moment, then realized, and a smile bloomed on her face, "The young master is coming home? That’s wonderful! But why are you still sitting there? Go spruce yourself up!"
"Ah?" Ling Chuxia still seemed a bit dazed. "Dress up for what?"
Sister Hua couldn’t help but shake her head, somewhat at a loss for words with Ling Chuxia, "Young Madam, he’s coming back, and you aren’t planning to show him your most beautiful side? How else will he notice and fall for you?"
"But..." It’s just at home, why bother dressing up?
Before she could finish, Sister Hua had already pulled her up and sat her down at the vanity table, "Young Madam, just listen to me, you won’t go wrong." Sister Hua seemed a bit frustrated as she muttered, "You used to be such a sharp girl, how did you become so inflexible now?"
Ling Chuxia pressed her lips together and didn’t speak. Sister Hua stared at her pretty face and couldn’t help but speak again. "Young Madam, let me be frank with you, you need to adapt to situations. In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are required!"
(Today’s update is complete~~ Hahaha, Little Xiaxia is all dressed up waiting for our Young Master Shi. Extraordinary times require extraordinary measures~~ What tricks can Xiaxia’s wooden head come up with~~~ Today’s lucky winner is: gentleness)