The carriage was exceedingly quiet, Old Zhu occasionally lifted his head to glance at the rearview mirror, observing Shi Che supporting his forehead, his brows deeply furrowed, clearly in extreme discomfort, yet he seemed unwilling to go to the hospital for some reason.
Old Zhu sighed softly in his heart, unconsciously pressing down on the gas pedal, speeding up.
When they arrived at the villa, before Old Zhu had the chance to get out of the car to open the door for Shi Che, Shi Che had already stepped out of the car. With one long stride, he entered the house. His dark eyes swept around the room without a trace, but apart from the anxious Sister Hua who came to greet him, there was no other figure. His gaze darkened in an instant, becoming gloomy and lightless.
Xiao Zhao caught up from behind, barely catching his breath before quickly speaking up, "President Shi, I’ve found out that Miss Ji has been in the country ever since she returned secretly last time. I think, Young Madam must be with Miss Ji."
There seemed to be a brief flash of light in Shi Che’s darkened gaze, but it vanished just as quickly. His lips were tightly pressed, and he said nothing.
Xiao Zhao glanced at his face, a slight confusion in his eyes. Now that he had confirmed where Young Madam was, why wasn’t President Shi making a move? Shouldn’t he immediately go to bring Young Madam back?
However, after a brief pause, Shi Che acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, lifted his leg, and headed straight upstairs. Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment before he instinctively asked, "President Shi, do we need to go pick up Young Madam?"
Upon hearing Xiao Zhao’s question, Shi Che paused in his step. His handsome face was expressionless, his voice low, and when he spoke, there was a slight harshness to it, "No need, let her go wherever she pleases."
Having said that, he went upstairs without looking back, leaving a few people downstairs with faces full of helplessness and bewilderment.
Shi Che was clearly very anxious about the Young Madam before, so why did his attitude change instantly after confirming her safety? It was as if the person who had been frantically looking for her wasn’t him at all.
Shi Che went upstairs, returned to his bedroom. The room was in a mess, just as it was when he had left in anger. He stepped over the clutter and slowly walked to the side of the bed. He sat down, a large portion of the bedsheet was still damp. He slowly reached out, gently touching it as if he could see Ling Chuxia, the one crying in heartbreak.
How heartbroken must she have been to run out like that? But Chuxia... you can cry when you’re heartbroken, what about him? As Shi Che looked on, a slow sadness began to emerge in his eyes.
He leaned back and lay down, his hand resting on his forehead, slowly closing his eyes, a glimmer of moisture flickering at the corner of his eye.
Ling Chuxia was clearly very tired and sleepy, but she couldn’t fall asleep no matter how. As soon as she closed her eyes, those nightmare-like words would float around in her mind. Ling Chuxia abruptly opened her eyes, her forehead covered with cold sweat. She stared blankly at the ceiling with wide eyes, staring dully for a long, long time, as a gradual sourness surged to her nose. Tonight, as if to vent all the grievances and sadness of the past three years at once, her tears couldn’t be stopped.
She had withstood so much injustice before, so why was she so upset this time?
Because Ji Xinxin was sleeping by her side, Ling Chuxia didn’t dare to make a sound crying. She gently turned her body, back facing Ji Xinxin, covered her mouth tightly, and tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes, gradually wetting the pillow towel.
The moonlight outside the window was still so gentle, yet they were each in their own place, nursing their own sorrows.