She didn’t know what had caused the argument between the young master and the Young Madam that day, leading the Young Madam to leave home in sadness, but no matter what, the Young Madam shouldn’t have been so capricious, staying away this long without even a call.
And Shi Che, while seemingly indifferent, she could clearly see that the young master still cared about the Young Madam, otherwise, that night, he wouldn’t have forced himself to search everywhere for her despite his injuries.
But now, with one not returning home and the other not taking the initiative, were they just going to continue this standoff?
Sister Hua thought it over and eventually couldn’t restrain herself. She glanced at Shi Che and ventured to ask, "Young Master, the Young Madam has been gone for quite a few days. I’m thinking, isn’t it about time to give her a call and ask when she’ll be returning?"
Shi Che was eating dinner; at those words, his hands paused slightly and his dark gaze swept over faintly, unreadable but layered with pressure. Sister Hua felt her spine stiffen unconsciously and hurriedly found an excuse, "I’m just worried... With the Young Madam gone for so long, it’ll probably be hard to keep it from Madam."
Although Mrs. Shi didn’t live here, it was impossible for her to be completely unaware of what was happening. A day or two might be concealable, but any longer would surely be discovered.
Shi Che’s gaze was deep and inscrutable, not revealing a sliver of emotion. His lips thinned but he said nothing, simply shifting his gaze away and continuing with his dinner.
Sister Hua couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. To call or not to call? After steadying herself, she slowly pulled out her cellphone from her pocket and, while dialing, she stole glances at Shi Che. Seeing that he seemed to have no reaction, she relaxed slightly and dialed Chuxia Ling’s number.
On the other end of the line, after a few rings, it was picked up. "Hello, Sister Hua."
"Young Madam, I’m so relieved you answered the phone. Where are you? Have you been well these past few days?" Sister Hua hurriedly spoke as the call connected.
Chuxia Ling’s voice was slightly hoarse as she replied softly, "I’m fine, doing well. You don’t need to worry."
"Then, Young Madam, when will you return?"
Hearing Sister Hua’s question, Chuxia Ling fell silent. Sister Hua waited a long while but got no reply from Chuxia Ling. She sighed softly, unsure of what to say, and simply added, "Young Madam, while you’re out, please take good care of yourself and come back soon."
After hanging up the phone, Sister Hua looked up at Shi Che. He still had the same expression, his eyes unmoved, as if it didn’t matter to him whether Chuxia Ling returned or not. However... Sister Hua glanced at his steak, which he hadn’t touched at all, and sighed again, unsure of why the young people of today were so stubbornly at odds with one another.
Aren’t spouses supposed to make up before bed after a fight?
Sister Hua put away her phone and turned to head back to the kitchen, but then she suddenly remembered something. A glint rapidly passed through her eyes, and then, she looked at Shi Che and remarked casually, "Young Master... when I was just on the phone with the Young Madam, she didn’t seem to be in high spirits. She sounded weak and breathy, her voice raspy, accompanied by some coughs. I wonder if she might be sick."