Ling Chuxia was silent for a long time, her hands clenched slightly, and in a soft voice, she responded, "Elder sister also likes Shi Che."
"...!" Ji Xinxin silently watched Ling Chuxia and was momentarily at a loss for words due to her response. After a while, Ji Xinxin found her voice again. She jabbed at Ling Chuxia’s head forcefully with her slender fingers, indignantly said, "Forget it!"
In fact, Ji Xinxin’s intuition as a woman told her that Shi Che’s feelings for Ling Chuxia probably were not just dislike. Otherwise, why would he bother to come to her apartment building in the middle of the night and quietly gaze up at the upstairs? Moreover, knowing Ling Chuxia as she did, it was likely that Ling Chuxia’s feelings for Shi Che were not entirely nonexistent; otherwise, after all the harsh words Shi Che had said over the past three years, she wouldn’t have cared until this time when she unexpectedly lost control and erupted. If there were no feelings, how could she possibly care?
Of course, these were mere speculations with no solid proof. Even if she spoke to Ling Chuxia about them now, she might not be willing to listen.
With that thought, Ji Xinxin believed it was good for Ling Chuxia to return, to face Shi Che, to have the chance to face her own feelings. Otherwise, she would never understand her own emotions and would always live for her elder sister.
After breakfast, Ji Xinxin personally drove Ling Chuxia back to the villa. As Ling Chuxia was about to get out of the car, Ji Xinxin couldn’t help but ask one more question, "Xiaxia, are you sure you want to go back? It’s not too late to change your mind."
Ling Chuxia fell silent for a moment, then shook her head gently, and smiled at Ji Xinxin, saying softly, "Don’t worry about me. Be careful when you drive back."
After saying that, she unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed the door open, and stepped out of the car.
Ji Xinxin’s fingers lightly tapped on the steering wheel while her other hand put on a pair of black sunglasses. Pressing the accelerator, she quickly drove away.
Ling Chuxia stood at the entrance of the villa, her dark eyes slightly lifting as she gazed at the front door. A slow, oppressive feeling began to rise again in the bottom of her heart. Her hands hanging by her sides clenched tightly once more. Finally, she lifted her feet and slowly walked in, step by step.
Before Ling Chuxia’s return, she had already made a call to Sister Hua. As she entered, she saw Sister Hua standing at the doorway, stretching her neck, looking around. As soon as Sister Hua saw her enter, her expression eased up, and she immediately came forward, "Young Madam, you’ve finally returned."
Ling Chuxia’s lips curved, pulling a small smile, her voice very light, "Yes, I’ve returned."
Sister Hua took Ling Chuxia’s hand, looked her over from head to toe, and spoke with a slight concern, "You’ve lost weight after being away for a few days, and you don’t look well. I was really worried about you."
"I’m sorry for making you worry," said Ling Chuxia, her voice carrying a hint of apology.
"It’s good that you’re back, good that you’re back," Sister Hua repeated this phrase, escorting Ling Chuxia towards the living room and then motioned for Ling Chuxia to sit on the sofa. She turned to go make tea.
But Ling Chuxia quickly took hold of her hand, starting softly, "Sister Hua, don’t bother yourself, I’m not thirsty. I... I have something I want to ask you."
Sister Hua seemed to know what she was going to ask, preemptively saying, "Young Madam, rest assured, these past few days’ events, Madam knows nothing about them."
Ling Chuxia couldn’t help but be stunned, "Madam doesn’t know?"
Although Madam was not always inspecting this place, she usually had some insight into the goings-on, and Ling Chuxia had been away from home for nearly a week. Mrs. Shi knew nothing?
Seeing her stunned look, Sister Hua suddenly smiled and added another line, "The young master instructed to keep it from her."