Ling Chuxia had slept hazily last night, but her mind was all about stealing that thing. As they say, "what you think about in the day, you dream of at night." Then, she had nightmares all night long, dreaming that every time she was about to get her hands on that thing, she would always be one step short and never manage to get it. Two months later, upon Mrs. Shi’s command, she would have to divorce Shi Che and be kicked out of the Shi Family, unable to fulfill the promise she made to her elder sister.
The nightmare continued until at last, she woke up in fright, her mind still foggy. She reflexively got out of bed and stared at the trash can, ready to reach out for the "thing."
However, before her hand could lift, Shi Che’s deep voice suddenly came from behind her. Ling Chuxia, hearing his voice, felt like a thief who hears the homeowner returning, her body shuddered, and she froze in place.
It took a good while for Ling Chuxia’s dazed mind to process Shi Che’s name, then my whole heart trembled.
Oh no, how could she have forgotten about Shi Che?
Ling Chuxia clenched her fists tightly, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried her best to smooth the panic off her face, forcibly curving her lips into a smile. Then she slowly turned around and greeted Shi Che with a smile, her voice soft, "Young Master, good morning."
Shi Che’s dark eyes lightly rested on her face, the morning light slanting in and illuminating half of her visage. The freshly woken up Chuxia, still fuzzy with sleepiness, looked like a confused child with her un-made-up face.
Shi Che’s lips curved subtly as he nodded in response, but he still repeated his question, "What are you looking at the trash can for?"
Why is she staring at the trash can upon waking up instead of going to the bathroom to wash up?
Listening to Shi Che’s probing, Chuxia’s heart skipped a beat, and the smile on her face stiffened a bit. She lowered her eyes slightly, masking the unease in her gaze, and slowly replied, "Well...I, I think I lost something important last night and just remembered it, so I was looking for it."
After saying this, Ling Chuxia quickly turned back and pretended to look around the trash can, then uttered a light "Huh," and softly added, "Didn’t see it, I might have remembered wrong."
Ling Chuxia said this to herself, slowly stood up, restraining her legs from trembling, and continued, "Then I’m going to freshen up."
Shi Che’s dark, unfathomable eyes watched her, his expression unreadable, unsure whether to believe her words or not, but he did not say anything, only nodding his head.
Barely managing to maintain her composure, Ling Chuxia walked step by step into the bathroom and slowly closed the door.
As soon as the door shut, she leaned against it, feeling as if all her strength had been drained, frightened nearly to the point of collapse.
Fortunately, she had not picked up the "thing" in front of Shi Che; otherwise, it really would have been something she couldn’t have explained, even with ten mouths. Ling Chuxia was alternately scared and relieved, leaning against the door, took some time to slowly recover.
After freshening up, when Ling Chuxia opened the door, Shi Che was no longer in the bedroom. She dashed to the bedroom door, slowly peeked her head out, looked left and right to make sure Shi Che was not upstairs anymore, then quickly shut and locked the bedroom door before running back to the trash can to pick up the "thing."