Old Zhu knew that the box contained a necklace, a necklace with a small sun emblem on it. Like the gifts he had bought before, each one bore the small sun emblem.
He used to not understand, but later he gradually started to get it. Perhaps, in the young master’s heart, the Young Madam was his own sun.
He had bought so many gifts before, yet not once had he been able to give them away. This time, he should be able to give it away, right?
Old Zhu thought about it and smiled with a touch of contentment.
Shi Che stared at the box for a good while before he finally closed the lid, put the box in his suit pocket, and then got out of the car.
As he got out of the car, he saw Ling Chuxia and Sister Hua standing at the doorway, waiting for him. Seeing him get out of the car, Ling Chuxia took steps forward and walked towards him.
His gaze naturally fell on her face. Her complexion wasn’t as pale as before he left on his business trip, her cheeks even had a slight pinkness to them, but it was clear she was wearing some makeup. Still, she seemed to be in good spirits, or at least she didn’t look ill anymore.
When she got closer, Shi Che subtly averted his eyes.
Ling Chuxia had been resting well these past few days, now having recovered quite a bit of energy, and was not afraid to show herself in front of Shi Che. She stepped forward, flashing a smile, "Young Master, it must have been tough on the road."
Shi Che nodded slightly and continued his stride toward the entryway. As he approached the foyer to change shoes, Ling Chuxia was about to kneel down to help Shi Che with his shoes. Noticing her intention from the corner of his eye, he hastened his actions and changed his shoes on his own, then headed straight upstairs.
Ling Chuxia paused for a moment, not following him immediately, but turned to the kitchen to brew tea for Shi Che.
Shi Che returned to the bedroom, yanked off his tie, then took off his suit and threw it on the bed. Just as he was about to unbutton his shirt and change clothes, as if something crossed his mind, he hesitated. He then picked up his suit and pulled the box out of the pocket.
He held it in his palm, the light in the depths of his eyes flickered faintly.
Buying gifts had become a habit of his, but giving them... he had never managed to give one away.
Ordinarily, exchanging gifts between husband and wife is the most natural and normal thing, but for him and Ling Chuxia, it was not so.
How was he going to give this gift to Ling Chuxia?
As Shi Che mulled over this, he suddenly lifted his hand, imagining Ling Chuxia right in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "This is for you!"
After the words fell, Shi Che scowled slightly. Was that too cold?
Shi Che cleared his throat and lifted his hand again, his voice softer and tinted with a hint of warmth, "I brought you a gift, it’s..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Shi Che found himself covered in goosebumps and shook his head. It was too cheesy; he’d die before he spoke like that.
But if this didn’t work and that didn’t work, what should he say?
Shi Che never would have imagined that one day, he would find himself struggling for so long just to give a gift.
But then again, the second approach, as cheesy as it was, didn’t all women like that sort of cheesiness?
Should he try it one more time?
Ling Chuxia brewed the tea and carried it upstairs. She ascended step by step towards the bedroom and stood at the bedroom door, where she could faintly hear some noises coming from inside.