So, even if this engagement was merely a verbal agreement, merely a pretense, he had no way to accept it.
"There’s no need, I will handle this matter," Shi Che spoke, his voice clear, cold, and indifferent. In the silence of the night, there was a hint of a raspy magnetic quality, quite pleasing to the ear, yet also absolutely heartless.
She hadn’t even begged for anything, it was just a play-acting, yet he had flatly refused her, not giving her even the slightest chance.
A twinkle of tears shimmered at the bottom of Ling Yunshu’s eyes, but her gaze turned severely cold.
She bit her lower lip forcefully, restraining her emotions, yet still began to speak, "Young Master, if you are... worried that Xiaxia might misunderstand something, I, I can go and clarify things with her..."
At her words, Shi Che’s expression briefly froze, and then a flash of deepness swiftly swept across his eyes, as he crisply replied, "There’s no need."
After a pause, Shi Che’s voice rose again, "It’s a bit late, and you’ve worked hard today. You should go back and rest, I’ll have Old Zhu send you off."
This voice, so clear and cold that it carried not a hint of emotion, was very polite, yet also very distant.
Ling Yunshu’s hand clenched tightly. Was this a direct dismissal?
Even though she had not married him, after all, they had grown up together as childhood friends, she had also grown up in the Shi Family. But in his eyes, was she just a stranger?
Ling Yunshu’s heart felt as though it was being tightly gripped by something, extremely uncomfortable and also extremely unwilling, yet she could only suppress it, trying her best to make her voice even, "I’m not tired, I want to stay here to accompany Madam."
Shi Che’s black pupils glanced at her. She bent her lips, forcing out a trace of a smile, "Just let me stay here, it’s been a long time since I last accompanied Madam."
Shi Che’s brow slightly furrowed. Mrs. Shi did not lack company, there was no need for an outsider to stay here, but, his mother did indeed like Ling Yunshu, and now that she was seriously ill, having Ling Yunshu stay with her might cheer her up a bit.
Thinking this, Shi Che did not refuse after all, only faintly raising his head, "Then I’ll trouble you."
Ling Yunshu’s breath stalled for a moment but ultimately, she still raised a smile, saying to Shi Che, "It’s not trouble, it’s what I should do."
Shi Che stayed in the hospital room for most of the night, and in the latter half, he stepped out. He had only intended to get some fresh air, yet his steps involuntarily headed towards the ward in another area.
Ling Chuxia’s hospital room was in Section C.
The night was deep, and the hospital corridors were unusually quiet. Shi Che walked step by step. He knew that he had just had a fallout with Ling Chuxia that morning, had just spoken of divorce, and now, going to see her was utterly inappropriate.
But now... he missed her terribly, deeply wanted to see her.
His footsteps unconsciously quickened, and soon he stood at the door of Ling Chuxia’s hospital room. He stared at the tightly closed door, settled himself for a good while before his hand slowly reached out and opened the door.
The room was very dark, with only a smattering of light from the corridor spilling in as the door opened. Shi Che’s black pupils lifted, looking towards the bed where Ling Chuxia was sleeping quietly, extremely tranquil.
The moment he saw her, the deepness in his black eyes melted away bit by bit, leaving only softness. His steps involuntarily softened, and he walked over slowly, step by step.
As he drew closer, her facial features became clearer, but... were there tears on her face?