Shi Che couldn’t help but reach out and retrieve the invitation from the trash, laying it flat on the desk.
He stared at the invitation, his dark eyes deepening. Then, he pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, slid his fingers to unlock the screen, and saw that apart from last night’s call, no other calls or messages had come through.
He kept looking at his phone for quite some time, his gaze gradually becoming unfocused.
That call from Ling Chuxia yesterday, was it merely an intention to use him as her partner for the reunion to maintain a facade of their loving relationship, or... was there a bit of fear, a reliance on him that compelled her to call?
If... if she really was scared to face such a difficult situation alone, why... couldn’t she afford to give him even one more call?
Why... couldn’t she simply say to him, "Shi Che, I want you to accompany me to the reunion, I’m scared."
Such a simple sentence, yet why was she unwilling to say it to him?
Ling Chuxia spent the entire morning gathering and organizing information about Li Qian and her husband, then she tried hard to memorize as much as she could.
The reunion was set to start at 8 p.m., so she spent the afternoon preparing her outfit and makeup.
After all, one must not be seen as inferior, no matter the time or place, regardless of how disarrayed one may feel inside, the appearance must be flawless.
This was Mrs. Shi’s teaching, which she always kept in mind.
Ling Chuxia first went to the beauty salon for skin care, then to the stylist, and finally dealt with her outfit. A few days ago, she had a call with Ji Xinxin who insisted on lending her "battle dress" to help her instantly outshine Li Qian!
Originally, Ji Xinxin was also a university classmate and could have attended the reunion, but her schedule was too packed, and she was still in England, unable to make it back. So she could only support Ling Chuxia in spirit.
Ling Chuxia initially refused outright because, in her style, the clothes picked by Ji Xinxin, known for her hot and sexy allure, clashed completely with her own elegant and graceful style. She couldn’t imagine what she would look like in Ji Xinxin’s clothes, so she rejected the offer immediately.
But Ji Xinxin didn’t even pretend to understand, and scolded her for three straight hours. If it weren’t for the distance, she probably would have shown up at her door.
Her implication was, if Shi Che wasn’t even accompanying you, you should at least dress well enough to command the scene, or else just wait to be thoroughly humiliated by Li Qian and her clique, skinned and stripped to the bone!