Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Zhengting had long wanted to utter these words – ever since Zhuang Nainai had regained consciousness.
Using $10,000,000 to buy 100 years – he felt that he must have been crazy at that time to suggest such a childish and torturous solution.
Si Zhengting pressed his lips together and stared at Zhuang Nainai resolutely.
Actually, when he took out that card, he had only one thought in his mind. All those years ago, she left him because of Mother Zhuang. What about the future? Would she leave him again because of Mother Zhuang?
These thoughts had taken root in his head and had wormed deep into his heart. The roots had slowly entwined themselves around his viscera – they could not be uprooted nor destroyed.
He was deathly afraid that she would leave him again, and thus, he had chosen the stupidest and dirtiest way to avoid that: to keep her firmly by his side.
But this method… was too tragic.
After seeing how much she had struggled in those five years, he hated himself for bringing her so much pain. However, whenever he tried to bring up his apologetic feelings, he could not bring himself to say it.
His personality was unyielding and resistant to change. The word “sorry” simply did not exist in his dictionary.
Now, after seeing how she had bought a dress shirt for him and how she had said “I love you to death,” Si Zhengting could no longer hold it back and decided to say what he had meant to say all along.
He was also willing to lie to himself, thinking that if he recalled the card, whatever had happened on the same day would be erased.
But he was still uneasy. He knew that the more Zhuang Nainai trusted someone, the more hurt that person could inflict on her. Would she forgive him?
And the grievances that Zhuang Nainai were nursing were suddenly quenched by his words!
All the fury, grievances – all thoughts were completely swept from her mind. All that was left was… the card? Money?!
Zhuang Nainai’s eyes suddenly widened, and the corners of her lips rose slightly, but she did not know what to say.
The dark and dull atmosphere of the room grew lively because of her shocked expression.
The thought of returning a gift had never crossed Zhuang Nainai’s mind.
She swallowed. She had spent almost all the money, how was she going to return the card to him?
She glanced around nervously, then started to speak with some difficulty, “About that…”
The tumultuous emotions that she was experiencing were displayed vividly on her face. The liveliness and the bitterness, the deliberation and hesitation, as well as the anxiety, were all portrayed expressively.
Si Zhengting gazed at her. He had always been an intellectual, but this time, he was unable to fathom her thoughts.
As she spoke, he surveyed her, noticing that she had some difficulty in articulating her thoughts. “About that, I left the card in the office. I’ll return it to you in a few days.”
She left the card in the office?
Si Zhengting remained expressionless, but thought to himself: he had sent her to the hospital and had even brought her home. He knew everything that was in her bag and in the pockets of her clothes.
The card was in her bag!
When he saw the card back then, he’d wanted to take it away immediately but then thought that he should inform her of it first.
Since he was in the wrong, he should apologize.
Si Zhengting’s gaze darkened. He stared at her as he replied, “Alright.”
Zhuang Nainai felt very awkward and wished that she could leave the room immediately. A woman with a guilty conscience could not conceal her own emotions. “Ah, I’m tired from spending the whole day out of the house. Do continue on with your work, I’ll go to bed now.”
Once she was done speaking, she left the room and fled to safety.
Si Zhengting was deep in thought as his gaze followed her diminishing figure. He paused, then called Ji Chen. “Check the recent transactions on the bank card.”