Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhuang Nainai immediately left for the eighteenth floor from the top floor. An evil anger was rampaging through her body and she couldn’t control it.
She didn’t go upstairs during lunch, and Ji Chen sent her a text message to urge her along.
Zhuang Nainai self-righteously replied, “Executive Assistant Ji, my name hasn’t been cleared yet and I’m still being suspected of stealing the design drafts. I’d better not go upstairs, just in case Si Zhengting loses a document and accuses me of stealing it.”
After Ji Chen saw her reply, he didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry.
Thus, someone delivered a hearty meal to her at 12:20 pm.
Su Mei couldn’t help but pat Zhiang Nainai on her shoulders when she saw it. “Little maiden, how luxuriously you spend money as a fresh graduate! This lunch that you’ve ordered is enough to last me a month!”
Zhuang Nainai was speechless.
At 6 pm in the afternoon…
After Zhuang Nainai got off work, she made an effort to especially go to the basement car park. She peered at the President’s VIP elevator and saw Si Zhengting inside, on his way to the basement. She turned her head and left, but her footsteps were heavy, which drew the attention of people around her.
Si Zhengting witnessed her awkward yet haughty manner and found it funny. He walked up to her quickly and caught her wrist in his hand.
Zhuang Nainai whirled around and exclaimed dramatically, “Oh, isn’t this Mr. President, Mr. Si? To what do I owe this honor?”
Si Zhengting pressed his lips together. He went along with her antics, “Shall we walk together?”
Zhuang Nainai waved off his invitation. “That can’t happen, I’m the thief who stole the design drafts. If I walk alongside you, won’t that diminish your status?”
That tone… showed that she was still angry!
Si Zhengting arched his brow and stared at the person before him.
Her frail figure couldn’t weigh more than 110 pounds. Although she was petite in size, her temper wasn’t as small as her stature.
Without hesitating, he bent over and cleanly lifted her in a bridal carry before placing her in the car.
Zhuang Nainai was speechless.
She didn’t know why but she had felt stifled, and a little maligned, but her feelings had escalated so drastically.
It was obvious from Si Zhengting’s actions that he still trusted her, so why was she still feeling maligned?
But she didn’t speak to him nor did she take notice of him on the way home.
They quickly arrived at the Si’s villa. Zhuang Nainai took the lead in alighting from the car. She left for the living room in a huff. The butler rushed out to welcome her after he heard the sound of the car’s engine, but he was unable to do anything but tail after her and exclaim, “Madam!” because she had walked off so quickly.
Zhuang Nainai stood just outside the door of the living room and turned back in confusion. The butler was about to speak, but then Zhuang Nainai heard a roar of anger coming from behind her, “Gu. Qing. Yan!”
She turned around and saw Gu Xingshan’s red and puffy eyes. Gu Xingshan stormed up to her angrily and shouted, “Gu Qingyan! Father hasn’t been home in the last three days, and Mother is wiping her tears away at home every day. Will you only be happy after you’ve ruined our family?”
She had just been misunderstood earlier today for stealing the design drafts on the Gus’ behalf, and now Gu Xingshan was accusing her of strange things to her face! Zhuang Nainai felt a rush of anger surfacing as she found Gu Xingshan’s actions too unreasonable and provocative. “What does your father not returning home have to do with me?”
Gu Xingshan pouted. “Yes, they’re my father and my mother — you’ve never seen them as your family! To you, only that mistress Zhuang Meiting is your family! Because of her, you’re willing to betray Brother-in-law without a second thought. Is there anything else that you aren’t prepared to do? Hasn’t she always been the most important person to you?”
Si Zhengting heard these words loud and clear as he chased after Zhuang Nainai and arrived at the living room.
He halted his footsteps, a rush of violent aggression coursing through his dark eyes!