Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She tossed and turned on the bed but was unable to sleep. Though she was not usually an impatient person, her patience was now spent in the face of such a puzzle.
After sitting up in her pajamas, she walked around her room. Then she tilted her head and tried to listen for sounds in the adjacent study room.
It seemed like there was indeed some sound.
So, Si Zhengting was still awake?
Zhuang Nainai ran to the balcony and looked toward the study room. While the blinds were drawn, the study room still emitted some light. Her eyes brightening, she put on a jacket and excitedly ran toward Si Zhengting’s study room.
But Zhuang Nainai suddenly halted right in front of the study room.
Standing at the doorway, she recalled how Gu Xingshan’s visit today had displeased him.
Zhuang Nainai sighed and drooped her head.
Perhaps some words and things had to be made clear in order for them to be at ease with each other.
But would Si Zhengting even listen to her explanations?
Could he accept that she had gone to him for the $300,000 because it had been his mother who had knocked down her mother?
Pursing her lips with displeasure and feeling a little low, she turned around and decided to talk to him the following day.
Just as she was about to take her first step, the door suddenly opened.
Zhuang Nainai was stunned. As she turned around, the first thing that hit her was the heavy smell of smoke in the room.
Then, she saw how he was holding a coat, evidently on his way out. But he had not expected to see her standing there, which then explained his shocked expression.
In the deep of night, the golden yellow lights from the ceiling shone down on the two of them.
In a moment, the world fell silent.
They stood there amidst the silence.
She looked at him.
He also looked at her.
Her eyes had a sense of bewilderment.
On the other hand, his eyes, apart from an indistinguishable look of pain when he first saw her, was the same cold and thin gaze as ever before.
Zhuang Nainai couldn’t understand her inner discomfort, but she just didn’t feel like speaking first.
As the moments passed, she felt his cold gaze penetrating her skin. When it got to her bones, she could resist it no longer.
Zhuang Nainai coughed lightly. “Umm… Si Zhengting, you’re… going out?”
Si Zhengting drew back his gaze and grunted softly. Turning to close the study room door, he mocked inwardly, It seems like she really can’t wait to help the Gus solve their crisis just so her Mother Zhuang can come back quickly, huh?
This thought inflamed his sense of irritation further. Once the door closed, he turned and walked straight past Zhuang Nainai just as she was about to begin speaking.
Zhuang Nainai was speechless.
Puzzled, Zhuang Nainai watched as he walked to the staircase.
The dim light made his shadow both long and indistinct.
No matter how straight and tall he stood, no matter the fact that he was one head taller than her, the Si Zhengting at this moment seemed lonely and sad. She felt waves of bitterness in her heart.
Without realizing what she was doing, she ran over and hugged him from the back.
She felt Si Zhengting stiffen, then felt him trying to push her away. Flustered, Zhuang Nainai tightened her arms around him. “Si Zhengting, don’t go!”