Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Zhengting felt feverish around his ears while looking at the girl across from him.
His gaze fell and he suddenly recalled the incident in high school when she spilled mushroom soup all over him.
He had left in fury and had expected her to stop chasing after him for a couple of days from the guilt and embarrassment. He was surprised to find a note from her when class started.
Her handwriting was all over the place, the characters were messy and varied in sizes. They were every bit as eccentric as the writer herself. It read:
Si Zhengting:
After what happened today, I realized that I need to learn martial arts to win you over! Rest assured, I won’t get mushroom soup on you again next time!
Si Zhengting’s eyes popped at the note.
How could a girl be so bold and determined!
Si Zhengting’s eyes warmed at this thought. He looked up and saw Zhuang Nainai holding her chopsticks, counting the rice grains in her bowl out of boredom. She looked so inexplicably attractive even when she was doing nothing.
Her long lashes fluttered under her pretty-shaped brows. Her huge black eyes were unmoving, and her little delicate nose stood tall and upright. Her cherry red lips were pouting slightly, even her exquisite jaw was curved in an alluring way.
Si Zhengting recalled their passionate night yesterday and his gaze darkened.
But right then, he caught sight of the faint red marks on her porcelain white cheek.
The tenderness and longing vanished instantly from his eyes and was replaced with a sharp, harsh glint.
Si Zhengting put his chopsticks down loudly, breaking the silence in the dining room. Zhuang Nainai lifted her head, startled, and looked at him in bafflement.
What now?
He seemed fine while eating.
Did he… once again remember the unhappy incident that had made him smash his phone?
Zhuang Nainai peered at him and put her chopsticks down quietly. She kept her gaze lowered and placed her hands meekly on her lap.
The butler was left speechless after watching her reaction. He had the feeling that Madam did not think in the same way everyone else did…
Si Zhengting did not know what to say in reply to her gesture as well. He stared at her unmoving, and the scene was frozen.
Zhuang Nainai looked as if she had nothing to do with what was going in. Si Zhengting had to take multiple deep breaths to keep his inner flame under control.
He suddenly spoke. “Zhuang Nainai!”
She abruptly looked up and shouted in reply, “Here!”
What a strange conversation.
It was unbearable to watch.
The servants around them all looked away, their shoulders trembling from fighting to hold in their laughter.
Si Zhengting frowned, and the butler waved the servants off. They evacuated from the scene in a rush, their heads down.
They would not be able to control themselves if they stayed any longer.
Zhuang Nainai was oblivious to all that had happened. She continued looking at Si Zhengting, puzzled as to why he suddenly called her name.
After a while, Si Zhengting finally spoke again. “Zhuang Nainai, as Mrs. Si, what is your duty?”
Duty?
The words he said to her last night popped into Zhuang Nainai’s head. He told her he married her to produce an heir. So her top duty was… to bear him a child?