Watching Sheng Jianan and Tang Yanqi, Mr. Sheng smiled with satisfaction: "That’s good, Jianan. Yanqi is a good girl; you mustn’t let her down."
Sheng Jianan placed his hands on Mr. Sheng’s shoulders, projecting an image of close grandparent-grandchild bonding: "Of course, of course, the granddaughter-in-law chosen by Grandpa is naturally without question."
The elders of the Sheng Family did not stay long in the villa and soon left. Sheng Jianan held Tang Yanqi’s hand as they escorted them out the door. Once the car disappeared from their line of sight, Sheng Jianan immediately let go of Tang Yanqi’s hand.
The smile that was originally on his face instantly turned into a look of disgust: "Miss Tang, you acted quite well. Your acting skills are truly impressive."
How could Tang Yanqi not hear the sarcasm in Sheng Jianan’s tone? Her heart, already numb from pain, felt like it was pricked by a needle. She lifted her face, calm and steady: "Right back at you, Mr. Sheng’s acting is top-notch too."
After speaking, Tang Yanqi turned and left without a moment’s delay; she didn’t want to see the sarcasm and disgust in Sheng Jianan’s eyes any longer.
But her small gesture was seen by Sheng Jianan as a slight against him. What a joke, go ask around, who dares to slight the Crown Prince of the Sheng Family?
Initially intending to leave after dealing with the elders, Sheng Jianan changed his mind. He swaggered inside and sat at the dining table: "I’m hungry."
Because of the elders’ visit, Tang Yanqi hadn’t finished her breakfast, and now she was sitting at the table, eating the breakfast she had prepared earlier. Hearing Sheng Jianan’s statement, Tang Yanqi looked up at him and pushed her bowl slightly forward: "Share some with you?"
"Tang Yanqi, you expect me, the young master, to eat what you’ve eaten?"
"Oh, if you don’t want it, then forget it."
Tang Yanqi slowly pulled her bowl back, lowered her head, and continued eating.
Watching her actions, Sheng Jianan nearly jumped up; was this woman pretending not to understand him or did she really not get it?
"Tang Yanqi, immediately, make me a fresh serving."
His outburst was like a sharp punch hitting cotton, as the person opposite continued to display an indifferent demeanor: "Why should I make it for you?"
"Don’t forget your status."
"What status? Young Madam Sheng? I remember that night you told me not to regard myself as Young Madam Sheng."
This was the second time Sheng Jianan found himself speechless in front of this woman.
Thinking about how obedient and gentle she appeared in front of the elders, especially in front of Grandpa, and then looking at how she was now bickering him into silence, Sheng Jianan’s eyes turned icy, his thin lips curled in mockery: "Heh, of course you’re not!"
He kicked the chair away and walked out with large strides.
Nearing the exit, Sheng Jianan slightly turned his head, his tone shifting from previous mockery and disgust to a bone-chilling coldness: "Tang Yanqi, put away your little schemes. You might fool Grandpa, but with me, they’re useless."
The door slammed shut with a "bang," and Tang Yanqi’s hand holding the chopsticks went limp, a bitter smile on her face. What had she done to warrant such disgust, and have him conclude that she was just a scheming bitch?
When someone likes another person, they can muster the courage to confess, which is straightforward.
But when someone knows the other person has someone else in their heart and doesn’t like them, yet still musters the courage to confess, that’s just pathetic.
Liking someone can be brave, but you cannot lose your dignity.
Tang Yanqi, right now, only wants to keep her dignity!