Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mother Zhuang was undoubtedly important, but she wasnât going to abandon their child for Mother Zhuang.
Si Zhengting suddenly felt a wave of motivation. In their romance, he wasnât the only one making compromises; she was also trying her best to change herself.
He couldnât resist breaking into a slight smile before saying, âYou donât have to go.â
Zhuang Nainai was stunned. âWhat do you mean?â
âThe search and rescue team found the corpse and sent a picture of it over. Iâve confirmed with them that itâs not Mother Zhuang.â
Not Mother Zhuang?!
Zhuang Nainai felt herself relaxing.
It was great that it wasnât Mother Zhuang. It was great that it wasnât Mother Zhuang!
At the thought of this, she couldnât help but complain, âWasnât it said that someone had seen her? Why was that someone lying? Sheesh, you canât give that person your monetary reward!â
Si Zhengting was speechless.
The butler was equally speechless.
So, at this point in time, Madam, why are you still so hung up over the reward? he thought.
Zhuang Nainai was actually a little angry. How could that person have uttered such rubbish to make her worry without having actually seen clearly whether it had been her mother or not?!
The worst thing was, she had almost misunderstood Si Zhengting and had almost caused a familial dispute!
She bit her lips and softly cursed that person under her breath.
The butler was unable to resist himself any longer and decided to explain. âErm, Madam, itâs like this... the Americans are a little prosopagnosic toward us Chinese people, and so they find that we all look alike.â
Zhuang Nainaiâs head shot up. âWell, even so, you canât just point at the picture and claim that youâve seen so-and-so! If you havenât seen anything clearly, you should just keep your mouth shut!â
The butler thought, Madam, could you be a little more civilized?
Zhuang Nainai seemed to realize the folly in her words as well. Quickly covering her mouth and looking toward Si Zhengting, she heard him say, âIâm heading to the office for a while. Iâve got stuff to do.â
With that, he turned around, put on his coat, and walked toward the door. After changing into his work shoes, he strode out the door.
Zhuang Nainai was speechless.
So he was still angry?!
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Si Zhengting closed his eyes for a while in the car.
Having verified that the corpse wasnât that of Mother Zhuang, he had also been relieved.
Just these few times of receiving news like this were enough for his heart, and he was no longer willing to receive any more news.
No news... meant good news.
For the first time, Si Zhengting, mentally and emotionally exhausted, fell asleep on the way to the office.
Having sensed their arrival at the companyâs underground car park, he woke up and got out of the car.
Ji Chen was already waiting for him some distance away. Spotting him, Ji Chen quickly walked over. âSir.â
Si Zhengting lowered his head and arranged his tie. Striding forward, he asked, âHow are things going?â
Ji Chen said, âSomeone sent me an anonymous email saying that thereâs proof of Madamâs plagiarism. Sheâs just one of the usual people saying that theyâll expose it on the web. Sheâs asking for one hundred million dollars in exchange for the suppressing of this news.â
Si Zhengting furrowed his brows. âHave you found who this person is?â
Ji Chen shook his head. âNope.â
Si Zhengting gave a low grunt. Upon entering the elevator, he pressed the button for the top floor. As the elevator door began to close, Ji Chen continued, âThe winter apparels designed by Madam this year have been popular, and there have been old hands in the design industry coming up to praise her designs online. Theyâve been talking about how talented she is and how sheâs a star in the making.â