Chapter 13
Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love
In the past. Ben always felt uncomfortable when he went home.
Penelope was always annoying, just like a flea. Although she couldnât cause him any substantial harm, he hated her as he couldnât stop her.
But today, remembering Penelopeâs pale face after she was rebuked by Susan, he inexplicably wanted to laugh and even began to look forward to going home.
âMr. Landor, are you in a good mood?â the driver asked cautiously.
Ben immediately put on a cold face and replied. âJust soâso.â
The driver didnât dare to speak anymore.
After a while of silence, Ben asked. âWhy do you say that?â
âYou just smiled. Mr. Landor, the driver said softly.
Ben was stunned for a moment.
Did he really smile just now?
Realizing this, Ben quickly became serious.
He said indifferently, âYou must have misinterpreted.â
âYes, Mr. Landor, you are right. I was wrong,â the driver quickly agreed.
Ben suddenly felt very awkward!
He felt that his public image was being threatened.
Although Ben tried to remind himself to maintain a ruthless image, as he entered through the front door of the Landor residence, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.
He rarely came home for dinner.
âGrandpa and Susan will be very happy, right?â he thought.
Ben maintained indifferent and he calmly walked to the dining room, ready to be welcomed by everyone.
However, he was greeted by a puzzled servant.
âMr. Landor, why did you suddenly come back?â The servant was a little flustered. âYou didnât tell us in advance. Mr. Landor and the ladies finished their dinner alreadyâ
Ben never expected this to happen.
He wanted to give them a surprise.
âAll right,â he thought. Ben then took a deep breath and said, âWhere are Grandpa and Susan?â His expression remained neutral, devoid of both anger and joy.
The servant hurriedly said, âMrs. Landor is accompanying Mr. Landor for a walk. They probably wonât be back until later.â
âAlright,â Ben replied.
âHave you had dinner yet, Mr. Landor? Do you want me to tell the chef to prepare it immediately?â the servant asked.
Ben said, âIâve already had dinner.â
If he wanted to maintain his image, he couldnât let anyone know that he had come home secretly to surprise them and ended up with no one waiting for him for dinner.
âOkay.â
People here knew Benâs style, so the servant didnât dare to ask any more questions and promptly took the leftovers away.
With no expression on his face, Ben took out his laptop and started working.
âI love my work. It makes me forget about hunger!â he said to himself.
âGrandpa, I didnât expect you to be so amazing! If it were me, I would have been scared unconscious on the spot. How could I even fight back the enemy?â Susanâs crisp voice rang out.
âHahaha, those were all stories from my younger days. Iâm not bragging, but when I was in the army, I reallyâ¦â Charlie began to speak animatedly.
âGrandpa, are you telling your army stories again?â Ben raised an eyebrow and closed his laptop. âWhy are you back?â Charlie was interrupted, so he glared at Ben discontentedly.
Ben was lost for words. Wasnât he supposed to come back?
âSusan, letâs continue.â Charlie ignored Ben and continued to talk with Susan. âLet me tell you. Hereâs the story. Our leader⦠Then I⦠those enemies⦠in the end weâ¦â
Charlie became more and more spirited as he recounted his younger days.
MMMB BBBB Susan was a good listener. When Charlie talked about something dangerous, she would gasp occasionally ask for more details. In the end, she would express her admiration.
Charlie was so happy at her response.
and âGrandpa, here, have some water. When Charlie finished his story. Susan thoughtfully handed him warm water.
Charlic took a sip with great satisfaction and sighed. âThose were truly tough times. So you young people must cherish your time now.â
âYes, of course,â Susan said gratefully as if she had learned a valuable lesson.
Charlie was delighted by Susanâs flattery. He couldnât help but glance at Ben, saying. âEvery time I talk to you, you would find an excuse to escape. Look at Susan. Why did she listen to me for so long?â
âMaybe because itâs her first time hearing it?â Ben replied.
Ben had heard Charlieâs stories dozens of times. He could guess the ending just from the beginning.
âThatâs an excuse! I know you just donât want to talk to me. Iâm an old man now.â Charlie pretended to be angry and stood up. âI wonât bother you anymore. Iâm going back to my room, Susan could see that Charlie was not really angry. She smiled and said softly, âGrandpa, when we go for a walk tomorrow, Iâll listen to your stories again.â
Charlieâs eyes more.â
lit up, and then he coughed to cover it up. âOkay, since you want to hear it. Iâll tell you âGrandpa, youâre so nice to me.â Susan looked grateful.
Charlie left happily.
Ben looked at Susan with a strange look.
âWhatâs wrong?â Susan looked innocent.
Ben shook his head. âNothing.â
But his gaze softened slightly.
It had been a long time since he had seen Charlie so happy.
Ben had thought that the marriage would make no difference to his life, and he would regard his wife as a decoration in the house. He never thought of actually having a woman involved in his life.
MMMB BBB G G But now, he silently repeated Susanâs name in his mind.
Suddenly, he felt having a wife didnât seem so bad.
âHave you had dinner yet?â Susan asked softly.
âYes,â Ben replied calmly. Afraid that Susan would continue to ask, he opened his laptop and pretended to be busy with work.
Seeing Ben so serious, Susan didnât dare to disturb him. She found a book and quietly read it.
Ben was going to have a video conference with the senior managers. Seeing that Susan was reading the book seriously, he put on his headphones and listened to the senior managers talk with a blank look.
He didnât speak, merely nodding occasionally to indicate that he was listening.
The senior manager who was giving a report was panicking.
âIs there something wrong with my report? Is Mr. Landor thinking about how to scold me?â he wondered.
He was panicking, but since Ben didnât stop him, he had to go on with his report.
The senior manager finally finished his report.
Ben still didnât say anything, just giving a gesture to signal the next senior manager to speak.
The senior manager who had just finished reporting was extremely nervous. âMr. Landor didnât even scold me. Am I going to be fired?â he thought.
But then he noticed that no matter who was reporting, Ben still remained silent, listening with an inscrutable face.
Some of the senior managers even had sweat on their foreheads.
Given what they knew about Ben, they all felt that they were screwed.
In the midst of the tense atmosphere, they suddenly saw a figure passing by behind Ben.
And it seemed to be a woman!