Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhuang Nainai was familiar with situations like these. After tucking in and eating to her fill, she then lifted her head, only to still see a crab in her bag.
Stunned, she heard Si Zhengting say, “Take this home for Auntie.”
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Zhuang Nainai’s thoughts stopped; she broke into a slight smile.
While everyone thought that she had been the one who had pursued him during their high school days, in reality, that was not the case. She was the type to gain interest in something and then lose it just as quickly, so how was it possible that she had persisted in pursuing him for all three years?
It was all because he had displayed gentleness and warmth every now and then, which made her take the bait like a rabbit drawn to the lure of a carrot.
He had always seemed to be removed from situations and always gave the impression that he was rational all the time. Having seen her bouncing around him… perhaps he had found it amusing and funny?
As she thought this, she lowered her head once more, the joy from seeing the crab dissipating.
Her smile slowly froze, and she stared at the plate, dazed.
Just then, Su Jinhui piped in, “Mr. Si, you can’t do this. It’s alright, let’s just order another crab for Nainai. I’ll take care of it for her. If she takes your crab, it’s going to overwhelm her.”
As he said this, he reached out for the plate and moved it away.
Without the crab, Zhuang Nainai felt as if a part of her heart had been taken away as well. Raising her head, she met Si Zhengting’s slightly dark gaze and her heart settled down.
So, what was he trying to do now?
Was he trying to recreate their high school days? He obviously hadn’t liked her, but he had given her fantasies and made her fall deeper and deeper in love with him — just as a way to while away the boring time of high school.
And now, he was doing the same. He was good to her, making her unable to bear to leave him. Yet, when she had brought up divorce, he had dealt with it so professionally in an unfeeling manner.
Zhuang Nainai felt her heart being pressed down by something. She didn’t respond to Su Jinhui but instead pushed the plate back toward Si Zhengting. Coldly, she said, “I don’t like crabs.”
Si Zhengting, having heard Su Jinhui’s words, had gotten angry. He was giving his wife a crab, so what business did this man have in refusing the crab?
He narrowed his eyes, the fire in his heart rising. But just before he could do anything, he heard what Zhuang Nainai said.
He was instantly stunned. Turning his head to look at Zhuang Nainai, he showed a gaze of unbelief.
Then, Zhuang Nainai continued, “People change. I no longer like to eat crabs.”
She no longer liked to eat crabs.
Si Zhengting felt his heart shake at what she said.
The arm he had stuck out to put the plate in Zhuang Nainai’s hands once more now dropped limply. He simply watched as Su Jinhui placed the plate in front of him.
All the crab delicacies he normally liked to eat now lost their flavor.
Su Jinhui returned the plate to Si Zhengting, then picked out a prawn to pass to Zhuang Nainai. Zhuang Nainai replied courteously, “Thank you, Senior, but I don’t like prawns either.”
Having said this, she lowered her head and continued eating her plate of vegetarian food.
There was finally silence among the three of them.
Nobody noticed the undercurrents passing between the three of them. In the private room, there were nearly a hundred people, and they’d spread themselves across seven to eight large tables.
