Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Zhengting paused for a moment, and the corner of his lips curled up slightly. “Nainai, I love you.”
Zhuang Nainai was speechless.
His deep voice and simple words made her feel like she was over the moon.
Zhuang Nainai felt that these three words were better than any other sweet nothings in the world.
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The housekeepers of the Si family were finally allowed to go home for the holidays.
The only people left in the Si residence were Butler Li, who had no family, Madam Ding, Zhuang Nainai, and Si Zhengting. There were only four people left in the residence.
Zhuang Nainai felt that it was still awkward on occasions where she’d bump into Ding Mengya. Thus, for most of the time, she stayed in her own bedroom together with Si Zhengting, using their phones, spending time on the computer, or chatting.
That day, after having lunch and an afternoon nap, the couple were both reluctant to get out of bed. Thus, they lay down and started chatting.
Zhuang Nainai was almost seven months pregnant. Her belly was as big as those of other pregnant women who were about to give birth. With some effort, she hugged her belly and turned to her side, facing Si Zhengting. The couple started talking about things that had happened back when they were in high school.
“… Han Linlin kept asking me, Zhuang Nainai, why would you like Si Zhengting? Besides having a lot of money and being handsome, what else is good about him?” Zhuang Nainai mimicked Han Linlin’s manner of speech. After she said this, she looked toward Si Zhengting. “So, you were lucky that you could marry me. See how unpopular you are~”
Si Zhengting had just awoken from his afternoon nap. His cheeks were slightly flushed, and he seemed a lot gentler than he usually did. His expression was also less cold and more compassionate.
After he heard this, he pursed his lips and said, “Xu Dazhi had also told me that Zhuang Nainai was unnecessarily noisy and fussy. He asked me what was so alluring about you.”
“Xu Dazhi?” Zhuang Nainai’s voice carried a hint of suspicion.
Si Zhengting calmly explained, “The guy in the second to the last row with a face full of pockmarks.”
Zhuang Nainai thought hard for a moment but failed to remember who he was. “Who’s that?”
Si Zhengting’s gaze darkened.
Xu Dazhi had had a crush on Nainai back in high school. All the boys were aware of that. But Xu Dazhi was timid and didn’t dare to confess to her. When Si Zhengting was in high school, he found Xu Dazhi to be an eyesore and frequently bullied him.
And now that Zhuang Nainai couldn’t remember who he was, Si Zhengting was a little proud. He reached out and patted her face. “Alright, if you can’t remember who he is, then don’t bother.”
“I remember!” Zhuang Nainai patted her own head. “Was Xu Dazhi the one who wore black-framed glasses, like those old fogeys?”
Si Zhengting was speechless. Why did he have to bring up Xu Dazhi when everything was going well?
Zhuang Nainai felt aggrieved by what Si Zhengting had told her. “How could he say that about me? But it seems as though he had said many things behind my back back then! And when he told you this, how did you reply then?”
The corner of Si Zhengting’s lips curled up in a smirk. “I said that there was at least one thing that was good about her.”
Zhuang Nainai’s eyes immediately lit up. “What?”
After she said this, she caressed her own face. “That I look good? Hm, no, I’m really smart too. Or was it that my figure’s good? What did you say?”
Upon seeing how narcissistic she was, Si Zhengting couldn’t help but deliver a slight jab through his words. “You have good taste.”
Zhuang Nainai: “…!!”
So was this man secretly using this to compliment himself?
Zhuang Nainai snorted, then tried to sit up.
Upon seeing her movements, Si Zhengting hurriedly helped her up.
Zhuang Nainai had two sips of water, then the couple walked out of the master bedroom. It was time to make the Chinese New Year’s dinner.
