Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Xi frowned. “I have a friend whose birthday is coming up. I don’t know what to give him, so I’ll just make him something.”
A friend’s birthday?
What kind of friend was it that news of this had to be hidden from the president?
Wait, it was the president’s birthday soon. Could it be that Madam knows about the president’s birthday and wants to secretly give him a surprise?
Song Shiyu thought that he knew the truth. He covered his mouth and said in a low voice, “Okay, Madam. I’ll send you the things you need tomorrow. The president won’t find out.”
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Xi thought about what Song Shiyu said at the end and felt awkward.
She did not want Gu Zheng to know about it because she subconsciously thought that he would be angry if he found out that she was making something for another man, hence she wanted to hide it from him.
However, Song Shiyu’s tone made her want to create trouble behind Gu Zheng’s back…
Shaking her head to shake off the strange thoughts, Qiao Xi took out a paintbrush and began to design the rough outline of the gift.
After hanging up, Song Shiyu patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.
Noticing his expression, Gu Zheng frowned and asked, “Who called?”
“No one, no one.”
Song Shiyu waved his hands.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was Gu Zheng’s birthday.
Ever since he woke up in the morning, Gu Zheng had been sitting on the sofa in the living room, not moving at all. From time to time, he would glance upstairs.
On the third floor.
Qiao Xi yawned when she got up from bed. She had stayed up late last night and finally finished the present she wanted to give Mo Yuan.
After washing up, she put on a large sweater, stuffed the things she had prepared into her backpack, and picked up her phone to send a message to Mo Yuan.
[Give me your home address. I’m going to send you a present.]
His phone beeped, and footsteps sounded at the same time.
Gu Zheng looked up without hesitation.
“Morning. Aren’t you going to work today?”
Qiao Xi yawned while looking at Gu Zheng.
He was not wearing a suit, nor had he styled her hair. His black and gray home clothes complemented his smooth short hair, making him look inexplicably obedient.
Qiao Xi stared blankly at him for a while.
“I’m resting today.”
Gu Zheng tightened his grip on his phone and looked at Qiao Xi’s backpack. “You’re going out?”
“Yes, I’m going out to do something. I won’t be having lunch at home.”
Qiao Xi waved her hand and walked out casually.
The moment she left, Gu Zheng’s face turned cold.
After three minutes of silence, he smirked.
There was a message from Black Tide.
Gu Zheng thought about it and gave the address of his apartment in the city center.
[Okay, I’ll courier it using the same-city express service. It’ll probably be delivered to you in the afternoon. Happy birthday.]
…
When Song Shiyu received Gu Zheng’s call, he was sound asleep in bed.
When he heard Gu Zheng’s sinister voice, he immediately got up. “What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with the data I sent you yesterday? I’ll be right there!”
Gu Zheng sneered. “The data is fine, but you’re going to have problems.”
Song Shiyu wiped his face silently, waiting for Gu Zheng to continue.
“Qiao Xi went out after sleeping till noon. She didn’t even eat before leaving.”
Song Shiyu, “???”
His mind raced as he tried his best to keep up with Gu Zheng’s train of thought. “President, are you saying that Madam left you alone at home on your birthday?”
Gu Zheng hummed coldly.
Song Shiyu said, “… That shouldn’t be the case. I’ve bought all the tools and materials Madam asked me to buy. Didn’t she ask for those things because of you, President?”
Gu Zheng asked, “What did you buy?”
Song Shiyu: “…”
He had accidentally said out what he was thinking.
After hanging up, Gu Zheng went to the third floor with a dark expression.
Ever since Qiao Xi moved into the villa, he had never stepped into the master bedroom. At this moment, he stood in this familiar yet unfamiliar place while looking at the pile of tools in the corner. The anger that he had been suppressing finally erupted.
Three minutes later, a sports car drove out of the villa.
Song Shiyu felt that things were bad the moment he hung up. He quickly took out Qiao Xi’s phone and called her. Before Qiao Xi could speak, he started spitting out words like a machine gun, “Madam, today is the president’s birthday. This is the first birthday you guys are spending together after your marriage. It’s extremely meaningful.”
Qiao Xi had just sent the package out when she heard Song Shiyu’s words. She was surprised. “Gu Zheng’s birthday is today too?!”
Song Shiyu: “…”
‘Oh no, Madam’s gift was really not for the president!’
Xi Di Apartment.
Gu Zheng drove around the neighborhood for a long time. At last, he thought of the gift Black Tide had mentioned and drove to the entrance of Xi Di Apartment.
There was a package in front of the door of his apartment and he opened it.
