Ling Chuxia hadn’t expected Shi Che to return so abruptly. At the sight of him, she froze for a mont, her grip on the dicine box failed, and it dropped to the floor.
Startled, Ling Chuxia felt her heart ready to leap out of her chest. Reflexively, she wanted to bend down to pick it up, but Shi Che’s dark gaze had already shifted coolly toward her. Chuxia’s eyes hardened, and her movent abruptly stiffened. To squat down and pick up the dicine box would be too obvious, especially since she hadn’t anticipated his early return and hadn’t taken any asures to hide it. The blatantly obvious vitamin box would surely arouse suspicion if seen.
There wasn’t ti for Ling Chuxia to think. Instinctively, she extended her foot and nudged the dicine box with a bit of force, kicking it under the neighboring sofa. Perhaps due to her trembling foot, which hadn’t kicked with much strength, she didn’t manage to push it entirely out of sight, leaving a small corner exposed. Despite not understanding the potential risk, she knew it could still be discovered. Chuxia wanted to give another kick, but Sister Hua erged from the kitchen at that mont. Upon seeing Shi Che’s return, Sister Hua quickly walked over and nudged her, "Young Madam, the young master is back. Don’t just stand there, go to him!"
Ling Chuxia frowned slightly, hesitating a bit. But Sister Hua, not caring, pushed her with force, sending Chuxia two steps forward. Chuxia’s eyes covertly swept over the dicine box. Despite her anxiety, she had no choice but to take a deep breath, her lips curving into a shallow smile, then she walked forward slowly. Eventually, she stopped two steps in front of Shi Che, her gaze, as always, just below his eyes, and softly said, "Young master...you’re back?"
Shi Che, however, didn’t respond to her. His dark eyes looked past her, landing on Sister Hua who was behind her. For so reason, Chuxia felt his aura turned markedly colder in an instant, and his voice carried a chill, "Why is Sister Hua here?"
This question was expected by Chuxia. She had already thought of an answer and now wasn’t as flustered. With her hands clasped in front of her, her gaze lowered, her voice remained light, "I’ve caught a bit of a cold these past few days, so Madam asked Sister Hua to take care of ." After Ling Chuxia finished speaking, she feigned a few coughs for effect.
Shi Che looked at her with a furrowed brow. Chuxia felt his piercing gaze weighing heavily on the top of her head, making her skin crawl, but during critical tis, desperate asures were required. Even if it ant lying, she had to maintain her composure and not let him detect anything amiss.
Ling Chuxia tried her best to stand erect, restraining any tremors, standing tall and straight.
Shi Che observed her, a flicker of a hidden light in the depths of his eyes. He could only see the top of her head and not her complexion. Was she really ill? Shi Che’s gaze lingered for a mont but ultimately, he said nothing more, changed his shoes, and walked inside.
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