Shi Che’s gaze slightly darkened as he glanced at Ling Chuxia’s busy hands and suddenly spoke in a low voice, "I’m not drinking this soup!"
Ling Chuxia, who was serving the soup, paused. She couldn’t help but glance at the soup—it was his favorite fish soup, yet now he was saying he wouldn’t drink it?
Ling Chuxia was puzzled, but since Shi Che wasn’t drinking, she couldn’t force it on him. She had to stop serving the soup and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.
Only then did Shi Che lower his gaze slightly, a quick flash of a smile crossing his eyes.
The two ate in silence, especially Ling Chuxia, who made almost no sound even when chewing. Although she had brought enough food, she seed afraid he wouldn’t have enough—she only picked at the vegetables and didn’t touch any of the at.
Shi Che’s brows furrowed again soon after. He reached out, grabbed a large piece of at, and directly threw it into Ling Chuxia’s bowl. Ling Chuxia’s hand stalled slightly as she slightly raised her eyes to look at Shi Che, a trace of confusion in her big eyes.
Shi Che didn’t even look at her, simply saying indifferently, "I don’t like it, you eat it."
Ling Chuxia was stunned. The food she brought was all Shi Che’s favorite dishes, yet today they seed to not suit his taste at all?
She couldn’t possibly have rembered his preferences wrong... Could it be that his tastes had changed?
True enough, thereafter, Shi Che occasionally put food into her bowl with a look of disgust, then coldly told her to eat.
He picked out all the big pieces of at, and since Ling Chuxia had eaten breakfast late, around ten o’clock, she was not very hungry. After a few pieces of at, she could not eat anymore, but she couldn’t not eat what Shi Che picked for her, her eyebrows wrinkled, and her entire face involuntarily did the sa.
Shi Che’s eyes were keeping a watchful gaze on her, observing her inadvertent expressions, the corners of his lips slowly lifting in an almost imperceptible smile.
Just as Ling Chuxia hesitated whether to swallow all the at, there was a knock on the office door.
Shi Che’s brows furrowed, irritated at the interruption. Didn’t they know he was having a al with his wife? His gaze darkened, and his voice dropped cold, "Co in."
Xiao Zhao pushed the door open, quickly scanning his boss’s face, which was not as terrifying as it had been in the morning. He sighed silently in relief and then glanced at Ling Chuxia, thinking that indeed, love was a hero’s downfall!
It seed that the upcoming eting would not be bombarded by President Shi’s gloomy mood.
He straightened his face, speaking earnestly, "President Shi, it’s ti for the eting. Everyone is here."
Shi Che’s dissatisfaction grew, his dark gaze fixed on Xiao Zhao, staring until Xiao Zhao felt a chill down his spine. Had he said sothing wrong?
Shi Che had a eting to attend, and Ling Chuxia didn’t dare delay him. She quickly said, "Sir, go ahead to the eting. I’ll reheat the food for you later."
Shi Che’s gaze swept coolly over Ling Chuxia, his thin lips pressed together. He said nothing and suddenly stood up, striding out!
Each and every one of them had no tact!
After Shi Che left, Ling Chuxia and Xiao Zhao exchanged puzzled glances, both clueless about what was actually bothering Shi Che.
However, Xiao Zhao nodded at her and quickly left, closing the door behind him for Ling Chuxia.
Ling Chuxia sat on the sofa for a few seconds, then stood up, walking briskly towards the desk. She hadn’t forgotten the purpose of her visit.
If Shi Che had found the dicine box, then it would likely be in the office.
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