In the following ti, Shi Che stopped picking on her on purpose and got seriously to work, which essentially involved eting clients and discussing collaborations.
Shi Che spoke with the clients while Ling Chuxia, unable to understand or assist Shi Che in any aningful way, simply sat quietly by the side, almost like a piece of decoration.
After a whole day like this, Ling Chuxia couldn’t even perceive her role there. Shi Che could handle everything by himself, so what was the point of having a secretary like her?
She glanced sideways at Shi Che, who sat nearby looking through docunts, flipping page by page, his expression serious, his gaze focused. As Ling Chuxia watched, her own eyes glazed over with a hint of fascination.
A serious man is the most charming—isn’t he? She seed to realize that this might be the very first ti she had seen him at work.
Although they had been married for three years, they had rarely spent any actual ti together, certainly less than they did now, together at all tis.
Even though she did nothing but sit next to him, her heart felt peaceful and even carried a small, joyous sensation.
She knew that such joy was shaful, and she also knew she was wronging her elder sister by feeling this way, but human emotions are not so easily controlled; the harder one suppresses them, the stronger they rebound.
She could only carefully conceal her own happiness, staying silently by his side, knowing in ten days, she would pack up everything and end it all.
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By evening, Ling Chuxia, his secretary, finally found her mont of usefulness; she was to accompany Shi Che to a banquet.
Earlier, when she returned to the villa to pack, she gathered her clothes without much thought and brought no evening gowns. Now, hesitating whether to ntion this to Shi Che, he had already tossed a paper bag to her.
Slightly startled, Ling Chuxia glanced at the paper bag and found an evening gown inside...
When had he bought it? Could it have been that morning? But at that ti, wasn’t he shopping for his own clothes? How could he have thought of her?
Lost in her chaotic thoughts, Shi Che’s indifferent voice ca to her ears, "You have half an hour to get ready!" He left the room after dropping those words.
Ling Chuxia looked up absentmindedly at his retreating figure, then lowered her eyes to the dress inside the paper bag. Suddenly, she hugged the bag, and a secret smile spread across her face.
Perhaps Shi Che had bought the gown just so that she, his secretary, wouldn’t embarrass him, but... she was thrilled that he had thought of her.
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Ling Chuxia changed into the evening gown, a light blue cocktail dress that was both fashionable and elegant, with a hint of freshness that made her complexion look much brighter. Standing in front of the mirror, she saw her fair skin and well-proportioned figure highlighted in the light blue dress, revealing her figure without being overly revealing—it suited her perfectly.
Ling Chuxia turned around in front of the mirror, feeling quite vain, with a thread of sweet delight in her heart.
As Ling Chuxia walked out of her room, Shi Che had also changed into his outfit, lifting one arm lightly while fastening the cuff on his other. With a slight lift of his eyelids, the image of Ling Chuxia caught him off guard.
The hand fastening the button paused abruptly, his gaze swept rapidly across Ling Chuxia, filled with astonishnt.
In those three years, it wasn’t that Ling Chuxia had never accompanied him to banquets, but her attire was always the sa dignified elegance, lacking her own beauty and vivacity.
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