After a brief mont of anger, she quickly cald down, sharply seeing through the essence behind the pretense.
Madam Si thought she had seen through his intentions.
Unexpectedly, the man on the sofa was even more composed than she thought, rely raising an eyebrow, giving her a look of surprise, and said, "You’re talking about Anxin?"
He noncommittally said, "I used to think about it, but now I’ve broken up with her."
"..." Madam Si vaguely felt that when he ntioned Lin Anxin’s na, his eyes were different.
But looking closely, she couldn’t see anything else.
Si Chen still looked like he really had no plans to marry and wasn’t open to discussion at all.
Madam Si really had a headache now.
More than worrying about Si Chen changing influencers like changing clothes, she was more concerned about his idea of not planning to get married.
She lingered in the villa for nearly two hours, and no matter how much she probed or spoke indirectly to him, Si Chen maintained the sa stance, not planning to marry, saying marriage was too troubleso, never thought about it.
Finally, she couldn’t contain her anger and stord out.
Aunt Wang had been serving tea and coffee in the living room and heard everything. She watched with concern as Madam Si stord out, then turned to look at the young master on the sofa.
The young master, who had been impervious in front of Madam, now tiredly rubbed his temple, furrowing his eyebrows, looking very exhausted.
"Aunt Wang, make a cup of coffee." After listening to hours of nagging, he had a headache.
"Alright."
Aunt Wang was very efficient, and in a short while, she made a cup of coffee and brought it over.
Si Chen picked up the coffee cup, took a sip of the hot coffee, and his pale lips finally eased a little.
Aunt Wang, seeing his weary face and knowing how busy he’s been lately, quietly said, "Young master, you haven’t eaten, have you? I’ll make you so food, you should eat sothing."
When she said that, Si Chen rembered there were fish and tofu he bought from the supermarket in the kitchen.
Unfortunately, the person he wanted to have dinner with had already left.
His slightly eased temple tensed up again.
He flexed his finger, tapping on the marble table, planning his next steps in his mind. He was absorbed in his thoughts, and Aunt Wang didn’t disturb him, just waiting for his response.
When Si Chen ca back to his senses, he raised his eyelids and noticed her. The taut line of his jaw softened a little, and he softly said, "Okay, go ahead. I want boiled fish and Mapo tofu."
Aren’t these dishes what Miss Lin likes to eat?
Aunt Wang sighed inwardly, smiling, "Alright, I’ll make them right away, young master, you can eat in half an hour."
"Alright, thank you."
"It’s my job."
Aunt Wang went into the kitchen.
Si Chen tapped the table a few more tis and made a call to the secretary, knowing that he had safely sent Lin Anxin back to the hotel. Then he made a call to the producer, instructing him to delay the shoot. Finally, he talked to the director, telling him to replace the influencer he had previously sent to the set, then he put down the mobile phone.
Looking down, he clicked on the ssage page on his mobile phone.
The most prominent first ssage was a complaint ssage from Tiffany, and he opened the conversation box.
The first thing he saw was a photo Tiffany had secretly taken.
In the photo, the woman smiling with a face like a flower turned her head joyfully to say sothing to the man next to her, and although he didn’t speak, his gaze was intently focused on her.
As a man, he knew what that gaze ant.
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