Geng Yi on the other end of the phone, "..." Their boss, has he gone mad?
Si Nan looked at Yige and said, "Do you believe it now?"
Tang Yige, "..." I don’t believe it!
Does he think she’s a fool!?
She didn’t hear Lei Yicheng’s voice. How would she know if he really called or if he was just acting in front of her?
"I..."
"You need to stay here and recover. Once your eyes are healed, if you want to leave, I won’t stop you. But before they do, I won’t let you go."
Tang Yige was about to argue to call Lei Yicheng herself, but Si Nan interrupted her before she could finish.
Hearing this, Tang Yige imdiately forgot about calling Lei Yicheng, frowned tightly, and said, "You’re imprisoning ?"
Imprisoning?
Si Nan glanced at Yige, "If that’s how you want to see it, that’s fine too."
Tang Yige, "..."
...
Geng Yi brought the bedding and sheets that Si Nan wanted, thinking that should be it for now.
Unexpectedly, Si Nan handed him a list, instructing him to purchase everything on it by the afternoon.
Geng Yi, "..."
Even though he really didn’t want to do it, he didn’t dare not to!
Taking the list from Si Nan, Geng Yi’s mouth twitched slightly.
Pots, pans, oil, salt, sauces, and various seasonings, what does it all an?
Looks like his big boss not only plans to settle in but also start cooking?
Moreover.
Why didn’t he ntion all this when he went to get the sheets?
Why make him run back and forth several tis?
Geng Yi grumbled internally but remained outwardly compliant, assuring he’d get it done.
Afterward, Geng Yi resigned himself to driving to the large supermarket in town to shop.
After Geng Yi left.
Si Nan returned to the bedroom, took the sheets and bedding Geng Yi brought, and began making the bed.
Tang Yige sat on the sofa, listening to Si Nan’s rustling, her lips pressed tightly, frowning.
Once Si Nan finished, Tang Yige spoke, "I don’t want to stay here. I want to go back to the studio."
Si Nan walked into the bathroom to wash his hands, then ca out and looked at Tang Yige, "I told you, until your eyes are healed, I won’t let you leave."
"You won’t? Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to control ?"
Seeing Tang Yige about to lose her temper again, Si Nan frowned and chose not to respond, fearing that any response would rile her up further.
Upset at Si Nan’s silence, Tang Yige grew more frustrated, "Si Nan, what exactly do you want? What are you trying to accomplish by doing this?"
Si Nan still didn’t respond and just sat on the bed, staring at her.
Tang Yige was so angry she felt steam coming out of her head, "Si Nan, speak!"
"..."
Si Nan pursed his thin lips and said, "The bed is made. Are you going to take a nap?"
Tang Yige, "..."
Especially when her punch, thrown with all her might, seed to hit a fluffy cotton ball, leaving her powerless and frustrated!
"Are you hungry?"
Si Nan asked.
It was already afternoon, and Tang Yige had slept until nearly noon, having missed both breakfast and lunch.
Now it was Tang Yige’s turn to remain silent, her face tight.
Si Nan didn’t force her to answer.
He took out his phone and called Geng Yi, "How much longer?"
Geng Yi, "..."
How long has it been since he left? Doesn’t shopping take ti?
If you wanted it done quickly, why didn’t the boss co himself?
Despite his internal complaints, Geng Yi obediently said, "Boss, I just reached the supermarket; it won’t be long now."
"Okay. On your way back, pack so food from the Vegetarian Restaurant," Si Nan said.
Geng Yi, "..."
You’re the boss, whatever you say goes!
"Sure, no problem, boss," Geng Yi replied with a smile.
Si Nan said nothing further and ended the call.
"Si Nan..."
"Not sleeping?" Si Nan glanced at Yige.
Yige gritted her teeth, "Do you find this amusing?"
"Well, I haven’t had a good sleep for months. If you’re not sleeping, then I will," Si Nan replied.
Tang Yige was about to lose her mind!
What does Si Nan really want?
Is he really planning to push her to the brink before he’s satisfied?
He and Tang Ruan already have a child, it’s only a matter of ti before they remarry, yet he’s still entangled with her...
Si Nan looked at Yige’s face, flushed with anger, and opened his mouth as if to say sothing, but in the end, said nothing. He turned aside and laid on the bed, resting his head on the pillow, squinting at Yige.
He didn’t really sleep, just kept watching her.
As though afraid she might suddenly disappear before his eyes.
Ti ticked by.
In the silent room, only the sound of two breathing floated in the air.
Suddenly.
Tang Yige stood up from the sofa.
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