Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce

Hearing this teasing voice, Shi Che’s brows furrowed deeply, his irritation that was already there intensified, and the voice that emerged was laced with impatience, "If you’ve got something to say, say it; if not, get lost." The man on the other end chuckled, his voice lazy, "Buddy, if you’re not busy, come out for a drink."

Shi Che knitted his brows, intending to refuse, but his gaze inadvertently swept over the remaining milk on the desk, and his eyes darkened. He went straight to the point, "Where?"

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Ling Chuxia was lying in bed, tossing and turning, wrestling with what she should do next when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Shi Che walked in with long strides.

Ling Chuxia’s eyes paused for a second when she saw Shi Che, then they lit up. She had thought Shi Che would be back late again tonight, late enough that she’d have fallen asleep, but unexpectedly he was back early. Did she still have a chance tonight?

Ling Chuxia first observed Shi Che’s expression. Seeing his serene face, although slightly tense, there was no sign of anger. It seemed that although he had thrown her out of the study earlier, he wasn’t angry with her.

Ling Chuxia’s heart that had been hanging slowly settled back down. With Shi Che not being angry, she grew bolder. She quickly got up from the bed and walked over to him, standing in front of him and softly asked, "Young Master, you’re back? Do you want to take a bath? Shall I run some hot water for you?"

Shi Che glanced at Ling Chuxia. She stood there obediently, her face slightly tilted down, quiet and gently beautiful.