Chapter 407 - Do You Think I’m A Three-Year-Old?
Chapter 407: Do You Think I’m A Three-Year-Old?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the hospital, Xia Ning wanted to buy some congee for Zheng Ziming. But when she reached the cafeteria, she noticed that everyone was focusing on her. The crowded cafeteria quieted down immediately.
Many women were looking at her angrily. She was baffled.
Must be some more gossips about her.
She was extremely tired of these unwarranted guesses. What did others’ business have to do with them?
When she was done buying congee, Xia Ning took a plastic bag and walked to the hospital building. A few voiced sounded from behind.
“Did you see? That’s Xia Ning! I always thought she was a very aloof person. But a b*tch is still a b*tch even with clothes on.”
“I really thought she was involved with those businessmen. So we were really underestimating her. If she was able to climb up that person’s bed, she probably won’t have to worry about anything for the rest of her life. Even if they break up later, she can probably get more than enough from the breakup.”
“But why do you think she’s in the hospital? That person is here with her. Do you think she just had an abortion?”
“Are you stupid? Would she come to buy food herself if she had an abortion?”
Xia Ning did not stop. She walked straight ahead but she heard the rest of the words even more clearly. She was almost sure that the dirt on her had not passed yet and there was even more.
Under the scrutiny, Xia Ning went back to the room.
Zheng Ziming was looking at his phone just now. But the moment he heard the door opening, he hid his phone away.
Xia Ning walked in and put the plastic bag on the table. She said, “I reached late today, so there is only plain congee left. I’ll get you something good for lunch.”
“No need. I really like plain congee.” Zheng Ziming’s eyeballs moved a little. He said, “And it’s so hot outside. Why would you want to go out? Why don’t we just order delivery from nearby?”
Xia Ning threw a look at Zheng Ziming. “This is K City. Do you think you are still in S City?” She chuckled. “Plus, don’t you hate street food?”
“I just don’t want to overwork you,” Zheng Ziming said with a smile.
Xia Ning stared at him with a ghostly smile and said, “Sure, you don’t want to overwork me. Who was it that asked me to run all over the city to find him a cake yesterday? Seems like your level of care for me varies every day.”
Catching Xia Ning’s playful gaze, Zheng Ziming suddenly looked a bit awkward. “Oh really? Maybe it was because the weather was better yesterday.”
“The recent weather has been the same. Why? Do you want me to show you the weather forecast?” Xia Ning raised her eyebrows and held her arms up around her chest, staring at Zheng Ziming.
Zheng Ziming moved his lips and said with a silly grin, “Asteria, why are you so vengeful? I merely asked you to buy me some food once, okay? When I’m better, I’ll go wherever you want me to go.”
“Alright, stop it!” The smile on Xia Ning’s face faded and she reached out her hand.
Seeing Xia Ning’s hand reaching out to him, Zheng Ziming licked his lips a little. “What are you doing?”
“Hand it in!” Xia Ning said calmly.
Zheng Ziming smiled and said, “Hand what in?”
“Whatever you were looking at just now!”
Zheng Ziming looked here and there. “I was not looking at anything. I was sleeping just now.”
“Zheng Ziming, are you sure you want to do this?”
Seeing Xia Ning’s annoyed gaze, Zheng Ziming pursed his lips a little and reached for the phone underneath his comforter. He did not forget to explain, “I just looked at it for a moment. I’m throwing it away now and will never look at it again. Don’t be mad.”
“Why should you throw it away? Show me what you were looking at!” Xia Ning reached directly for his phone.
“What’s so good about it?” Zheng Ziming wanted to hide his phone but Xia Ning was faster. She grabbed it at once.
The phone was in Xia Ning’s hand and she started reading at once.
Zheng Ziming looked panicked. He said at once, “Asteria, ladies should probably stay away from what guys read.”
Xia Ning turned around to Zheng Ziming and sneered. “This is the first time I heard that guys can read gossips but girls can’t. Zheng Ziming, do you think I’m a three-year-old?” As she spoke, she put the phone right in front of Zheng Ziming. In the photo were her and Qiao Yu.