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His explanation was so lacking that Si Jingyu found it ridiculous.

She laughed.

Tears rolling down her cheeks, she laughed while crying, then left without turning back.

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After Si Jingyu left the Si’s villa, Zhuang Nainai entered the master bedroom. She saw Si Zhengting standing on the balcony and enjoying the breeze.

The night was chilly, and the chilly breeze crept into the warmth of his shirt collar, unscrupulously invading the warmth of his body.

Zhuang Nainai was stunned as she witnessed this.

Why was this man so incapable of taking care of himself?

She had spoken to Si Jingyu for such a long period of time; had he just been standing here all this while?

At this rate, his body was going to freeze, wasn’t it?

Zhuang Nainai hurriedly picked up an overcoat and walked over. She tiptoed as she put it over him.

Zhuang Nainai was shorter than him by a head. She should have been able to put it over him after tiptoeing, but the overcoat slid down right after it was draped over Si Zhengting’s body.

Zhuang Nainai’s instinctively pressed the overcoat against Si Zhengting’s body in order to prevent it from falling to the floor. However, as she used too much force, Si Zhengting staggered from the push.

She picked up the overcoat and put it over him again.

Again, Si Zhengting did not know what to say.

The ambiance was so harmonious, warm, and slightly sentimental — how could she manage to make it comical so easily?

But he finally calmed down after thinking about how Zhuang Nainai’s actions must have been influenced by how her heart ached for Si Jingyu, causing her to feel more agitated and annoyed than usual.

He swiveled his head around and saw Zhuang Nainai gazing at him cajolingly. “Sister just left to celebrate her Mother-in-law’s birthday. Don’t worry, she’ll reconcile with Brother-in-law.”

Si Zhengting refused to comment on the matter.

He had been observing Si Jingyu and Shi Jinyan’s relationship from a distance all this while.

All those years ago… he was the one who had convinced Si Jingyu — he had given Si Jingyu the courage to marry Shi Jinyan.

Furthermore, Mother Ding had been hurt in love. The attitude she had toward romantic relationships was thus very different from the layperson. The fact that Si Zhengting could have such a healthy attitude toward romantic relationships was all due to Si Jingyu’s efforts.

His relationship with his sister, Si Jingyu, was really good.

But now, he felt helpless.

Si Zhengting lowered his gaze and sighed.

That was her marriage, her choice.

The only thing that he could do was to support her.

As he managed to think this through, Si Zhengting’s mood lifted.

Zhuang Nainai stared at him, her eyes bright. As she had promised Sister that she would keep mum about the truth behind the matter, she could only blink and say, “If not for my efforts, Sister and Brother-in-law wouldn’t have reconciled! It’s the truth! Aren’t you going to give me a reward for my efforts?”

Si Zhengting studied the crafty look in her eyes. He really wanted to know what kind of reward she had in mind. Just then, she continued, “Just don’t ask me to return your bank card! I’m the dignified spouse of the Imperial Group’s President, but my current state of wealth is that of a pauper. How could you let this state of things continue? Anyway, I’m also afraid of embarrassing you in this state. So please, give me that card of yours. If I happen to go out for a meal with my friends, I can also use the card to pay for our meals, can I not?”

The corners of Si Zhengting’s eyes reflected his mirth at her words. So, after delivering such a monologue, she was actually deliberating over that card?

Si Zhengting arched his brows, deliberately teasing her, “No, you have to return that card to me.”

Zhuang Nainai’s expression immediately turned bitter. Her head drooped, then she couldn’t help but ask, “Then could you give…”

“Hm?”

The cool humming noise caused Zhuang Nainai to change tracks, “Then could you lend me $8,000,000?”

Her voice trailed off as she reached the end of the sentence. Zhuang Nainai then carefully raised her head to observe his reaction.

She had been racking her brains to think of an idea the past couple of days. If she had asked Gu Deshou for $8,000,000, he would have definitely asked for a favor in return.

But if she didn’t return that bank card… would Si Zhengting get angry?