64 The Second Dream

The teacher waved her hands, a gesture that, as Si Zhengting recalled, spoke of resigned disappointment.

Zhuang Nainai continued her recital.

"My second dream is to own a princess bed. It will be European style, measuring three meters by three meters, big enough for me to roll around on it all I want. And it will come with a white mosquito net. When the summer breeze blows past, the white mesh will float dreamily in the wind…"

Her imagery got all the girls in the class daydreaming too.

At least that was a normal dream.

Si Zhengting had thought so, but he found out that he was wrong immediately, for she continued.

"Of course, for this dream to come true, I need to understand the market for European beds, and then work my ass off to earn the money. But most importantly, I need a bigger room, my current bedroom is… too small to fit such a big bed in!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

A roar of laughter sounded. Zhuang Nainai turned to face her classmates and scratched her head. She then joined in the laughter in a silly way.

The Zhuang Nainai back then was as pure as a blank piece of paper. Si Zhengting wondered how such a person could exist in the world.

He discovered later that Zhuang Nainai had a different view of the world and values from everyone around her due to the European upbringing she received from her mother.

When he was in high school, his circle of friends was limited to a small group that included Su Yanbing. All others avoided him for he was the heir to the Imperial Group, and they felt inferior standing next to him.

He had countless admirers, but none of the girls had the courage to speak to him even once.

Only she had seemed to never notice the disparity in social status between them, following him around, calling him by his name with an air of righteousness. He could not suppress a smile at the thought of her back then.

However, she had changed after all.

Five years later, she had learned to put on a false front, to tiptoe around him, and to concede to his demands.

Back then, she would show her affection for him with pride, but now, she had to hide her dislike for him.

Si Zhengting's eyes darkened at this thought. Should he be happy that she changed? Given her character back then, she would never have stayed with him if she did not like him.

Si Zhengting frowned slightly and watched the girl who was curled up in the bed. He reached to release the net. She was half-visible from behind the white canopy of mesh, looking a lot like a princess.

He unconsciously slowed his movements. He stood barefoot on the floor and drew the curtains firmly shut before getting dressed quickly. He was halfway out of the door when he suddenly recalled something and turned back. He found a bag and dumped all the items from the drawer into it before leaving again.

Si Zhengting descended the stairs. The butler approached and looked past him upstairs. With a smile, he enquired, "Sir, Madam…"

"She's exhausted, don't disturb her."

Exhausted?

A big smile blossomed on the butler's face and he replied, "Yes, yes."

Si Zhengting then thrust the bag into his arms and said in a cold voice, "Uncle Lee, I am young and energetic. You, on the other hand, have years catching up on you. You need these things more than I do."

The butler was speechless.