Zhuang Nainai was speechless.
Zhuang Nainai finally saw her own image reflected in his eyes. Her unkempt hair, Si Zhengting's obsession over cleanliness, her memory of how he used to straighten her collar for her when they had dated back in high school…
It almost felt like she had returned to her high school days. Her messy hair didn't feel that bad anymore.
Everyone was at work at this time of the day, so the roads were clear. When they got to the Si residence,lunch was just ready. They ate, then Si Zhengting left for the study room to retrieve a random, unimportant document.
As he stepped out of the room, he caught a glimpse of Zhuang Nainai pleasantly sunning herself on the balcony. That made him lose his mood for work.
Unfortunately, there was a meeting he had to attend later in the afternoon.
Si Zhengting made his footsteps heavier.