Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

So after a brief moment of anger, she quickly sobered up and saw through the essence behind the illusion.

Mrs. Si thought she had seen through his purpose.

Unexpectedly, the man on the sofa was calmer than she thought. He just raised his eyebrows, looked at her in surprise, and said, "You mean An Xin?"

He said noncommittally, "I thought about it before, but now I have broken up with her."

"..." Mrs. Si vaguely felt that his eyes were different when he mentioned Lin Anxin's name.

But if you look closely, you can't see anything.

Si Chen still looked like he really had no intention of getting married and refused to accept any discussion.

Mrs. Si really had a headache now.

She was more worried about the idea that he didn't plan to get married than Chi Shen changed his clothes.

She spent nearly two hours in the villa, no matter how she tried to test him or talked to him in insinuating ways. Si Chen always had the same attitude. He had no plans to get married. Marriage was too troublesome and he never thought about it.

She grinded to the end, finally couldn't hold back her anger, and walked away angrily.

Aunt Wang had been serving tea and water in the living room and listened to the whole process. She worriedly watched Mrs. Si leave angrily, and then looked back at the young master on the sofa.

The young master changed his attitude of being shy in front of his wife and rubbed his temples tiredly, frowning as if he was very tired.

"Aunt Wang, make me a cup of coffee." After listening to the chanting for two hours, he had a headache.

"OK."

Aunt Wang was very quick with her hands and feet. After a while, she made him a cup of coffee and brought it over.

Si Chen picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of hot coffee. The pale color of his lips finally softened a little.

Seeing his tired face, Aunt Wang knew that he had been very busy recently, so she whispered, "Master, you haven't eaten yet? I'll make you some food. You can eat some."

As soon as she said that, Si Chen remembered that there were fish and tofu he bought in the supermarket in the kitchen.

Unfortunately, the person he wanted to have dinner with left early.

The temples, which had finally relaxed a little, became tense again.

He flexed his fingers and tapped on the marble table, mentally planning what to do next. He was immersed in his own thoughts, and Aunt Wang didn't interrupt him, just waiting for his answer.

When Si Chen came to his senses, he raised his eyelids and noticed her. The tight jawline relaxed a little, and he said softly, "Okay, go ahead and do it. I want to eat boiled fish fillets and mapo tofu."

Aren’t these two dishes Miss Lin’s favorite?

Aunt Wang sighed in her heart, with a smile on her face, "Okay, I'll do it right away. Master, you can eat in half an hour."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"This is my job."

Aunt Wang went into the kitchen.

Si Chen tapped the table a few times and called his secretary, knowing that he had sent Lin Anxin back to the hotel safely. I called the producer again and told him to postpone the start of filming. Then he told the director to replace the internet celebrity he had stuffed into the set before putting down his phone.

He lowered his head and clicked on the messaging page on his phone.

The most conspicuous first message was the complaint message sent to him by Tiffany, and he clicked on the dialog box.

As soon as you look in, you can see the photos Tiffany took candidly.

In the photo, the smiling woman turned her head happily and said something to the man next to her. While she was talking, the man did not speak, but his eyes were focused on her.

As a man, he knew what that look meant.