Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce
Chapter 133 To Pounce or Not to Pounce (19)

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 To Pounce or Not to Pounce (19)

Shi Che’s hand tightened slightly as he held the plate, he still didn’t speak, only bent his knees, crouched down, and placed the plate in front of her.

Ling Chuxia glanced at it, a bowl of steaming noodles and a cup of warm boiled water. Ling Chuxia hadn’t had much of her breakfast that morning before Mrs. Shi dragged her away to scold her, and she hadn’t eaten anything for lunch or dinner either. Her stomach had long been growling, and now, suddenly seeing a bowl of noodles still steaming hot, Ling Chuxia instinctively swallowed.

Shi Che watched her reaction with a faint smile emerging in his eyes. He was about to invite Ling Chuxia to eat, but suddenly, Ling Chuxia looked up at him with tightly furrowed brows, full of wariness, "What are you trying to do? Tempt me into breaking the rules?"

Mrs. Shi had given strict orders that no one was to bring her food, or else her punishment would be doubled.

Shi Che’s original words were choked back by Ling Chuxia’s accusation. He had kindly brought her food, and instead of being grateful, she suspected him of having ulterior motives.

After all, Shi Che, from his childhood, had always been the center of attention, a young master with his pride and temper. Ling Chuxia’s guarded expression and cautious words instantly shattered his good mood. His face darkened, and he coldly threw out the words, "Eat it or not—it’s up to you!" Then, he turned and walked away.

Ling Chuxia stared at Shi Che’s back, tinged with a hint of anger, her large eyes turning round and round, suddenly feeling that she might have misunderstood him.

After all, if he helped her, not only would her punishment be doubled, but so would his.

Still, she and Shi Che had hardly interacted before; why would he risk punishment to help her?

Ling Chuxia couldn’t figure it out. Her gaze fell on the noodles in front of her, freshly cooked even at this late hour. The servants had long gone to bed; no one would have cooked for him, which meant... the noodles must have been cooked by Shi Che himself.

The high and mighty young master actually cooked noodles for her, Ling Chuxia found it unbelievable, yet, in a moment, she felt maybe she had indeed misjudged his intentions.

Ling Chuxia then looked up again at Shi Che, then at the bowl of noodles, and slowly reached out her hand to pick up the bowl...

Shi Che had already stepped into the doorway when he heard the sound of someone eating noodles behind him. He abruptly stopped, then turned back, seeing Ling Chuxia holding the bowl, cheerfully eating.

For a moment, he couldn’t clearly explain his feelings, but his steps involuntarily walked back, step by step, until he was in front of her.

As she ate, she looked up at him, her large eyes blinking, as if asking why he had returned.