No Such Fetish (18)

During their three years of marriage, Ling Chuxia had treated her husband with respect, and fear. She was extra careful when serving him. When he was reticent, she would not initiate a conversation. His quietness would be amplified by her own silence.

Therefore, when Ling Chuxia suddenly broke the silence and initiated the conversation, Shi Che was rather flabbergasted. It took him a while to come back to his senses.

Little did he know that his silence had caused Ling Chuxia to misunderstand him. She had initially thought that he was rather cheerful and hence she had dared to take a risk. She had not anticipated that her words would have displeased him. Seeing his face darken, she naturally had shut up and turned away quietly, and lowered her eyes.

Shi Che focused himself and watched her with his furrowed brows. The gleam in his eyes dimmed, and he managed to speak awkwardly, "Ask then."

Ling Chuxia had little faith that Shi Che would allow her to ask questions. When he had finally spoken, she was a little stunned at first, a sense of delight followed shortly.

Usually, when Ling Chuxia spoke to Shi Che, he had always brushed her off. Little did she expect that he was willing to hear her out. It looked as if…he was in a rather cheery mood.

Although she did not know the reason, she would not let this opportunity slip.

Ling Chuxia gently bit her lower lips and was pondering on how she should say it. She, then, opened her lips and ventured in a low voice, "Young Master, you…why did you disagree…to bring my sister back?"

Ling Chuxia dared not look directly into Shi Che's eyes. When she spoke, she fixed her stare on Shi Che's chin.

As soon as she finished her words, she saw that Shi Che's relaxed chin lines were starting to tighten swiftly before her eyes.

She was taken by surprise and looked up subconsciously. Coincidently, her eyes were locked with Shi Che's eyes.

He was sitting there gracefully, neat and handsome, however, his dark brown eyes were delivering shots of intimidating coldness.

Ling Chuxia's body stiffened as a chill rose from her feet. It was rather a mockery that during her three-year marriage to Shi Che, she was most familiar with his infuriated and angry expressions.

She knew that he was upset again. Her body temperature was automatically lowered by eight degrees as Shi Che's fury rose.

Shi Che was so maddened that he sniggered, while the corner of his lips twisted at an angle. He chuckled.

Ling Chuxia could not help her shivering. His smile was more terrifying than an angry outburst.

"You wanted to ask this question?"

When Shi Che spoke, his voice was calm and his tone was composed. There was no emotion. However, Ling Chuxia understood that that was the calm before the storm.