Shi Che threw out that harsh comment, fastened the last button on his shirt, grabbed his coat and wallet, and stormed toward the door, slamming it shut with a loud bang.
Tool...
Ling Chuxia's eyes twitched, her face turning slightly pale. No matter how humble she was, she always had her feelings and emotions. Although Shi Che had often spoken harshly to her in the past, initially, she would feel sad and hurt, feeling deeply wounded. However, over time, she had gotten used to it.
But this time, the word "tool" still stung her heart.
Ling Chuxia knew that Shi Che had never liked her, but she had not expected that his aversion toward her had reached such a level.
With him disliking her so much, how could he possibly want her child...
Ling Chuxia suddenly felt disheartened.
For the past three years, she had been cautiously staying by Shi Che's side, striving to be the best wife to satisfy him. Yet no matter how she tried to accommodate him or please him, it never seemed to agree with him, and she always ended up angering him. She genuinely didn't know what to do anymore...
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Shi Che went downstairs, directly heading to the underground parking, walking towards his car. He took out the car keys to unlock it, but for some reason, his fingers trembled. He pressed the unlock button several times without success, frustrating him to the point that he threw the car keys angrily onto the ground.
Old Zhu, Shi Che's chauffeur, hurried over, happening to witness the scene, causing his heart to involuntarily skip a beat. He held his breath for a moment, quickly stepped forward, picked up the car keys from the ground, and said in a low and respectful voice, "Young Master, let me."
He held the car keys, pressed the unlock button, and unlocked the car. Then, he opened the rear door, his tone increasingly respectful, "Young Master, please."
Shi Che stood still for quite a while before bending down and getting into the car.
Old Zhu closed the car door, jogged to the front, opened the driver's seat, and got in. He raised his eyes slightly, looking at Shi Che through the rearview mirror. His previously gloomy face had returned to its usual form, his handsome features expressionless, as cold and hard as an ice sculpture, giving no hint of his emotions.
Old Zhu had watched Shi Che grow up; how could he not see how bad his mood was at the moment?
Shi Che was always composed and reserved, maintaining his calm demeanor at all times and places, except when it came to the Young Madam.
Every time the Young Master lost control and became irritable, eight or nine times out of ten, it was related to the Young Madam.
Old Zhu honestly didn't quite understand the Young Master's thoughts. To him, it seemed that the Young Master should like the Young Madam. Otherwise, why would he always try to shorten his business trips and quickly handle affairs, taking the fastest flight back home, and once off the plane, rushing home nonstop?
For instance, tonight, he finished his dinner meeting already at ten o'clock. Even after drinking quite a lot of alcohol, he was advised to rest for the night at the hotel, but he still insisted on booking the fastest flight back.
Moreover, each time he traveled to different places, regardless of the tight schedule, he always took time to personally explore the local area to pick out meaningful gifts for the Young Madam.
For instance, this time, he also brought a gift back for the Young Madam.