Si Ye nodded and then waved her away.
In the evening, after Chen Zhi had taken a bath and exited the bathroom, she saw Si Ye had already returned to the bedroom from his study. He approached her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and a pleasing curve formed at the corner of his mouth.
"Did you talk to my father today?"
Chen Zhi was not used to his closeness, and her body stiffened slightly, "Mm, we just chatted briefly, nothing much was said."
"You can talk to him in the future, but you mustn't discuss anything about yourself. I don't want my father to know about the relationship between you and me."
Chen Zhi's bright eyes looked at him and she smiled faintly, "Why, are you afraid your father will accuse you of not being serious about your work and emulating others in keeping a mistress?"
Si Ye wanted to deny it disdainfully, but his words changed as they reached his lips, "Something like that. He's not in good health now, and I don't want anything to agitate him."
