CHAPTER 411: CHAPTER 382 SHE’S AN EXPERT AT COMPLAINING

Half an hour later, at Lingxiao Manor.

Ling Xiao, who was looking forward to his little wife getting off work to join him for lunch, received two messages.

"Sorry, Huahua, I’m missing Grandma and decided to go to Huang City on a whim. I’ll be back tomorrow to have dinner with you, love you yo!"

"Don’t worry, Cheng Shi is with me."

After reading the messages, the man’s burning heart instantly turned cold as ice, and his eyes were filled with disappointment.

You say not to worry, and so I shouldn’t worry?

Cheng Shi is with you... and I’m supposed to not worry? You make it sound easy, but how could that be possible!

The more Ling Xiao thought about it, the angrier he got, so he simply picked up his phone and dialed her number directly.

But even before he could start questioning her, he heard his little wife’s soft and sweet voice on the other end: "What’s up, my dear great male god? You couldn’t possibly be missing me already, could you? That was quick!"

She had hit the nail on the head with his thoughts.

"Stop flattering yourself, I just wanted to ask about the new tie I bought... have you seen it?"

Tang Xiaowan was startled by his question.

A new tie? I bought four recently, how would I know which one he’s talking about?

Oh, I get it!

"Oh, the new one! Ah, I think it’s lying on top of the... chest of drawers in the dressing room," Tang Xiaowan gently replied, though she was actually guessing wildly.

Of course, the man wasn’t foolish.

He knew his little wife was bluffing him, but since she had said so, he decided to play along.

"Oh, on top of the chest of drawers, got it."

"Anything else?"

"I made pig trotters, stewed in brown sugar syrup, so I won’t save any for you. That’s all."

Without waiting for Tang Xiaowan to respond, Ling Xiao quickly hung up the call, but his deep eyes flickered, making it unclear whether he was happy or angry.

"Madam... working overtime?" Zhao Renjie asked in a low voice, daring not to breathe too heavily.

"She’s gone to the airport, to Huang City."

Zhao Renjie: "?"

She looks so soft, sweet, and delicate, yet when she acts, she’s decisive without any hesitation.

Like doesn’t attract like for nothing!

Zhao Renjie immediately thought of this saying.

"Master, we might still make it, madam definitely hasn’t boarded yet, do we...?"

"She misses Grandma Tang, let her go."

Although Ling Xiao said so, his heart was flooded with mixed feelings.

Not even a week since we got our certificate, and I’ve fallen out of favor?

Me, a man of stature and handsome as the willow tree, have no appeal in your eyes?

Hmph! I’ll sort things out once you’re back. Even if you kneel and beg for forgiveness... it won’t work. All that talk about being newlyweds in love, sticky as glue, it’s all just to fool people.

You heartless creature, making me so angry!

"Master, could it be that madam knew about the Jiang Family’s matter and was moved, worrying about Old Mrs. Tang?"

Zhao Renjie’s guess was very accurate.

But Ling Xiao, having watched Tang Xiaowan grow up, naturally thought of this as well.

The reason why no one in Lingxiao Manor gossiped about the Jiang Family’s matter was that it was controllable. But elsewhere, it was different—in Chi Sea, with its numerous employees and visitors from all over, it was normal to hear things.

"Instruct everyone to withdraw from Chunlei Street, don’t let Tangtang get the wrong idea anymore," Ling Xiao murmured thoughtfully as he gave a soft order.

"Yes, master."

So Zhao Renjie immediately made a call to relay Ling Xiao’s orders.

The dining room was as silent as death.

Until a moment later, several servants carrying exquisite dishes filed into the dining room.

Ling Xiao coldly glanced at the casserole that was filled with braised pig trotters, which he had specially made for Tang Xiaowan, stewing for a full two hours.

Without his little wife’s company, how could he have any appetite, thus squandering the full table of delicious food.

"Master, shall I serve you a bowl of soup?"

Ling Xiao didn’t speak, his long fingers tapping the tabletop intermittently.

That’s when Shen Yiming came in leisurely, first gesturing to have Zhao Renjie leave, then with a smile, sat down opposite Ling Xiao, his demeanor that of someone who enjoyed watching the excitement.

"What’s the matter, that little girl... only gone for a day... and you’re planning a hunger strike in protest?"

"Tangtang, did she..."

Ling Xiao was so annoyed that he was at a loss for words.

"Mm, she let me know in advance, otherwise would I leave my wife and child to come find you?"

Ling Xiao was surprised: "Child?"

"Please, the one in the womb counts too, huh. The little guy might be stirring around, I mean, he’s only just over a month... how is he that capable?"

"Has Li Ruonan’s morning sickness gotten worse?"

"Yeah, it’s driving me crazy! Say, that nourishing soup you prepared... it wasn’t a sham, was it? There’s been no improvement at all."