The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

The beep sound rang in his ears, Ling Chuxia's heart was beating wildly as always, and he couldn't help but sweat a little while holding the phone.

There was a long beeping sound, until Ling Chuxia thought that Shi Che would not answer the phone, but the phone was answered suddenly, and then a low and indifferent voice came over, "What's the matter?"

Ling Chuxia's heart jumped suddenly, and suddenly her tongue seemed a bit knotted, and she couldn't say anything. He seemed a little impatient on the other end, and her voice became a little cold, "Speak!"

Sister Hua was anxious looking at Ling Chuxia's dazed appearance, and she didn't care about any respect. She stretched out her hand and pushed her shoulder, silently gestured, "Madam, speak!"

Ling Chuxia only returned to his senses, clenched both hands firmly, and opened his mouth in a low voice, "Young Master...you...are you going home today?"

Obviously it was such a simple sentence, but Ling Chuxia said it stubbornly, half dead.

Shi Che had already lost his patience and planned to hang up the phone directly, but Ling Chuxia's words came in his ear, and his hand that hung up the phone suddenly stopped, and the light under his eyes instantly condensed.

Ling Chuxia called and asked him to go home? I haven't had such a call in three years...

Shi Che's black eyes sank, and there seemed to be light fluctuations in the bottom of his eyes, and a trace of nameless joy was coming up in his heart, but soon, as if thinking of something, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the desk. After looking at the time on the calendar, the light under his eyes sank again in an instant, and the gleam of joy in my heart turned into a deep ridicule.

Today is the day of Ling Chuxia's annual physical examination.

Shi Che curled his lips, his eyes filled with endless coldness, and the voice of his mouth unconsciously carried the icy coldness of a shady bird, "What task did my mother give you this time?"

Shi Che's tone was cold, his words were sharp, and he didn't leave any emotions at all. He poked Ling Chuxia's heart straight, her face turned pale, and when she was ready, everything was stuck in her throat.

Shi Che snorted coldly, but didn't hung up her phone in a hurry this time, but waited patiently for her answer.

Ling Chuxia's hand holding the phone clenched little by little, her fingertips turned pale little by little, and she opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't make a sound.

Sister Hua was so anxious as she watched her by the side, and she wanted to seize her phone to help her, but she could only gesticulately direct her to let her speak well.

Ling Chuxia took a few deep breaths before suppressing the embarrassment in his heart, and said with difficulty, "No, I...I...I just ask, if you return home, if... …If you’re not busy, just...just go home, I...I..."

Ling Chuxia tried his best to find an excuse. Huasao was too anxious to find a way. She grabbed the pen on the table and wrote a line on the palm of her hand, and presented it to Ling Chuxia.