Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce-Chapter 892 - 891: Don’t Touch Xiaxia’s Child (11)

As soon as it went down, I immediately had an appetite to eat.

Just this one sentence, Shi Che’s heart was instantly captured. However, in front of others, he always remained calm and composed, showing no outward emotion. He merely spoke lightly, "President An, have you eaten? If not, would you like to eat together?"

Shi Che was about to pay and leave, but saying this made President An immediately understand the implication, and she wasn’t about to miss the opportunity.

She beamed with a smile and responded, "In that case, I’ll gratefully accept your offer." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Shi Che stood up, pulled out a chair next to Ling Chuxia, and sat beside her, while President An took a seat opposite them.

Shi Che lazily glanced at her and then slightly moved his lips, "At this time of year, there shouldn’t be any tangerines, right?"

"Actually, I do have some left at home, kept in the refrigerator as a backup. I’ll get them sent over when I go back, and in a couple of days, I’ll personally deliver them to you as a present for today’s meeting."

Sometimes, building relationships doesn’t necessarily require something tangible like money. It’s about understanding what the other person needs and catering to their interests, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

One has to say, President An really hit Shi Che’s weak spot this time. Everything related to Ling Chuxia is his Achilles’ heel.

"Great, then thank you, President An, in advance."

Shi Che’s "great" seemed to be merely thanking her for the tangerines, but President An understood that if her tangerines were effective, her company would surely be saved. She couldn’t help a gleam of joy from passing through her eyes.

Her gaze on Ling Chuxia grew increasingly bright, like a lifeline, as she began to enthusiastically share her pregnancy experiences with Ling Chuxia.

What do expectant fathers and mothers love to hear most? It would be these pregnancy experiences. Otherwise, Shi Che and Ling Chuxia wouldn’t flip through books on this topic before bed every night, unable to sleep until they read a few pages.

By now, President An had shared her experiences with the two of them for over an hour. They both listened with keen interest, especially Shi Che, who even called a waiter to get him a pen and paper. While listening, he took notes.

Young Master Shi, like an obedient student in a classroom, carefully recorded every word, stroke by stroke. Watching Shi Che’s focused expression, Ling Chuxia smiled and couldn’t resist leaning over to kiss his cheek.

Her man was just too adorable...

The meal lasted a full three hours. By the time they emerged from the restaurant, the sky had completely darkened. Because their car was parked across the street, they walked hand in hand towards it slowly.

Shi Che’s hand was broad and warm, his large palm enclosing her small hand, as if to wrap her entire world. Remembering the scene from earlier, Ling Chuxia couldn’t help but chuckle, then cocked her head, gazing at Shi Che, and asked, "Shi Che, do you often abuse your authority like this?"

"Hmm?" He seemed not quite to understand what she meant.

Ling Chuxia blinked her big eyes and said word by word, "That President An wanted to collaborate with you on something public, didn’t she? You must have refused before, and now after she said a few words, you agreed to her partnership?"

Shi Che chuckled but said, "That’s because of you."

Ling Chuxia shrugged, "Isn’t that abusing authority then?"

Shi Che continued to smile, and this time his voice was exceptionally gentle, "You’re mistaken. It’s not abusing authority, your matters are more important than business."