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Zhuang Nainai had moderated her expectations she felt that this man was both proud and difficult and that he would not see her.

Thus, after waiting outside for slightly over half an hour and still seeing no sign of Ji Chen, she sighed.

She still had to continue working in the afternoon and thus could not stay for long. She had not eaten her breakfast, and although she still did not feel hungry due to her lousy mood, she felt that her limbs were a little weak.

She had to eat something.

Zhuang Nainai turned around and was about to leave. Just then, she heard the door behind her opening. Zhuang Nainai turned around and gazed at Ji Chen expectantly. He said, Sir has asked you to enter the office.

Zhuang Nainai thought that she had misheard him.

However, seeing how Ji Chen and the surrounding bodyguards made no move to stop her, she was filled with hope again.

If he was letting her in, it meant that he was willing to hear her explanation, right?

Zhuang Nainai clenched her fists. She was anxious.

After entering his office, what she would be telling Si Zhengting would be equivalent to badmouthing his mother in front of him. However, she had no proof as the recordings back then had been destroyed by the police. Would he still believe her?

Zhuang Nainai gritted her teeth and began striding toward the office. No matter what, she had to give it a shot. What happened all those years ago was not her fault, and thus, she should not be the person suffering from its aftermath.

Si Zhengtings office had two floor-to-ceiling glass walls. The interior was classy and minimalistic in nature, which reflected his cold personality.

This was not Zhuang Nainais first time in his office. It was, however, the first time that she felt so nervous in that place.

She walked into the office, her gaze fixed on the person sitting behind the table.

The light in the room was blinding, but he seemed to be hidden amongst the shadows, which concealed both his expressions and his emotions.

He stared at her, his gaze cold. Zhuang Nainai felt as though she was a criminal being brought before a judge.

The psychological disparity in their positions made her very uncomfortable.

Although she had been through many hardships in life in all her years of living, she had never once belittled herself.

Zhuang Nainai pressed her lips together. She took a step forward, looking straight at him, and grabbed the opportunity to speak first, breaking the silence in the room. Si Zhengting.

Si Zhengting was still looking at her as though he was made out of stone. He sat at his desk, staring at her expressionlessly and motionlessly.

She knew that he was giving her a chance to explain matters to him.

She thought over what she had to say and decided to start with something milder and more palatable. All those years ago, my mother was in an accident and hit her head. She had urgently needed $30,000.

I know. Si Zhengting interrupted abruptly.

Ji Chen had found out what happened to Mother Zhuang in the span of that half hour through his sources.

When Si Zhengting first heard about the matter, he was very surprised as well.

After he broke up with her all those years ago, he left the country to study abroad and was unclear about what had happened to her.

However, he had seen Mother Zhuang before.

That was in the third year of high school, when he had accepted her romantic advances toward him. After that, Zhuang Nainai had insisted on bringing him home, euphemistically proclaiming that it was because she wanted her mother to meet him in person.

His expression had been cold, reflecting how unwilling he was about her proposal.

Si Zhengting had not been as nonchalant as he appeared to be. In fact, he had been nervous about meeting her mother, despite his early maturity and high intellect.

He was very serious about their relationship. Hed planned for both of them to attend college together and for them to marry after they graduated from college.