Chen Zhi is pregnant, and I can't let her smell the strong scent of alcohol on me, nor do I want her to see my vulnerable side.
In front of her, I must be an omnipotent Si Ye, a Si Ye who is unbeatable and whom she can rely on without worry.
Si Xi took me back home, handed me over to Aunt Zhou, and instructed a servant to call Chen Zhi down.
Hearing from the servant that the eldest young master is back and that the second young master has something to discuss with her, Chen Zhi pondered for a moment and then went downstairs to meet Si Xi.
They entered Si Chengye's study, and Chen Zhi's belly, over four months pregnant, had become quite pronounced. She found a comfortable position to sit down on the sofa, slightly arching her belly.
Si Xi sat opposite her, crossed one leg, and placed his long fingers, intertwined, on his knee, "Do you know how Si Ye has been these days?"
The servant mentioned that Si Ye got drunk, so he must have been out getting drunk.
