C17 A Gift for the Phone

Ling Qiqi looked at Si Wenwei's indifferent expression and thought to herself, Could it be that she was overthinking things? Did Si Wenwei not care at all? But Mrs. Si really wanted to see her parents. What would she say when the time came?

"Are you worried about my mother? If you explain it to her?"

Si Wenwei saw Ling Qiqi's expression and could guess what she was thinking. He asked directly.

Ling Qiqi nodded and even touched her cheek. Could it be that she had written something on her face? Otherwise, how could Si Wenwei possibly understand?

"You don't have to touch it. There's no writing on your face, and if you ask me how I guessed, that's all I can tell you."

Si Wenwei found himself unconsciously relaxing when he was with Ling Qiqi. Mo Xiaoqi had never given him that kind of relaxed feeling. He was used to disguising himself in front of others and arming himself so that no one would be able to read his mind. However, he found that he didn't need to do this in front of Ling Qiqi. In fact, there seemed to be a magic in Ling Qiqi's body that could make him relax. Si Wenwei found this strange because no one had ever made him feel this way before.

"Is that so? Why don't I feel anything?"

When Ling Qiqi heard Si Wenwei's words, she wanted to take the mirror and look at her face. Was it really as Si Wenwei said? Was all her thoughts on her face? If that was the case, could she still deceive others? Could he still make others believe his contractual marriage with Si Wenwei? Thinking of this, Ling Qiqi felt that she needed to practice hard. She couldn't let others see through her thoughts so easily. She needed to learn how to be more profound, so that others wouldn't be able to see through her thoughts. That way, others wouldn't know what she was thinking.

"Don't worry about this. How familiar are you with the information I gave you? I believe that if we hold a press conference as soon as possible, your parents will come back as soon as they see it. That way, we can see your parents."

Si Wenwei didn't want to hold a press conference so soon, but he wanted to say that if he could get Ling Qiqi's parents to come back, it would be a good idea. That was why he asked Ling Qiqi this question. Everything depended on Ling Qiqi. As long as Ling Qiqi could remember it, he could hold a press conference at any time and announce it to the world. However, the news here would spread abroad. Would Xiaoqi know about it? What would happen if she knew?

"Give me one more day. I will memorize it very quickly."

Ling Qiqi thought about how she fell asleep after reading three pages yesterday. Out of the seven pages, she had only read three, not even half of them. If she told Si Wenwei the truth, she wondered how he would look at her. Thinking about this, Ling Qiqi decided not to say anything and asked Si Wenwei to give her one more day. She would definitely be able to memorize it and not disappoint him.

"Okay, so the press conference is in three days, okay?"

Si Wenwei heard that Ling Qiqi wanted another day, but he wanted to give her three days. He believed that would do.

Si Wenwei took out a black phone from a drawer and placed it in front of Ling Qiqi. He said, "Your phone can't be used anymore. I took out my phone card and put it in this phone because I was afraid it would involve your privacy. I couldn't answer the phone, so I didn't turn it on. I'll give it to you now. You can open it yourself."

After Si Wenwei finished speaking, he handed the phone to Ling Qiqi.