Hurriedly finishing up Bai Xi's matters, he rushed downstairs.
But he saw in the car's mirror, after being busy for a whole day and night, he was dirty and disheveled, his beard untrimmed. The face that was normally attractive and charming now looked weary and slovenly.
In front of the person he loved, even someone as usually arrogant as he was, couldn't help but feel a bit insecure.
Afraid she would dislike him.
He was considering whether to go back for a shower and tidy up.
Just at that moment, his phone suddenly vibrated.
He saw it was the house servant calling; he hesitated for a moment but then answered, "What's up?"
"Young master, are you coming back for dinner tonight?" the servant asked cautiously.
"What's wrong?" Si Chen frowned.
