The journalist entered Sheffield's high-end community without encountering any problems. He was confused as to how he had managed to enter such a top-grade apartment complex so smoothly, without being questioned by any security.
But anyway, that was not the point. The point was to not lose sight of Sheffield Tang.
When Evelyn was done with her work, it was completely dark outside. She asked Felix to drive her to Sheffield's place.
After Sheffield had left the city two years ago, Evelyn had been there several times. But when she realized that he wasn't coming back, she had stopped going there.
It had been almost a year since she had been to his apartment. Evelyn hesitated before placing her finger on the fingerprint scanner. To her surprise, the door opened with a beep.
The living room was quiet. No one was around.
When she entered the room, Sheffield walked out of the study. "Hello, Miss Huo. You're here."
He was in his pajamas. He had just taken a shower, and his hair was still a little wet. He leaned against the door and looked at her with a smirk.
Evelyn glanced at him and said calmly, "I'm here to get my watch back."
"Okay. Why don't you go take a shower first?"
His reaction was just as she had expected. There was no need for her to pretend anymore. She put down her handbag and entered his bedroom.
Half an hour later, Evelyn walked out of the bathroom. Sheffield was lying on the bed, talking on his phone. "What are you worried about? If I can't beat them decently, then I'll play dirty. I'll show them how capable a new blooming delicate flower like me can be. They will regret getting in my way."
'A new blooming delicate flower?' Not only was Joshua speechless, but Evelyn was also taken aback by what he had just said.
"It's late. I don't want to waste any more time on you. I'm going to bed. That's right! It's healthy to go to bed early. Don't stay up late, or you will go bald. Good night." He hung up.
Evelyn, who was now sitting in front of the dressing table, finally spoke. "I want some pan-fried soup dumplings."
Surprised, Sheffield looked out the window and complained, "It's late. Why do you want pan-fried soup dumplings now? You can have me. Am I not yummy enough?"
Evelyn shook her head and said in a serious tone, "I'm really hungry. I want the pan-fried soup dumplings from the restaurant at Croft Road." She wasn't joking. She had dinner in the office, but she had only eaten a little. She was starving. "Do you have instant noodles here? That will do too."
"Do you think I'm the kind of man who will let his woman eat instant noodles?" he snorted.
"Are you going to buy the dumplings for me then?" Evelyn's eyes lit up with expectation as she turned to look at him.
Sheffield got off the bed. "Why would I do that? What are you to me? I'll go check if there is any expired noodles in the fridge. You can cook for yourself."
Even though she knew he didn't mean it, she still felt a sting in her heart.
But to her surprise, Sheffield walked towards the walk-in closet.
"The kitchen is over there," she pointed out.
"This is my house. I don't need you to tell me where my kitchen is," he scoffed.
Evelyn remained silent. He was acting like a spoiled child.
A few minutes later, he came out of the closet in a casual shirt. He glanced at the woman expressionlessly and said, "There is nothing in the refrigerator. I'll go downstairs and buy some instant noodles."
"I could just ask Felix to buy it." Evelyn could have asked Felix to buy it earlier, but she wanted to know if Sheffield would do it for her.
"Nuh-uh. He would buy you the good stuff. I don't want you to eat nice things."
Evelyn was enraged by his sarcasm. She dropped the eye cream and slammed the dressing table. "Don't bother! I'm not hungry anymore. You can have my watch. Good night!"
Realizing that she was really angry now, Sheffield panicked. He quickly ran to her and blocking her way, he said in a better tone, "I'm on my way to buy it. Why are you angry? Wait here. I won't buy any expired noodles. Okay?"
"No, thanks. How could I ask Mr. Tang to buy me food? I'm flattered that he even agreed to buy expired noodles!" Evelyn shoved him away and walked towards the door.
"Hey! I already compromised on the noodles. Stop pushing me!" With arms akimbo, he stared at the woman's back.
Evelyn stopped and turned around. Ignoring the puzzled look on his face, she walked up to him and pinched his face. "Ouch!
That hurts!" he cried.
"Will you buy it or not?"
"I will!"
"Buy what?"
"Pan-fried soup dumplings!" He added in a weak voice, "Actually, I was going to buy the dumplings."
Evelyn furrowed her eyebrows at him. "Then why did you say that you were going to buy instant noodles? Will you lie to me again?" Why did he have to make her lose her temper all the time?
"No, I won't."
"Then go now!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Just like that, Mr. Sheffield Tang, the most popular young CEO of Y City, the dream man of thousands of ladies, trotted out of the bedroom to buy pan-fried soup dumplings, afraid that his woman might beat him up if he didn't get her food.
As soon as he walked out of his apartment, he saw Felix. "You are still here?"
"I was just about to go home." Evelyn had told him that he didn't have to wait.
"Wait a little longer. I'm going out to buy something. You can leave when I get back."
Felix nodded, "Okay." The bodyguard watched Sheffield step into the elevator.
On his way, Sheffield ordered the food so that when he got to the snack bar, the food would be ready to pick up. He also ordered two other snacks. It didn't take him long to come back home.
When he opened the door to his apartment, Evelyn was sitting at the dining table, playing on her phone while waiting for him.
Looking at the woman, he assumed that hostile tone again. "Miss Huo, your expired instant noodles are here."
Evelyn cast a cold glance at him. "Someone misses his lesson again, huh?"
He shut his mouth and changed his shoes. After serving the food, he placed them in front of her and said, "Enjoy. I didn't know what stuffing you wanted, so I ordered every kind they had."
Evelyn's face brightened as she took the chopsticks in her hand. "Thank you," she said.
She took a small plate and placed a dumpling on it. Handing it to him, she ordered, "Eat." It was the reward for the errand boy.
"Hm." He obediently ate the dumpling, putting the whole thing into his mouth at once.
Evelyn looked at his bulging cheeks and commented, "No one is going to run away with the food."
"I want to make it quick and then go to bed." He hadn't been satisfied last time.
Evelyn didn't know what to say.
But she was in a good mood since she got the dumplings.
But there was too much of it, and she couldn't finish it. She asked Sheffield, who had been staring at her the whole time, "Should I throw it away or put it in the refrigerator?" "
Put it in the fridge. I'll fry it tomorrow morning for breakfast."
"Okay." Evelyn began to clear the table. There were only two plates to wash.
Sheffield grabbed the tableware from her. "Put the rest of the dumplings in the fridge."
"Okay."
After placing the food in the fridge, Evelyn went to the kitchen. "Is it done?" she asked him.
"I just put the dishes into the dishwasher. It'll be done soon."