After Teacher Zhao Ming had told her about the same issue, she had always harbored a grudge and a feeling that she’d been unjustly treated. She had wanted tor prove her innocence, but it had been many years since the incident, and she had no way of proving herself either.

The back-up copy of her design drafts had mysteriously disappeared. Come to think of it, it must have been Mi Nuo who had stolen it from her. That was why Mi Nuo had her own back-up copy but she didn’t have hers.

 Ever since Teacher Zhao had told her about it, she had always thought about the day that the issue would come to light. How would she prove her innocence? Eventually, she had managed to come up with a solution.

So now, Mi Nuo could kick up a fuss. The bigger it was, the better.

Ji Chen, who was on the other end of the line, was stunned.

The Madam he used to know was like a white flower, innocent and comical. Even though she might have been witty here and there, she had still been a little weak.

 But the Madam of this moment, with her assurance that she would handle the issue… was now managing to solve the problem that he had been bothered by for the longest time.

Ji Chen, for some reason, chose to believe her. Nodding his head, he said, “Okay.”

 Zhuang Nainai stayed silent for a few moments, then added, “Don’t let them know that I know about this. Keep it under wraps for the next few days. After all, everyone’s celebrating the new year, so let’s celebrate it happily first.”

Ji Chen paused, then gave a small cough. “Madam, I wouldn’t dare to keep things from Mr. Si.”

 The issue with the airplane tickets had already left a scar on Ji Chen. Heaven knows how much pressure he had been under when he had hidden his actions from Si Zhengting!

 Zhuang Nainai was flabbergasted.

Zhuang Nainai cast a glance toward the balcony and replied, “Then just tell Si Zhengting, don’t tell… Madam Ding.”

 She was still unable to call Ding Mengya “Mother,” but at least she was now saying Ding Mengya’s name without animosity.

 Zhuang Nainai hadn’t even realized that her attitude toward Ding Mengya had changed so much for the better.

She had also begun to care about Ding Mengya’s feelings and even responded to her care.

When Si Zhengting finally came back from the balcony, Zhuang Nainai passed the phone to him.

Si Zhengting picked up the phone and Ji Chen related his earlier exchange with Zhuang Nainai. Si Zhengting furrowed his brows at Zhuang Nainai, seemingly a little shocked, but he eventually said to Ji Chen, “Just follow what Madam told you to do.”

 “Yes, Sir.”

 On the other hand, Ding Mengya was done with her phone call and was now trying to stop Zhuang Nainai from toying with her phone. “Erm, Nainai, you’re about to give birth soon, so you should stay away from anything that has radioactivity. Mobile phones, computers, iPads… you should come into contact with them less, okay?”

She felt a little guilty asking this of Zhuang Nainai — after all, all the younger people nowadays were glued to their phones.

Zhuang Nainai nodded as she decided to fulfill Ding Mengya’s expectations, even giving a kindly smile while at it.

 Ding Mengya was stunned by her attitude.

At the side, the butler called, “It’s ready; we can start to make dumplings now!”

With that, even Si Zhengting was dragged over, and everyone gathered around the table. Zhuang Nainai plopped herself down on a chair, picked up some dumpling skin, and began making dumplings.

She had learned how to cook when she was with her mother, but she was just bad at making dumplings — her dumplings were limp and soft.

Si Zhengting, with his long fingers, finished a dumpling in a jiffy; his dumpling was fat, round, and extremely cute.

Zhuang Nainai didn’t want to lose to him. With that, she began competing with Si Zhengting and pouted that she wanted to make dumplings better than he could.