Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

The servant rushed over quickly, seeing his delicate expression, he was also a little scared. Yi Ningxiu didn't talk much at home, and he seldom got angry, but the servants below were a little afraid of him.

"Who made this coffee?"

The servant glanced at the coffee pot, and hurriedly said: "It belongs to Ms. Qianqian. A few days ago, Ms. Qianqian was rushing to work in the study. Master, do you want to ask the servants to make a new pot now?"

She thought that Yi Ningxiu was angry because he drank cold coffee, so he spoke a little faster.

"..." Yi Ningxiu frowned slightly, staring at the pot of coffee for a long time with that delicate and perfect face, wondering what he was thinking.

"Master Xiu?"

"Who made the coffee that was delivered to my study before?" He asked suddenly.

He used to work night shifts in the study, and every night a pot of coffee was brought in by Su Qingqing, so he also believed that Su Qingqing made him drink the coffee that perfectly suited his taste.

But, thinking about it now, he might have misunderstood something...?

"Oh, that..." The maid glanced at him cautiously. They all knew the relationship between Su Qianqian and Yi Ningxiu who was on thin ice, and they were much more cautious when speaking, "Miss Qianqian is afraid that Xiu The young master is too tired from work, so he asks Miss Qingqing to bring in the brewed coffee every night. Master Xiu, is there any problem?"

That was all a year ago.

At that time, Su Qingqing hadn't gone to the United States to study, and Su Qianqian hadn't married Yi Ningxiu either.

Su Qianqian knew that Yi Ningxiu didn't want to see her, and was afraid that Yi Ningxiu would be too sleepy at work, so she made a pot of coffee on time every night and begged Su Qingqing to send it to Yi Ningxiu's study.

In order to make good coffee, she even went to the master to learn the craft, trying to make the coffee so that people can swallow it.

Later... Later Su Qianqian married Yi Ningxiu, but never made coffee for Yi Ningxiu again.

The maid recalled the past, and her expression became a little emotional.

"Get out." Yi Ningxiu's voice was a little tense.

The maid nodded and left in a hurry.

"..." The man sat on the office chair, staring at the pot of coffee with an unpredictable expression.

It was Su Qianqian who made him coffee every night; it was Su Qianqian who was hospitalized in a car accident and cried next to him for three days and three nights; it was Su Qianqian who did so many things, but he kept misunderstanding , thought Su Qingqing did it?

He felt a little stuffy in his heart, this feeling was very subtle, as if the things he cherished in his heart had been mistaken, which made him anxious and panic for no reason.

The feeling of being subverted and uncontrollable made him irritable.

He opened the window to blow the wind for a while, and when he calmed down, he stood up and walked to his bedroom.

He decided to ask carefully if Su Qianqian brewed this coffee.

When he opened the door and entered, Su Qianqian was sitting on the dressing table, lying there looking at something, saw him coming in, smiled at him, then lowered her head and started working again.

Her calm look, as if Su Qianqian, who vomited in the bathroom just now and didn't let him touch her, was simply his imagination, which made him upset again.

He also felt that he was a little unreasonable. Su Qianqian was unhappy when he ignored him, and he was also unhappy when he smiled at him. The feelings of fame, go out...