The servants rushed over quickly. Seeing his subtle expression, they felt a little scared. Yi Ningxiu didn't talk much at home and rarely got angry, but the servants below were a little afraid of him.
"Who brewed this coffee?"
The servant glanced at the coffee pot and said hurriedly: "It belongs to Miss Qianqian. A few days ago, Miss Qianqian was rushing to work in the study. She made some coffee to drink. The servants rarely come in and out of the study, so she didn't have time to clean up and repair it."
Master, would you like to ask your servants to brew a new pot now?'
She thought Yi Ningxiu was angry because he drank cold coffee, so he spoke a little too fast.
"..." Yi Ningxiu frowned slightly. With his delicate and perfect face, he stared at the pot of coffee for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master Xiu?"
"Who made the coffee that was delivered to my study before?" he suddenly asked.
He once worked the night shift in the study, and Su Qingqing brought a pot of coffee every night. Therefore, he also believed that the coffee that perfectly suited his taste was brewed for him by Su Qingqing.
But, now that I think about it, he might have misunderstood something...?
"Oh, that..." The maids glanced at him cautiously. They all knew about the thin-ice relationship between Su Qianqian and Yi Ningxiu, and they became more cautious when speaking, "Miss Qianqian is afraid of Xiu."
Young Master is too tired from work, so he asks Miss Qingqing to bring in brewed coffee every night. Young Master Xiu, is there any problem?"
That was all a year ago.
At that time, Su Qingqing had not yet gone to the United States to study, and Su Qianqian had not married Yi Ningxiu.
Su Qianqian knew that Yi Ningxiu didn't want to see her, and was afraid that Yi Ningxiu would work too late and be too sleepy, 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 went to the master to learn the craftsmanship and tried to make the coffee palatable.
Later... Later Su Qianqian married Yi Ningxiu, but she never made coffee for Yi Ningxiu again.
The maid thought about the past and her expression became a little emotional.
"Get out." Yi Ningxiu's voice was a little tight.
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 cried next to him for three days and three nights when he was hospitalized after a car accident; there were so many other things that Su Qianqian did, but he kept misunderstanding them.
, thought it was Su Qingqing who did it?
He felt a little depressed. This feeling was very subtle, as if the things he had always treasured in his heart turned out to be wrong. It made him feel anxious and panicked for no reason.
The feeling of being subverted and out of control made him irritable.
He opened the window and blew in the wind for a while. After calming down, he stood up and walked to his bedroom.
He decided to ask clearly whether Su Qianqian brewed this coffee.
When he opened the door and walked in, Su Qianqian was sitting on the dressing table, lying there looking at something unknown. When she saw him coming in, she smiled at him, then lowered her head and started working again.
Her calm look, as if Su Qianqian, who had vomited in the bathroom just now and wouldn't be touched by him, was just a figment of his imagination, which made him feel unhappy again.
He also felt that he was a little unreasonable. He was unhappy when Su Qianqian ignored him, and he was unhappy when she smiled at him. He didn't know what kind of Su Qianqian he wanted to see, so that he would feel helpless in his heart.