A pot of small daisies in full bloom, fragrant and elegant.
Next to him, Yesilo, who was well-dressed, was holding a morning financial newspaper. He seemed to be waiting for someone, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
The silver Luxembourg tableware sparkled brightly, reflecting his handsome face.
The gentle breeze blows the beautiful curtain.
The light of the morning sun was like glass, casting a beautiful halo on his face.
．
．
．
．
．
It's almost breathtakingly perfect.
Hearing her footsteps, Yesilo raised his head and glanced at her lightly, "Are you up?"
"Yes." She agreed, walked quickly to her seat, and sat down opposite him.
She was in a good mood, and she did not hide her good mood at all. While twitching her index finger, she was thinking about whether she should ask some "hypocritical" questions about his absence from home last night.
You know, Leng Yuzhai’s breakfast time is not so early on weekdays. It’s just a little after seven o’clock in the sky right now, but in the past, breakfast time was usually around eight o’clock.
It seems that Yesi Luo must have said hello to the chef in advance, so she could still enjoy such a sumptuous meal on her first day of school when she got up early.
"You last night -" the two of them spoke in unison, and then raised their heads in surprise at the same time. Then Yesilo put down the newspaper, held up the knife and fork gracefully, with his eyes lowered, as if he was looking at the food in front of him.
"You go ahead and say it-"
Cheng Liuli was very sensitively aware that Yesi Luo was avoiding her sight, but why?
"Thank you for sending the driver to pick me up last night." She changed her words as she spoke, feeling that no matter how gentle she was at this time, she mentioned his absence all night, it seemed like she was overstepping the mark.
After all, her identity is just a mistress.
"..." Yesilo remained silent, without raising his head or responding, as if he was still waiting for her to say something more, or as if he was expressing his extremely suppressed dissatisfaction in his own way.
The air gradually became stagnant, and the air pressure became alarmingly low.
Only the silverware made an extremely low sound.
Cheng Liuli lowered his head and ate unusually quietly.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a full cup of snow-white milk was swept off the table by Yesilo!
The shards of glass, dots of snow-white, lay on the shiny marble floor, which was extremely shocking!
Cheng Liuli was caught off guard and trembled. She raised her crystal eyes and looked at the man who had an inexplicable outburst half doubtfully and half timidly.
His cold and stern face was like a handsome god in Greek mythology, and a pair of stunning black pupils stared straight at her, as if they were frozen and on fire. The contradiction was so confusing that it made people confused.
Cheng Liuli's first instinct was to stand up and run away quickly.
As soon as she stood up, Yesilo glanced at her with a sharp look. An older servant girl standing behind her took a step forward, put her hand on her shoulder, and pushed her back to her seat.
"What are you going to do..." She calmed down and spoke calmly.
"Last night, on the way home, on Sakura Road, who was the person you got out of the car to chase?"
"..." Cheng Liuli was startled. She should have thought that that damn Achi was Yesi Luo's confidant. Even if she behaved a little bit abnormally, the lackey would tell his master everything.
, let alone.
．
．
．
．
．
The coffee is fragrant and the cheese is strong.
A pot of small daisies in full bloom, fragrant and elegant.
Next to him, Yesilo, who was well-dressed, was holding a morning financial newspaper. He seemed to be waiting for someone, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
The silver Luxembourg tableware sparkled brightly, reflecting his handsome face.
The gentle breeze blows the beautiful curtain.
The light of the morning sun was like glass, casting a beautiful halo on his face.
．
．
．
．
．
It's almost breathtakingly perfect.
Hearing her footsteps, Yesilo raised his head and glanced at her lightly, "Are you up?"
"Yes." She agreed, walked quickly to her seat, and sat down opposite him.
She was in a good mood, and she did not hide her good mood at all. While twitching her index finger, she was thinking about whether she should ask some "hypocritical" questions about his absence from home last night.
You know, Leng Yuzhai’s breakfast time is not so early on weekdays. It’s just a little after seven o’clock in the sky right now, but in the past, breakfast time was usually around eight o’clock.
It seems that Yesi Luo must have said hello to the chef in advance, so she could still enjoy such a sumptuous meal on her first day of school when she got up early.
"You last night -" the two of them spoke in unison, and then raised their heads in surprise at the same time. Then Yesilo put down the newspaper, held up the knife and fork gracefully, with his eyes lowered, as if he was looking at the food in front of him.
"You go ahead and say it-"
Cheng Liuli was very sensitively aware that Yesi Luo was avoiding her sight, but why?
"Thank you for sending the driver to pick me up last night." She changed her words as she spoke, feeling that no matter how gentle she was at this time, she mentioned his absence all night, it seemed like she was overstepping the mark.
After all, her identity is just a mistress.
"..." Yesilo remained silent, without raising his head or responding, as if he was still waiting for her to say something more, or as if he was expressing his extremely suppressed dissatisfaction in his own way.
The air gradually became stagnant, and the air pressure became alarmingly low.
Only the silverware made an extremely low sound.
Cheng Liuli lowered his head and ate unusually quietly.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a full cup of snow-white milk was swept off the table by Yesilo!
The shards of glass, dots of snow-white, lay on the shiny marble floor, which was extremely shocking!
Cheng Liuli was caught off guard and trembled. She raised her crystal eyes and looked at the man who had an inexplicable outburst half doubtfully and half timidly.
His cold and stern face was like a handsome god in Greek mythology, and a pair of stunning black pupils stared straight at her, as if they were frozen and on fire. The contradiction was so confusing that it made people confused.
Cheng Liuli's first instinct was to stand up and run away quickly.
As soon as she stood up, Yesilo glanced at her with a sharp look. An older servant girl standing behind her took a step forward, put her hand on her shoulder, and pushed her back to her seat.
"What are you going to do..." She calmed down and spoke calmly.
"Last night, on the way home, on Sakura Road, who was the person you got out of the car to chase?"
"..." Cheng Liuli was startled. She should have thought that that damn Achi was Yesi Luo's confidant. Even if she behaved a little bit abnormally, the lackey would tell his master everything.