"You are not the emperor, why don't I dare to talk to you like this?"
Dark anger welled up in his eyes, and he smiled coldly, "I just walked away for a while, and you disappeared all night. You have done something wrong and you are still so confident. It seems that you should be allowed to have a longer memory."
He stood up, picked up a few bottles of coffee beans on the table and shook them gently, "When a woman does something wrong, she should face the wall and think about it. This is my family rule."
He poured several different types of coffee beans into a plate and mixed them together in a mess.
"In order to prevent you from being bored while facing the wall, you separate these types of coffee beans and put them back into the bottles. When they are separated, you go to bed."
Wang Aoshuang stood there angrily and gritted her teeth. There were thousands of coffee beans in these bottles. She picked them out one by one and waited for as long as they wanted.
She did so much housework yesterday, got up so early to make breakfast today, and was hungry all day long, her body was almost exhausted.
She felt sad in her heart. What could give her a break?
She raised her eyes and looked at Lan Yuchi's face as black as ink, took a deep breath, walked to the wall with the coffee beans, and began to select carefully.
"I'm going to drink coffee tomorrow morning. If I find out that the coffee contains other flavors, I want you to eat the coffee beans one by one."
Lan Yuchi looked at her gloomily, hugged Irene and walked upstairs.
When passing by her, Irene looked at her with gloating eyes, her eyes full of hatred.
Wang Aoshuang looked at Lan Yuchi's back and felt annoyed. She felt that meeting such a man was like being raped by a eunuch - resisting is painful, and not resisting is also painful!
She was in a daze for a while, then began to pick the coffee beans on the plate one by one.
The coffee beans were very small, so she had to pick them up with her fingertips every time. Her hands, which had bled from peeling chestnuts this morning, were even worse, and she suffered from waves of dull pain.
She suddenly remembered her old life. She would go into her apartment after get off work every day, cook two of her favorite side dishes, serve them, and listen to music. She lived so comfortably every day.
But now, this kind of life is gone forever, and she will be accompanied by the figure of the devil.
Under the quiet light, she carefully selected...
As time passes, it is already 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, and most of the coffee beans have been separated. It will be finished in half an hour.
Thinking that she would be able to sleep soon, she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.
She drank some water and prepared to go to the bathroom and finish dividing the coffee beans.
When she came out of the bathroom, she suddenly stood there like a sculpture, expressionless.
This time she really wanted to cry. She had been picking it from 9 o'clock until now. She was almost done, but the coffee beans were poured back onto the plate again and there was a mess.
Her legs were almost stiff when she stood, her eyelids were so tired that she could hardly hold them up, and her fingertips were red and swollen.
But...at this moment, she returned to her original state, and she really wanted to cry without tears.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Irene at the corner of the stairs, filled with rage.
This woman is so vicious! Don't fall into her hands, otherwise she will pay you back twice as much.
But at the moment, she could only endure it. If she wanted to cause trouble to Lan Yuchi and disturb his sweet dream, it might make her death even more ugly.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger and sadness, and began to choose silently again.