C38 Uncontrollable Sensation

The servant quickly rushed over. Looking at his subtle expression, he was a little scared. Yi Ningxiu didn't talk much at home and rarely got angry, but the servants were a little scared of him.

"Who made this coffee?"

The servant took a look at the coffeepot and hurriedly said, "It belongs to Miss Qian Qian. A few days ago, she was busy working in the study and made herself some coffee, so the servants rarely came in and out. Young Master Xiu, would you like to ask someone to make a new pot now?"

"She thought Yi Ningxiu was angry from drinking the cold coffee, so she spoke a little faster." Yi Ningxiu frowned slightly. Her exquisite and perfect face stared at the pot of coffee for a long time, thinking about something. " Young Master Xiu? "

"Who made the coffee that was brought to my study?" he asked suddenly.

He had worked nights in his study, and Su Qingqing had brought in a pot of coffee every night. Thus, Su Qingqing had steeped him a pot of coffee that suited his taste perfectly.

But now that he thought about it, could he have misunderstood something …?

"Oh, that …" The maid looked at him carefully. They all knew about the relationship between Su Qian Qian and Yi Ningxiu, and they became more cautious as they spoke. "Miss Qian, I'm afraid young master Xiu is too tired from work. You can bring in coffee every night." Young Master Xiu, is there a problem? "

That was a year ago.

At that time, Su Qingqing had not come to the United States for further training, and she had not married Yi Ningxiu.

Su Qian knew that Yi Ningxiu didn't want to see her, but she was afraid that Yi Ningxiu would be too tired from work, so she made a pot of coffee every night and begged Su Qingqing to bring it into Yi Ningxiu's study.

In order to make the coffee, she even went to the master to learn how to make the coffee.

Later … Later on, Su Qian married Yi Ningxiu, but she never made any more coffee for him.

The maid sighed as she remembered the past.

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

The maid nodded and hurried off.

"…" The man sat in his office chair, staring at the pot of coffee, his expression unreadable.

The one who made him coffee every night was Su Qian Qian; he had been in the hospital in a car accident and cried beside him for three days and three nights. Su Qian had been doing all these things, but he had been misunderstanding the whole time and thought Su Qing Qing had done them?

He felt a little stuffy inside. This feeling was very subtle, as if the things he had always cherished in his heart were all wrong, causing him to feel a wave of anxiety and panic for no reason.

The feeling of being turned upside down and being out of his control caused him to grow restless.

He opened the window and blew for a while, waiting for his head to calm down. Then he stood up and went to his bedroom.

He decided to ask if this coffee was brewed by Su Qian.

When he pushed open the door and entered, Su Qian was sitting on the dressing table. It was unknown what she was looking at. When she saw him enter, she smiled at him and then lowered her head to continue working.

Her calm appearance made him feel annoyed again, as if Su Qian, who had vomited in the bathroom and refused to let him touch her, was just a figment of his imagination.

He also felt that he was a little unreasonable. Su Qian disregarded his unhappiness and laughed at him unhappily. He was also not clear on what Su Qian looked like in the end, which was why the indescribable feeling in his heart was extinguished …