msmithbooks Chapter 13 "I Like You—"
Chapter 13 "I Like You—"
The next morning, Su Xingque, who had finished changing the plan overnight in the study, went downstairs to have breakfast on time.
The housekeeper hurried to the study room the night before when he heard the sound, and asked someone to clean up the mess before taking Shen Zhu downstairs to bandage the wound.
When Shen Zhu offered to help deliver coffee upstairs, he was very happy. After all, the young master wanted to get along well with the young master, and he was also willing to help create opportunities to match.
Unexpectedly self-defeating.
At this point, the butler finally recognized the fact that Su Xingque did not leave any room for this marriage to be fake. Based on years of experience, he automatically found a suitable balance between the two. Shen Zhu cannot be wronged.
Before dinner in the morning, he deliberately sent a separately plated breakfast to the guest bedroom to prevent Shen Zhu from starving because he couldn't appear with Su Xingque at the same time.
According to the usual practice, breakfast is often carried out at the same time as listening to financial news. After staying up late, the nerves are in a state of extreme fatigue, and the speed of processing information is much slower. Su Xingque listened to the calm tone of the hostess, and it was difficult to concentrate.
He picked up the coffee and took a sip, the movement of the edge of the cup away from his lips paused slightly, looked down at the liquid in the cup, and frowned.
"The servant who usually makes you coffee and tea has taken maternity leave, and I'm already looking for a new replacement." The butler offered.
"As soon as possible." Su Xingque put down his cup and didn't touch the coffee until the end of the meal.
Half an hour later, the financial news ended on time. Su Xingque walked out of the house stepping on the ending music. Shen Zhu, who was hiding in his room doing nothing, heard the sound of the door closing, and poked his head out to look downstairs.
"Master has gone to the company." The butler said with a smile.
Shen Zhu nodded, brought his used tableware downstairs, and was changed by the butler again.
The burnt areas are mainly concentrated on the back of the hands and wrists. Fortunately, the temperature in early spring is not very high. After disinfecting the wound with medicine and wrapping it with gauze, it will not take long to recover.
The housekeeper was afraid that Shen Zhu would be bored staying at home, so he took the initiative to ask him if he wanted to interview the barista with him.
"Didn't you make coffee for your husband yesterday?" Shen Zhu recalled carefully.
"That's because the previous barista went on maternity leave." The butler tied the gauze on Shen Zhu's wrist, "The young master needs to concentrate at work, so he has high requirements for coffee and tea, plus The young master's taste is very unique, so it takes repeated screening to hire the right person."
After Shen Zhu listened, he thought for a moment, raised his face and asked the housekeeper, "Can I try to learn?"
Due to Su Xingque's annoyance at Shen Zhu's face, the housekeeper didn't answer immediately, and repeated words in his heart, hoping to persuade him to give up this idea without hurting the young master.
Shen Zhu stayed in the nightclub for a long time, and he was very good at observing words and expressions, so he spoke to dispel the housekeeper's concerns: "I know that sir doesn't like me very much."
"But I always want to do something for my husband."
When Su Xingque came home from get off work, he saw such a scene——
The man with the gauze on his right hand turned his back to the kitchen door, standing in front of the coffee machine, fiddling with the operating lever, turning his head from time to time and whispering something in the butler's ear, with a cute puzzled look on his face.
Su Xingque stepped on his footsteps on purpose, and the person who was about to froth the milk suddenly turned around, like a bird frightened by a shotgun on a branch, fluttering its wings and about to fly away.
Shen Zhu put down the cup in a hurry, walked towards the guest room with his head drooping, held his breath when he passed by Su Xingque, hesitantly chose to stop.
"I didn't do it on purpose, sir." Shen Zhu put his hands in front of his body, deliberately putting the gauze-wrapped one on top.
"I wanted to learn how to make coffee, but I was too stupid to make progress."
"As a result, I forgot the time..."
A sneer came from above his head, and Su Xingque seemed to accept his explanation.
"What else can I make?" Su Xingque forgot his taste that even a professional barista couldn't satisfy, this time, he sarcastically said, "So stupid that I can only be a waste at home."
Shen Zhu lowered his head to cover up the movement of biting his lip, and tried his best to restrain himself from swinging the fist that damaged Su Xingque's mouth.
The biggest joke of the year - he, Shen Zhu, is a waste.
After silently saying money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat ten times, Shen Zhu squeezed his throat and said, "I am willing to learn for the sake of my husband."
"As I said, it will become what Mr. likes."
Su Xingque twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and pinched Shen Zhu's chin, forcing the half-head-short man to look up at him:
"I like you--"
"Don't appear in front of me."
When Su Xingque spoke, his body was obviously sullen.
At that moment, Shen Zhu was really shocked.
However, he reacted quickly, just like the reaction of being frightened, his eyes widened to meet Su Xingque's temperatureless eyes, his eyelashes flickered a few times, summoning a few teardrops that would not fall off and hung on the tip of his eyes.
In the next second, he struggled to break away from Su Xingque's strong hand, and went upstairs in a mess, as if he had thrown away his armor and fled.
When will this show end?After closing the guest bedroom door, Shen Zhu lay on his back on the bed, slowly rubbing his dry eyes with his uninjured left hand.
A few days after getting married, I got sick and injured, and my eyes were about to go blind from crying.
But no progress at all.
Su Xingque still looked like a ghost, seeing him was like seeing a plague god.
Could it be that his imitation of the white magpie is not very similar?Shen Zhu turned over, biting his nails and thinking.
It shouldn't be, all his behaviors are moving towards the weak and cute direction, and even the frailty that cannot be faked subjectively has been perfectly realized by coincidence.
Is that because Su Xingque hasn't forgotten about Bai Que?
But if this is the case, shouldn't Su Xingque regard him as Bai Que's replacement more easily, even if he is not good to him, he will be easily moved by him?
Why is everything so messed up now?
Convinced that every day that does not make money is a loss of money, Shen Xiaocai was puzzled, and began to re-evaluate the feasibility of using marriage to make money.
However, before the results are evaluated, sleepiness hits the door first.
The night before, in order to find an opportunity to get close to Su Xingque, plus the fact that the coffee delivery failed to please him and he was scalded, it was almost two o'clock in the morning when Shen Zhu lay in bed, and today he woke up early because he had been standing in the kitchen for a whole day learning how to make coffee. God, Shen Zhu's body is already very tired.
The level of sleep in this state was very deep, so the housekeeper was worried that Shen Zhu hadn't eaten dinner, so he repeatedly knocked on the door of the guest bedroom several times, but failed to get an answer.
Maybe it was because the last knock on the door was so loud that it alarmed Su Xingque, who went downstairs to make coffee himself. When the housekeeper turned to leave, he saw his young master standing on the platform between the stairs between the second and third floors with a cup in his hand. His eyes were heavy. Staring at the guest bedroom door.
Su Xingque originally wanted to ignore the movement here, but for some reason, the image of Shen Zhu's red eyes and staring eyes suddenly appeared in his mind last night and tonight, and he couldn't move forward no matter what.