Pei Sui went to bed early last night. When Meng Sheng went to take a shower, he did not sleep anymore. After getting up and washing up, he went to the kitchen without even changing his clothes.

He was frothing milk before Meng Sheng came out.

She heard the news and went over to see what was being made. She was a little surprised. "Oh my, are they preparing latte art? Lawyer Pei is so talented, he even knows how to make latte art."

Pei Sui turned around and looked at her. "It's not difficult. Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

"good."

I'm just sitting around doing nothing, and it's still early before dawn.

Meng Sheng picked up a cup of coffee and took the jug of milk from him.

Pei Sui corrected her movements and patiently held her hand, teaching her slowly, "Tilt the coffee cup 30 degrees toward the milk jug. This will shorten the distance the milk foam has to travel to the surface of the coffee, preventing it from sinking to the bottom."

"Then start blending at a high level, like this... The base color will become even, and increase the amount of milk... You see, with a fast flow rate, the milk foam will naturally float up and push forward... Then use your wrist to shake the milk jug slightly and evenly from side to side, and the texture of the pattern will appear. Finally, reduce the amount of milk and quickly pull up to finish. That's it."

"You can try another cup and just do what I just said."

Meng Sheng nodded, picked up another cup of coffee and imitated the careful movements he had just taught him.

After she finished, she fell silent. Pei Sui raised his hand to cover his lips and said the first sentence in his life that was against his will, "Well, it's not bad. It looks like a heart."

“…”

Meng Sheng glanced at him unhappily, "Are you being sarcastic?"

"No, I'm praising you." Pei Sui said sincerely.

"I didn't hear anything at all. I just heard you mocking me and making fun of me in a sarcastic way."

Pei Sui chuckled and admitted his mistake, "That's my fault. I'll change. You'll definitely play better next time."

Meng Sheng snorted and curled his lips. "Even though my performance wasn't very good, it was my first attempt after all. I'll post it on WeChat Moments."

As she said that, she turned around to get her phone, took a picture of her latte art coffee, and then turned around and posted it on her Moments.

Caption: A barista's dream was shattered.

Pei Sui looked at the text she had sent out and couldn't help laughing. "It's your first time, so I need more practice. I have a good chance of becoming a barista. I'll drink the drinks for any failures from now on."

As he spoke, he had already picked up the coffee and took a sip. "Next time, I'll teach you how to start by frothing the milk."

"OK."

Meng Sheng didn't have anything to worry about, and she happily accepted this fact.

He also complained, "It seems that there is a big difference between latte art and painting. Those who can paint may not be able to make latte art."

Pei Sui leaned on the edge of the kitchen counter and raised an eyebrow. "I've never seen you draw before."

Meng Sheng also took a sip of his latte, tilted his head to look at her, and suddenly remembered that when he looked at Gu Ci's picture album before, there were several paintings in it that were of great significance to Gu Ci.

She asked curiously, "You should have seen Gu Ci painting, right?"

Pei Sui didn't expect her to suddenly mention Gu Ci. Meeting her gaze, he nodded truthfully, "Yeah, I've seen it, not much."

Probably only about five or six times.

"She was in poor health when she was little. She couldn't sit on a stool for too long, only half an hour at most. She learned to paint because she was sick and couldn't go to school normally, so Aunt Liu found an art teacher for her to pass the time."

"Did she draw a lot of pictures for you?"

Pei Sui frowned and asked, "Did she tell you?"

Meng Sheng shook her head. "Not really. I've seen her album, and there are a few... rather special paintings in it. She said they were returned to her by her ex-boyfriend."

"Yes, there are a few. Probably those she drew in middle school, high school, and college..."

Pei Sui thought about it, but he only got the general content of two or three of the paintings. He really couldn't remember the rest clearly.

Mainly because too much time has passed.

"After the engagement ended, I returned the paintings to the Gu family."

After all, it's not a good idea to throw it away. He is not the kind of person who is nostalgic or thinks of people when seeing things. Since they are done with each other and they have confirmed and considered it, there is nothing to worry about.

It would not be appropriate to throw these paintings away, so after much deliberation, he returned them to her.

We're even now.

He doesn't like to drag things out, nor does he want to have any lingering feelings. Only when he completely gets rid of everything related to the previous relationship can he feel relaxed.

So when he started this relationship with Meng Sheng, he was free of any emotional burden physically and mentally.

Meng Sheng nodded. She was just asking out of curiosity and had no intention of digging into the matter.

The two of them didn't eat breakfast either. They just filled their stomachs with the snacks they brought back from the north of the city yesterday. They sat on the sofa and chatted idly. When they talked about the future cooperation with the Japanese Art Museum, dawn had already broken outside.

The sky suddenly brightened, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning turned several times among the clouds, breaking into thousands of golden threads, and then merged into a waterfall of light slanting down.

At around 8:30, a clear and pleasant WeChat notification sound rang out in the quiet living room.

Pei Sui turned his head first and glanced at the WeChat content that popped up on the phone screen.

[Director, I've already taken care of the things, Yuan Siying...]

Before he could finish reading the rest of the words, they were folded. He narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.

Yuan Siying...

This name sounds familiar.

Before I had time to think about it, I heard footsteps behind me and Meng Sheng had already put on her makeup.

She walked over, picked up her phone, and said, "Let's go. I'm driving myself today and I'm going to take Sister Qiuyi to the airport this afternoon."

"Yeah, okay."

Pei Sui nodded calmly, stood up and walked into the elevator with her, but his eyes were always paying attention to her reaction when she read the message on her mobile phone.

But Meng Sheng's expression didn't change at all, and even the details couldn't be captured.

It seems like I'm just reading a very ordinary WeChat message.

Yesterday, Meng Sheng just asked Qiao Na to help confirm whether Yuan Siying lived in Zhenyuan, as well as her range of activities and interpersonal interactions in recent days.

When she arrived at the underground parking lot, she sent the number she used to text Ning Weiwei to Qiao Na, asking her to check who the owner of the number was.

"How do we get to Amber Light at night?" Pei Sui asked before getting in the car.

"Hmm..." Meng Sheng thought for a moment. "It's usually around six o'clock when I drop you off at the airport. How about I drive to the law firm to meet you and go to Amber Light together in the evening? I've never been there, so I'm not very familiar with it."

"Yes, sure."

Pei Sui nodded and told her, "Drive safely and slowly. If you feel tired or can't drive, call the driver."

"Okay, I get it. You too, be careful." Meng Sheng nodded seriously. "I'll send you a message before I go to the law firm this afternoon."

"Um."

The two men got into their cars, the Bentley in front and the Mercedes behind, and drove out of the underground parking lot one after the other.

After Meng Sheng arrived at the art museum, he first held a high-level meeting regarding the academic conference he would attend at JD.com in five days.