Upon hearing this, Sheng Wu was stunned for a moment, but then she didn't feel embarrassed about being exposed. Instead, she got used to this attitude of forbearance.

"I don't want to see the disappointment on your face. You did this specifically for me."

But this sentence not only did not make Shen Qinghuan's brows relax, but also revealed a hint of depression between his brows.

"But you obviously don't like it. If you don't like it, you should say so. If you don't like it, you should express your opinion."

Her cold voice unconsciously carried a hint of urgency, but when Shen Qinghuan saw the confused expression on Sheng Wu's face, she sighed helplessly as if she had punched cotton.

Then she reached over and poured more sugar into the cup.

"Try it again."

As she spoke, she stirred the cup with a spoon in sync with Sheng Wu's movements.

Hearing this, Sheng Wu still didn't ask anything. She took a sip obediently, and her red lips became more moist.

Shen Qinghuan, "This time, is it still bitter?"

Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows, her expression more lively than before, "It's not that bitter anymore! And it has a unique taste that I can't describe."

Shen Qinghuan, observing her expression, finally believed that she really accepted the taste of this cup of coffee.

"Look, only when you speak will people know how you feel and give you some sugar. If you don't speak, no one will ever know."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu's expression paused. She held the hot coffee in both hands, lowered her eyes and thought deeply for a moment, then spoke slowly after a moment of hesitation.

"I know what you mean, but... this is who I am." To put it nicely, she is a female lead in an opera, to put it bluntly, she is an actor who entertains people.

"Zheliu is right. If Guiwu knew that I was using my beauty to seduce people, he would probably be really angry and not let me out." Although there was a smile on his face, there was an inexplicable sadness and desolation on his face.

Chen Zheliu spoke without thinking just now, which easily made people think that the decision-making power of Shengwu belonged to Chen Guiwu, and she had no power to choose, which was somewhat underestimated.

Shen Qinghuan frowned, "What about you? When you were mediating with Zhang Feng, were you really thinking of using sex as your bargaining chip?"

"......" Sheng Wu was silent for a moment, then looked up at her with a stern gaze.

"no."

Just two simple words, but one can hear a hint of unwilling resistance.

Even though she didn't say it clearly, Shen Qinghuan understood her attitude, and the depression between her brows dissipated. She knew that Sheng Wu was helping them, so she came out and talked to Zhang Feng.

Shen Qinghuan leaned back in his chair, raised his head slightly, and thought of something. A hint of reminiscence crossed his cold face. "I had been studying abroad before. After my father sent the three of us abroad, we only exchanged occasional letters. He wasn't the kind of person who would express his longing or delicate feelings to us, so we basically lived on our own. My eldest brother went to military school, while Shen Zheliu and I majored in translation. I couldn't get used to coffee at first, especially when it wasn't spiked with anything. But later, when we had only coffee to drink there, I got used to it."

"The most terrifying thing about people is numbness, which is a compromise with the environment. So I found a way to plant a tea tree in my yard. Even though it's dead, I still feel it's alive when I look at it. After returning to China, even though I don't like coffee, I still brought back a box and drink it occasionally."

Sheng Wu listened and knew that she was using this to express her resistance and uncompromising attitude towards life.

When she is abroad and only has coffee to drink, she will drink it, but when she returns home and has other options, she will still try to drink things she doesn't like to remind herself.

After Shen Qinghuan finished speaking, he turned around and stared at her, his cold and elegant face showing seriousness.

"So even though the environment determines many things, you always have the opportunity to choose. Coffee is not your only choice. When I ask you if you want to drink it, even if I don't offer it, you can just tell me that you like tea."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu looked at her speechless for a moment. His eyes, which seemed bright but concealed something on their mind, inexplicably became brighter.

"......good!"

After a long time, the dry throat moved, and Sheng Wu raised her lips slightly and spoke.

Afterwards, Sheng Wu raised the cup in her hand again, took a sip under Shen Qinghuan's gaze, and after swallowing it, she raised her eyebrows and smiled playfully.

"Actually, I can accept this coffee if it's because you make it better than others."

Hearing this, Shen Qinghuan was stunned, and then his cold face was amused. Although it was not obvious, the curves in his eyebrows and eyes could not be deceived.

"If you want to drink it again in the future, you can come to me and I will make it for you."

As she spoke, she saw that Sheng Wu had already finished the drink, so she reached out to take the cup and said, "But you shouldn't drink too much of this. It's easy to have trouble sleeping at night."

"Yeah, okay." Sheng Wu nodded obediently.

After putting the cup away, Shen Qinghuan turned around and looked at Sheng Wu, hesitated for a second, and finally chose to tell her.

"In fact, the two words on the fan are 'White tea, pure joy, nothing else to worry about, I am waiting for the wind and for you. Bitter wine, broken willows, now we are parting, there is no wind, no moon, and no you.'"

Forget it, it's better to tell her earlier and let her realize something than to be deeply involved in it later and then wake up.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Wu, who was illiterate but understood a little bit, raised her eyebrows, but the first thing she noticed was.

"Your and Shen Zheliu's names come from these two lines of poetry?"

Pure joy, picking willows.

Shen Qinghuan was stunned for a second, then nodded calmly, "Probably, but father never told us the origin of our names."

After all, over the years, Chen Guiwu has not provided any other extra affection for them except fulfilling his responsibility of educating them. Rather than saying that Chen Guiwu is their father, it is better to say that he is a housekeeper who bears the word "father".

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