He personally handed one of the cups of tea to Shi Nian: "This is a health-preserving tea that has been brewed for a long time. Drink it; it can help cool you down."
Shi Nian didn't answer.
She said, "Health preservation is only necessary for rich people. For poor people, living is the only goal. I don't drink health tea, and I'm not used to it."
Zhan Xiu's dark pupils were like thick, unyielding ink.
After waiting for a long time, he finally dismissed the servant with the tea, saying, "Shi Nian, there's no need to treat me with such a sharp attitude. After all, we're going to get married. As my wife, you and your husband shouldn't be enemies."
Shi Nian raised her eyes and said, "Sir, you say you like me and want to marry me. Do you even believe that yourself?"
A cold glint flashed across Zhan Xiuchen's dark eyes.
The chill vanished as quickly as a dragonfly skimming the water.
The girl from the slum was far smarter than he had imagined.
He likes intelligent people.
But I don't want this girl to be too smart.
Because two months later, at his and her wedding, it should be a time of deep affection and romance.
The way she looked at him should have been full of love, not so clear-headed and rational.
"Why can't you believe I don't like you? Huh?"
Zhan Xiuchen spoke, his voice lingering and magnetic.
Shi Nian didn't answer; there was no point in dwelling on this question repeatedly.
After all, they are all rational adults.
Getting caught up in liking or disliking something here is too childish.
Shi Nian changed the subject and said, "Sir, may I go to the hospital? I want to see my grandparents."
Zhan Xiuchen did not refuse.
Just then, the butler rushed in. He didn't notice Shi Nian and blurted out, "President,"
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