I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

It could be seen from his hurried steps that he was coming back in a hurry.

This was the first time Yu Qingqing saw Bei Minglin looking anxious.

My heart felt inexplicably tight.

He rushed back so anxiously because...

Hey.

Yu Qingqing shook her head suddenly, what was she thinking? Yu Qingqing, isn't it normal for Bei Minglin to come back when her fiancée comes to visit?

The moment he entered, Bei Minglin froze for a moment. His eyes immediately turned to Qingqing's direction, but he withdrew halfway and turned to the woman, "Zhitong, why didn't you say something first when you came here?" One sound."

Her name is Zhi Tong.

The name matches her person quite well.

"I want to give you a surprise." Qin Zhitong raised a smile. She glanced behind Bei Minglin, then immediately pulled it back and looked at Bei Minglin, "Why, don't you welcome me?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Yu Qingqing intentionally or unintentionally.

Bei Minlin also looked at Yu Qingqing.

Yu Qingqing hurriedly lowered her head, "Master, you are back!"

Her movements and tone of voice were standard.

Because of this action, she had done it many times when she was a child.

Hearing Yu Qingqing's words, Bei Minglin was slightly startled, but it was fleeting. When he spoke again, his voice was as cold as ever, "Why are you still standing? Pour Zhi Tong a glass of juice."

When Bei Minglin walked towards the sofa, he looked back at Qin Zhitong and motioned for her to follow.

Qin Zhitong followed.

"Sit down." Bei Minglin pointed to face him.

"Brother Lin, why are you so busy lately? You don't answer your calls." After sitting down opposite Bei Minglin, Qin Zhitong's beautiful face was filled with anger.

"When am I not busy?"

Bei Minglin spoke calmly and showed no mercy at all.

"That's true."

Qin Zhitong wasn't annoyed either, she seemed to have gotten used to Bei Minglin's coldness.

"Brother Rin..."

When Yu Qingqing brought out the juice from the kitchen, Qin Zhitong suddenly stopped and looked up at Yu Qingqing, feeling like she was trying to poke holes in Yu Qingqing.

Yu Qingqing felt uncomfortable all over, but she had no choice but to carry it over.

"Miss Qin, juice."

Yu Qingqing held the tray and handed the juice to Qin Zhitong, but Qin Zhitong just looked at it and refused to take it, "I don't like mango juice." Then she turned to look at Bei Minglin, "Give it to your young master to drink."

Bei Minglin raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Yu Qingqing with a faint glance, and then raised his hand in Yu Qingqing's direction.

Yu Qingqing hurriedly gave the juice to Bei Minglin.

Looking at the juice that fell into Bei Minglin's hand, Qin Zhitong pursed her lips slightly. In her memory, Bei Minglin didn't like drinking mango juice either.

this woman.

I'm afraid it's not just a maid.

"and many more."

Just as Yu Qingqing turned around to leave, Qin Zhitong stopped her and said, "Bring me a glass of pear juice."

"it is good!"

Yu Qingqing responded immediately, she just wanted to end it quickly.

"Ah, I'm sorry." When Yu Qingqing prepared the pear juice and put it in front of Qin Zhitong, she refused to take it. "I suddenly don't want to drink pear juice."

If it weren't for Yangyang and not wanting to quarrel with Bei Minlin, Yu Qingqing would have poured the pear juice on Qin Zhitong's body.

"I want to drink boiled water. Yes, give me a glass of boiled water. It needs to be hot." Qin Zhitong said again.

Bei Minglin lowered his head and took a sip of mango juice. He didn't know whether it was because the mango juice didn't taste good or for some other reason. His brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were cold.

Raise your hand and pour all the mango juice in the cup into your mouth.