After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

"I think you are quieter and more like a lady."

Sheng Tingye said slightly teasingly.

Although he didn't spend a long time with the woman, her image as a chatty person had already penetrated into his heart.

But for some reason, the woman has been surprisingly quiet in the past few days. Most of the time, the two of them just do things quietly without saying anything. Her voice also gives him the feeling of being as sick as Liu Fufeng or Lin Daiyu.

Unusual, very unusual!

"That's because I am a lady."

Chu Zhixin said calmly, with a very soft voice.

"Yes, I'm really curious about what a lady who beats a black bear with her bare hands looks like."

Sheng Tingye curled his lips and smiled, with a gentleness in his eyebrows that he didn't even notice.

I don’t know why, but I have no impression of her at all, but the time we spent together was very comfortable and natural, as if I had known her for a long time.

This kind of comfort naturally made him feel more happy than being with Xu Anran.

If I stayed in the beginning to find the 'answer', then if I stay now, it has no purpose. I just want to 'follow my heart' and want to stay.

"Come on, you'll be able to see what I look like soon."

Chu Zhixin stared at the man's increasingly handsome and energetic aura, full of hope for everything.

It's great. The man who was as confident as a flower on the mountain is back again. The feeling of decadence, loneliness and helplessness in him is disappearing little by little. She feels particularly relieved.

The morning sun was warm, the clouds were rolling and relaxing, and half a day passed like this.

The woman suddenly felt very tired and could hardly open her eyes. She just thought she didn't sleep well last night, so she was not energetic.

"I'm going to make some coffee, do you want it?"

Chu Zhixin stood up from the wicker chair and asked Sheng Tingye.

"If you brewed it yourself, I would like to have a taste."

Sheng Tingye was extremely happy and did not regard himself as an outsider at all. He began to give nitpicky instructions, "I am very picky in taste. It is best for the temperature of the coffee not to exceed 58 degrees. The sugar only needs two points. It must be hand-ground and authentic..." "

"No problem, you wait."

With unprecedented patience, Chu Zhixin listened to the man's hundreds of words of appeal.

I can't help but sigh, it has to be you Sheng Tingye, as arrogant and difficult as ever!

However, after being Sheng Tingye's wife for so many years, her other skills may not be very good, but her skill in brewing coffee for him is excellent.

And for so many years, she has brewed coffee using the same kind of coffee beans. The temperature, sugar content, and granularity are all the flavors he likes, so she is confident that he will be impressed by the coffee she brews again.

Chu Zhixin went to the cooking area in the west wing, opened the drawer, took out the collection of small cans of coffee beans, then opened the lid of the coffee machine, put the coffee beans in, and started grinding.

This coffee machine is different from the automatic coffee machine. It is a wooden hand-grinding coffee machine. Grinding a bean requires a lot of effort, but the ground coffee powder can best maintain the original juice that Sheng Tingye specially emphasized. Original'.

"Zizzi"

The coffee powder was ground little by little, and while she was initially satisfied, the pain from her wrist made her frown again.

Behind him, there were footsteps.

The visitor was Nanya He. When she saw the wound on Chu Zhixin's wrist, she shouted distressedly: "Xinxin girl, what are you doing? Your hands are like this. Let the employees do these things!"

"It's okay, Aunt Nan, I'm not that fragile."

Chu Zhixin smiled at Nanya He with pale lips and continued grinding coffee.

"It's okay. The blood has stained the gauze red. You don't want to die!"

Nanya He has always been as gentle and gentle as the spring breeze, but at this moment, he was very angry with Chu Zhixin who didn't know the importance of it.

She snatched the coffee machine from Chu Zhixin's hand and sighed repeatedly: "You girl, you are so stupid. You even used your own blood to make medicine for him. If your mother knew that you hurt yourself for a man, How heartbroken it is for her to be like this!"

"Will not."

Chu Zhixin said softly: "I believe that if dad needs mom's blood for medicine to survive, mom will not hesitate. If Uncle Wang needs it, you will too, Aunt Nan, right?"

"This……"

Nanya couldn't refute, she could only frown and said: "Even if human blood is really needed to make medicine, our blood bank in the sanatorium is sufficient. You can tell me earlier. Why bother to use your own? It hurts yours." Body, how do you want me and your Uncle Wang to explain to your underground parents?"

"Aunt Nan, I understand your worries, but this medicine cannot be made from anyone's blood. It needs the blood of a loved one to be effective. Facts have proved that it is indeed effective, so I don't regret it at all. On the contrary, I am very happy.”

Chu Zhixin has always felt that she owed Sheng Tingye, and using her blood as a medicine to raise him up little by little was a very fulfilling thing for her, and it also proved to some extent that she had deep feelings in her heart. I still love him deep down, deep into my bones, otherwise this medicine wouldn't be so effective.

Nanya He sneered, "Don't fool Aunt Nan. Aunt Nan also graduated from the world's top medical university. She has never heard of such a strange treatment method. Let me see, this is superstitious voodoo, specifically to deceive you." Such an innocent little girl.”

"Whatever the technique is, it can be saved."

Chu Zhixin didn't argue too much, took Nanya and the coffee machine in his hand, and continued to grind coffee.

Her blood was collected from her wrist. Every time she used it, she had to make a cut and wrap it up with white gauze. After several times, she felt that her hand was almost useless.

Otherwise, grinding coffee would be so difficult and almost painful!

"You're still grinding, and the wounds are opening!"

Nanya was determined not to give it, and said helplessly: "You don't need a loved one to polish this, right? Aunt Nan will help you polish it."

Chu Zhixin turned her painful wrist and nodded, "Thank you, Aunt Nan."

Nanya Hegui is the dignified vice-president. At this moment, he is patiently grinding the coffee beans, and sweat is flowing out.

The two of them chatted about each other.

Chu Zhixin suddenly remembered something and asked: "Aunt Nan, you were my mother's best friend back then. You should know about my brother, right?"

"..."

Nanya He paused as if someone was tapping her acupuncture points, the expression on her face was panic visible to the naked eye, "You girl, you are such a good girl, why are you asking this? You...you did have a brother, but he died at birth that year. So your parents hid it from the outside world and from you, how did you know?"

"That is to say, you also know that my mother is pregnant with twins, and I do have a brother?"

With a bit of surprise, Chu Zhixin quickly asked: "Then do you know what happened back then? Who is so hateful that he wouldn't even spare an infant?"