The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Su Ye sighed secretly and asked desperately: "Then, can I know what the white thing in here is?"

Mu Yaqi smiled softly: "Young Master Su, just try it and you will know."

Su Ye looked at Zhu Qingshuo again, hoping that she could give some hints.

After two seconds, he withdrew his gaze and decided not to embarrass her.

Seeing him hesitate, Mu Yaqi spoke again and urged: "If Su Shao doesn't want to drink, you can give it to her."

After saying that, he stared straight at Su Ye, trying to break down his psychological defenses and make him give the water to Zhu Qingshuo.

Su Ye pursed her lips and felt her heart beating faster.

It seemed like a long time, but also like just a few seconds, before he finally said, "I'll drink."

Zhu Qingshuo's eyes moved, and she knew that the child was stupid.

Sure enough, she was right.

Mu Yaqi chuckled and stretched out her hand to make a "please" gesture.

Su Ye deliberately delayed for a few seconds and changed the subject: "So what exactly is that white thing? If it's valuable, I can't afford it."

Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "I can afford it."

Su Ye just looked at her and showed no intention of drinking.

Mu Yaqi sighed pretentiously: "Since Young Master Su doesn't want to drink it, why not give it to the person next to him? It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Su Ye gritted his teeth and finally picked up the glass of water.

I took a small sip first.

Mu Yaqi continued to scare him: "Young Master Su came all the way here, and you only tasted this little bit. It doesn't quench your thirst, right? That would make me look like a poor host."

Su Ye paused, as if he had made a great decision, and took two big gulps.

The water in the cup was instantly reduced by half.

Mu Yaqi laughed: "Young Master Su is quite loyal."

At this point, Su Ye's fear had mostly dissipated, replaced by dissatisfaction with Mu Yaqi.

He looked at Mu Yaqi with a fake smile, and his dissatisfaction gave him a lot of courage and confidence: "Can you tell me what this is now?"

Mu Yaqi still smiled: "Master Su didn't taste it?"

Su Ye frowned slightly and thought about it.

I just tasted sweetness, but I'm not sure what it was.

Mu Yaqi snorted and laughed, looked at Zhu Qingshuo, and said calmly: "Tell him."

Zhu Qingshuo nodded to Mu Yaqi, then looked ahead without even glancing at Su Ye, and said calmly, "Sugar."

Su Ye: “Hmm?”

Mu Yaqi chuckled: "It's up to Su Shao to believe it or not."

Su Ye lowered his eyes slightly. The taste just now seemed to be indeed white sugar.

But he was still a little unsure.

He glanced at Zhu Qingshuo again and asked again uncertainly: "Is it true or false?"

Zhu Qingshuo finally gave him a look.

She looked at him and nodded, "It's sugar."

Su Ye: “…”

I was so scared, why didn’t you tell me earlier?

Su Ye breathed a sigh of relief and his tense body relaxed.

With lingering fear, he raised his hand and patted his chest to calm his still beating heart.

Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "Master Su, do you think I dare to do anything if I let someone bring you out without any concealment?"

Su Ye listened and looked at her. He was about to respond, but then he felt that such a direct response would be a bit rude.

So he changed the subject and asked with an embarrassed smile: "Um... I don't know what your name is yet?"

Mu Yaqi thought for a moment and replied, "If you ask this question now, it should be Mr. Li."

Su Ye was startled, then immediately realized: "Oh! It's Mr. Li!"