Trickle of rain

On the night of our wedding, my husband left me in the middle of the journey home. Walking in eight-centimeter high heels and dragging a cumbersome wedding dress, I finally made it back.
But that's not the worst part. The worst was coming home to my husband and a beautiful woman, full of enjoyment as they shared a candlelit dinner.
Su Nian was overcome with rage. You want to pour wine, huh? Alright, I can do that.
However, sorry to disappoint, but the only person I'll be pouring wine on is you.
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Zheng Haoyu stormed out of Su Nian's study, forcefully closing the door behind him.


The slam of the door reverberated in Su Nian's ears, she grimaced, "What a temper."


At the same time, she couldn't help but berate herself for being such a money-lover.


When Zheng Haoyu was angry, a strange warmth echoed in her heart, making her feel oddly comfortable.


The door that had just been harshly closed was forcefully pushed open again. Su Nian couldn't help but feel sorry for the door, mounted in Zheng Haoyu's house, always ready to take that abuse.


"I want afternoon tea." Zheng Haoyu ordered, standing straight in the doorway, a look of annoyance on his face.


What afternoon tea he desired was merely a ruse to not let Su Nian get any respite.


Su Nian frowned, puzzled as to why Young Master Zheng always had to make a scene, "Have afternoon tea? Do you think you're Japanese?"


Zheng Haoyu held his forehead, knowing she wouldn't agree so easily.


Chapter 50 Can I Take a Leave_1