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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"Hmph," irritated, Su Nian wanted to throw the dishcloth at Zheng Haoyu, forgetting that she was kneeling on the floor. Off balance, she stumbled and fell forward.


The dishcloth she was holding flew out of her hand, and Su Nian fell face down on the floor. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders, making her look incredibly disheveled.


"Hahaha..." Zheng Haoyu gaped in surprise before bursting into hearty laughter. "Miss Su, I never thought you could be so clumsy."


Supporting herself on the floor, Su Nian got up, cleaned her face, and gritted her teeth. Her clothes were soaked and her body was covered with dirt from the fall. Her palms stung painfully. "Zheng Haoyu, you dare to laugh!"


"Haha...", the sight of Su Nian in such a mess made Zheng Haoyu helpless with laughter.


"Humph." Su Nian looked at her palms and found no scratches, probably because she had braced herself hard when she fell.


Chapter 69: Do You Think I, The Young Master, Have Idle Time?_1