Dear Mr. Shi - Chapter 32
Chapter 32: Blew Love, The Name Of The Coffee
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Since he wanted to have coffee, it meant that he planned to have a good discussion with her. This was just what she wanted.
Song Qinghuan worked quickly to make two cups of coffee and carried them over.
She placed one of them in front of Shi Yuhan and the other in front of her.
Shi Yuhan looked at the coffee. Then he signaled with his hand and asked Song Qinghuan to sit down.
His sudden gentlemanly gesture frightened Song Qinghuan. Was he possessed? Why did he suddenly change?
She observed him carefully and thought he seemed normal. However, she still thought that there was something off. Yet she couldn’t figure out what it was. The man in front of her was too profound. She couldn’t discern anything with her small little eyes.
Shi Yuahn pushed the silver square he was playing with toward Song Qinghuan. “This will allow you to control the security system in the villa you will be staying at. You will have the highest-level clearance.”
Song Qinghuan looked at him intently. She lifted her cup and sipped her coffee.
She raised her eyebrows and asked the question that had been stuck on her mind. “I’ll be staying at? Are you saying that you don’t live here?”
“I live in the villa behind.” Shi Yuhan blinked. His thick eyelashes were drooping slightly and he gave off an indifferent and elegant aura.
Song Qinghuan was pleasantly surprised. She put down her coffee cup and looked at him in disbelief. “Really? I’ll be staying here alone?”
Shi Yuhan gave her an ambiguous smile. The corners of his lips lifted slightly and replied, “Aunt He will clean the villa three times a week.”
All her unhappiness disappeared. Song Qinghuan suddenly smiled and nodded. “I understand.”
“You are not allowed to visit the villa behind without my permission,” Shi Yuhan continued. No warmth could be detected on his face.
What a cold man!
“Who cares!” Song Qinghuan pouted. She picked up her coffee cup again and sipped her coffee.
Shi Yuhan stared at her. Suddenly, an eerie gaze flashed past his eyes.
He tidied his hair. He brushed his fringe and a few strands tapped lightly on his smooth forehead. His cold and eerie aura suddenly turned devilish and evil.
“Brew Love.” He suddenly said these two words.
Song Qinghuan didn’t hear him properly. “Huh? What did you say?”
Shi Yuhan’s gaze turned playful. “Brew Love. That’s the name of the coffee. It’s a rare coffee.”
Brew Love? Make Love? What… is there an aphrodisiac in my coffee?! Did I just drink that? Song Qinghuan opened her eyes wide in astonishment. She looked at the coffee in front of her then looked at Shi Yuhan.
Her dumbfounded look satisfied Shi Yuhan for some reason. He smiled silently.
Song Qinghuan’s eyes were round with shock. “Brew Love… does it contain an aphrodisiac…”
