Mei Yuxin didn't expect her to be so attentive and was a little flustered.
She was tormented until midnight last night.
Her body was aching and sore, and her heart was uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and went back to her room, took a bath, and fell asleep when it was almost dawn.
I didn't dare sleep too much in the morning and got up to work before eight o'clock.
It would be strange if he didn't look unhappy now.
Su Qiao certainly knew the reason, and said with kindness: "Do you need to take a two-day leave to rest?"
"Oh, don't worry, I will tell Haoming not to deduct your wages."
"No need, Madam, I'm fine."
Hearing Cheng Haoming's name, Mei Yuxin felt even more uncomfortable and felt a little upset.
Last night, they clearly... clearly had just done the most intimate thing, but after it was over, the man drove her out of the room as if he was chasing away some dirty thing.
This was one of the reasons why she didn't fall asleep until dawn.
This was the first time I was treated like this.
To Mei Yuxin, this was a huge insult.
But there was no other way, she could only grit her teeth and swallow the blood.
Su Qiao handed her the bird's nest that Wu Ma had brought to her before she had time to drink it:
"How about this! You can eat this bowl of bird's nest! There's no one around right now."
"Anyway, my body is broken, no matter how much I eat, it will be the same, it doesn't matter whether I eat or not."
Su Qiao said this self-deprecatingly. Mei Yuxin was stunned for a moment, and a strong sense of guilt rose in her heart.
Her face turned even paler, and she quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "No, no, I'm really fine."
"I'm just a servant, how can I eat such expensive food?"
"Madam, you should eat quickly. It will be good for your recovery."
Mei Yuxin advised in a rather dry tone.
In fact, even she herself didn't believe it. She really hoped that Su Qiao would get better.
Su Qiao pretended to be a little angry and gave her a sidelong glance: "What do you mean by servant or not? What era is this? Are there still different levels?"
"Actually, I am the same as you. I come from an ordinary family. If it weren't for..."
After a pause, Su Qiao swallowed his words and a warm smile appeared on his face.
"In fact, if Haoming hadn't been so nice to me, I wouldn't have agreed to marry him."
"If I didn't really love him, I wouldn't have rushed over to protect him without even a moment's hesitation at the most dangerous moment."
"My grandmother has always told me that marriages between people from different social classes are the hardest to maintain, and marrying into a wealthy family comes at a great price."
"She said that if a woman marries into a wealthy family, she must be able to withstand lies, tolerate perfunctory treatment, endure deception, and forget promises."
As he spoke, the smile on Su Qiao's face became a little gentler.
"But fortunately, Haoming is really good to me. I won't experience what my grandma said."
"Although my health is not good now, and I may have to deal with hospitals for the rest of my life, and maybe ten years later, I will have to lie on the operating table again, but I am already very satisfied."
At this point, Su Qiao seemed a little embarrassed.
"Look at me. Maybe I've been holding it in for too long these days. I'm telling you all this nonsense. I'm really making a fool of myself."
"No, no, how could I laugh at you?"
Mei Yuxin felt an even deeper sense of responsibility, and even for a moment she doubted whether what she was doing was right.
Isn’t it said that if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth
Should she marry a fifty-year-old man
"Madam, I... I still have some work to do. I'll be leaving first."