To Torture Her
Editor: Atlas Studios
Are you sure you're not deliberately making fun of me? Why are you so particular about drinking coffee?
Li Ruochu stuck her tongue out at the pager and went to make coffee for the man. He had asked for so much, but she did not do it.
She boiled some water and made a bag of instant coffee for Helian Qingyu.
"Mr. President, here's the coffee you wanted."
The coffee was placed on his table. Li Ruochu put away the tray and stood at the side respectfully.
Helian Qingyu lifted his head from the pile of documents. His gaze swept past her face and landed on the coffee cup. "Made according to my request?"
"That's right! 64 specially selected coffee beans, grounded spring ice, 1 / 4 spoonful of sugar, 20 mls of milk."
Li Ruochu's words were sincere. Helian Qingyu picked up the cup and took a sip. "Mm, it's not bad."
He couldn't taste the difference?