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  Su Yan asked rather cheekily, “Now that you have a love life, you need not study anymore?”


  “That’s not true!” Su Yue blushed and bowed her head. Her cheeks were burning hot as she uttered, “Don’t trust what Third sister-in-law said. I’m really serious about my studies.”


  She had barely ended her sentence when her phone suddenly rang.

  She fumbled for her phone inside her bag. She silently gulped when she saw the caller’s name on the screen. She stole a furtive glance at Su Yan.

  Su Yan was concentrating on driving, so he wasn’t looking at her. But she could distinctly feel that he was laughing at her.

  “Why are you laughing?” Su Yue softly muttered.

  She rejected the call in a huff.

  Her phone vibrated, and Su Yue knew without a doubt that the text must be from Ming Ansheng.

  Indeed,

  appeared on her screen.

  She typed swiftly.

  Ming Ansheng texted,

  His reply sounded gloomy and grumpy.

  Su Yue replied,

  She was just being lectured for neglecting her studies and for failing her exams.

  Ming Ansheng replied,

  Su Yue replied,

  Ming Ansheng replied,

  It startled Su Yue when he sent that text.

  Su Yue read the text from Ming Ansheng and her face fell dark instantly.

  She turned red and contemplated briefly before replying.

  Ming Ansheng replied,

  Su Yue replied,

  Young Master Ming’s spirits plunged the moment he read her reply.

  He frowned, looking frustrated. He didn’t seem to have offended Wen Xuxu recently.

  Su Yue didn’t reply after he sent the text. He didn’t text her as well. As Su Yan had just returned, the siblings must have lots to catch up.

  Ming Ansheng placed his phone on the table and left to take a shower.

  There was lots of work waiting for him, and he was feeling tired. He wanted to make a cup of tea.

  He walked to a water dispenser and bent to open the cupboard. He realized that the tea leaves container was open. He frowned in suspicion.

  He stretched his hand and took out the tea leaves before turning to the coffee table.

  He realized that there was a cup of cold tea on the coffee table. The first thought that came to his mind was that someone came by today.

  And the person made Su Yue personally brew tea……

  Ming Ansheng’s eyes glinted coldly, and he placed the container back into the cupboard. He closed it and walked back to the couch.

  He picked up his phone and was about to dial a number.

  He accidentally caught a glimpse of the bottom of the coffee table. On the floor were a few pieces of tea leaves that were still damp. His expression hardened.

  He dialed his house number and someone picked up. It was his mother.