Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

The next day.

Si Youyuan.

‘You are a broom star! Disaster! ! ’

'Don't call me daddy, you are not my daughter at all... you are just a monster! The monster who insists on destroying my family! ’

'go to hell! ! ’

In the pouring rain, the man suddenly braked, the car stopped in the wilderness, and dragged out the three-year-old girl on the passenger seat.

The rain blurred the vision, but the little girl's indifferent eyes were extremely clear.

There was no fear, no sadness, she just looked at him.

The man was completely irritated by this look and shouted: 'Su Qiao, you are an emotionless monster! ! go to hell! ! ’

"..."

Su Qiao suddenly opened her eyes from her dream, staring straight at the ceiling with unfocused eyes.

No fear, no sorrow.

There is no difference between three-year-old Su Qiao and twenty-year-old Su Qiao...

Over the years, she has often dreamed of being thrown down the mountain by Su's father when she was three years old. He hates her and seems to be afraid of her...

Is she...a monster without emotions?

Su Qiao frowned slightly, the cold fog dissipated from her eyes, and she felt a little confused.

But what are feelings?

No one taught her...

Sunlight filtered in from the window, and a ray fell on the quilt. Su Qiao stretched out her hand and put it in the sun to bake...it was cold.

"Miss Su!" Aman knocked on the door outside.

"Come in."

Aman walked in holding a bouquet of flowers, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, and his face was full of youthful vitality.

Su Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and a word flashed in her mind - "fresh".

"Miss Su, I picked a bouquet of flowers for you from the garden! Smell it, it smells delicious!" She smiled brightly, and her face was brighter than the flowers.

Su Qiao smelled it, nodded and said, "It smells good."

"I knew you'd like the taste, so I'll stick it in."

Su Qiao looked at Aman's busy back and tilted his head.

do you like it?

A smell is a smell. As long as it's not poisonous, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not...

"Aman." Su Qiao asked abruptly, "What is liking?"

"Ah?" Aman turned around in confusion, "If you like it, you just like it. When you see something you like, you will be in a good mood, and the same will happen when you see someone you like..."

Having said this, Aman showed an ambiguous and teasing smile.

"Just like Miss Su, you like our second master!" Seeing Su Qiao's expression was a little strange, Aman couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Miss Su? Don't you like our second master?"

Aman's voice was not quiet, and the sound floated out from the unclosed door.

Outside the door, Shen Xiujin paused slightly, and her slender figure stopped behind the door.

"I don't like it!" Su Qiao replied without hesitation.

Shen Xiujin tightened her grip on the coffee cup, and a hint of ruthlessness quietly appeared on her seemingly unchanged handsome face.

Was this a lie to him?

However, before the seeds of doubt could take root and germinate, Su Qiao's next words floated out.

"No, I should say more than just like it. I love Mr. Shen!" Her tone was firm and extremely serious.

Shen Xiujin: "..."

The cold white fingers that squeezed the cup slowly relaxed.

He raised the corner of his mouth in an arc that he didn't even notice, and walked downstairs without leaving any trace.

In the room, Su Qiao's sight was blocked and she couldn't see what was going on outside the door, but she was extremely sensitive to Shen Xiujin's breath, and she noticed that Shen Xiujin was outside the door long before she opened her mouth.

Su Qiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This man is so elusive... She almost revealed his secret!

It seems that I have to be more careful what I say at home from now on...

When Su Qiao finished washing and went downstairs, Shen Xiujin was sitting in the dining room eating breakfast. There was a serving next to him, which was obviously prepared for her.

Su Qiao stepped forward with a smile: "Good morning, Mr. Shen!"

She had recently seen a lot of short videos on the Internet of girls chasing men. Su Qiao followed suit, put her hands on her chest, and gave Shen Xiujin a heart test on the spot.

"Today is also a day to love you!"

Shen Xiujin: "..."

The black coffee I just drank suddenly made me feel a little nauseous.

"Where did you learn this?"

Su Qiao: "...on the phone."

Shen Xiujin looked at her, stretched out her hand, and hooked her fingers twice.

"..." Su Qiao silently opened the phone and handed it to Shen Xiujin.

Shen Xiujin glanced at the screen and was shocked by the huge title with red letters on a black background.

——"108 ways to win over cold men"!

In the first video, there is a middle-aged woman with thin and smooth hair, who is teaching in a serious manner in broken Mandarin: "First of all, when you see the person you like, you can compare your feelings first, match it with a bright smile, and release your sweetness. charm……"

"..."

The veins on Shen Xiujin's forehead twitched twice, and she had the urge to smash her phone.

The little girl in front of her still looked innocent and fearless, "Mr. Shen, there is a second step, I have learned it too!"

"..."

Before Shen Xiujin could stop, the person was already close to him, within a short distance.

He could almost see his own face in Su Qiao's clear pupils.

Shen Xiujin froze on the spot, refusing to dodge, wanting to see what trick she was going to play.

The next second, Su Qiao stretched out her hand, and her cool and soft fingertips gently brushed his lips.

It's like the brush of feathers, causing a tingling sensation.

The little girl smiled innocently and cleanly, looked straight at him, and played the most vulgar trick with him with the purest expression: "Mr. Shen, you have something on your mouth."

There was no extraneous expression on Shen Xiujin's handsome face, and his black eyes looked at her solemnly.

The whole scene went cold.

"..." Su Qiao was a little embarrassed, "It seems that this routine is useless to you, then I will learn something else..."

"I teach you."