Yu Sui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, trotted quickly to the door, did not knock on the door, directly pushed the door in, then closed the door casually, trotted to the bed, pushed her hard: "Miss, it's time for Miss to get up , the sun is already high outside.”
Zhuang Xiaoyu opened her eyes, woke up from her sleep, looked at the light penetrating through the window, sat up quickly, and straightened her messy temple hair: "Help me dress and make up quickly, what time is it, why didn't you come earlier?" wake me up?"
Yu Sui pursed her lips and smiled softly: "I came here early in the morning, but my uncle sat on the stone bench and read a book, saying that today is special, the spring is just right, let me not wake you up to sleep, let you sleep for a while, I'll call you when I have breakfast ready.
I managed to prepare more than a dozen breakfasts, thinking you woke up early, but I didn't expect you to be asleep..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu was ashamed: "..."
After sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at herself in the mirror, thinking of what happened last night, although her eyelids were still a little red and swollen, her heart felt like a stone fell to the ground.
In the end, Ah Yan still stayed. It seems that Ah Yan still has her in his heart, and the relationship between them has not completely dissipated.
He just misunderstood her, and after suffering so much, the pain and grievance in his heart just needed an outlet.
Yu Sui stared at her eyes that were still red and swollen, and didn't say anything, anyway, Miss would cry every night, she was used to it, but she was thinking of Qin Wuyan.
As for the new marks on Zhuang Xiaoyu's neck, Yu Sui couldn't remember whether it was left last night or the night before after staring at it.
She took out her powder puff, just like yesterday, to cover up the traces on it, thinking of what my uncle was wearing today, she also found a brand new shirt for Zhuang Xiaoyu to wear, and then carefully painted Zhuang Xiaoyu's makeup.
Looking at it at a glance, Zhuang Xiaoyu also knew that the woman was dazzling, and she was a perfect match for my uncle.
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought of Qin Wuyan in his heart, saw himself in the mirror, smiled shyly, helped Yu Sui to stand up: "Let's go, go find Mr. Min."
Yu Sui grinned: "You have been married for several months, why haven't you changed your mind and still call my aunt Young Master Min?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head: "Young Master Min is Young Master Min, it has nothing to do with marriage or not."
Yu Sui: "..."
Yu Sui felt that today's spring is not very good.
But the eldest lady is happy, and that is enough.
Yu Sui opened the door, and Min Rui, who was sitting in the yard waiting, raised his eyelids, looked away from the book in his hand, raised his eyes to look in the direction of Zhuang Xiaoyu, and saw Zhuang Xiaoyu dressed up in attendance at a glance.
Ever since she married into the Min family, except for Feng Guanxiapei that night, she has never seen Zhuang Xiaoyu's dazzling attire again.
Even if it was to offer tea to the elders the next day, although she was wearing a brand new set of clothes, she was not brilliant, well-groomed and dull, as if she was trying to suppress the light on her body.
But when she met Qin Wuyan again, even though Qin Wuyan said such hurtful things to her, she was like a budding flower, still trying her best to shine for Qin Wuyan.
It's like the resurgence of ashes, like the spring of a dead tree, like winter and spring, and everything recovers.
Is this the difference between love and not love?
Min Rui thought to himself, his decision was right after all, if she was with him, she would wither day by day, so it is better to let her go and let her live.