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The next day Joanna woke up and opened her eyes and sat up abruptly. When did she fall asleep?

Last night, when he brought her home with a cold face, he said nothing and paid no further attention to her. The more he thought about it after returning to his room, the more confused he became.

He had seen that kind of scene, but he wasn't angry at all? He let her go so easily?

She sat on the bed with her legs crossed and stared warily at the door, afraid that he would suddenly appear again.

But as it turned out, she was overthinking things. She woke up from her sleep, but she had never seen him in her room before.

That's right, his performance last night in Endless Night was already very obvious. He probably assumed that she was that kind of person.

In that case, thought Joanna, no matter how hard she tried to explain it, he wouldn't listen.

Feeling empty in her stomach, she went downstairs in search of something to eat. As he walked into the living room, he noticed that Fu Siming had yet to leave.

He was sitting at the kitchen table, reading a newspaper with his left hand and holding a coffee cup to his lips with his right. He took a sip of the newspaper.

She sat down across from him and coughed softly, trying to get his attention, but he didn't even look up.

Qiao Anzhi felt a little awkward. He hesitated for two seconds and still wanted to explain what had happened last night. After all, that was truly just a misunderstanding. Even if Fu Siming had no interest in knowing, she still couldn't allow him to continue misunderstanding like this, right?

"What happened last night …"

"Be quiet." Without even raising his head, he coldly uttered two words and continued to read the newspaper for coffee.

Qiao Yifan had completely given up on trying to explain himself. He had just opened his mouth when Fu Siming told her to be quiet. It was obvious that he didn't want to hear her speak.

If that was the case, then it was useless for her to explain.

Qiao Anxiao sighed slightly. He thought to himself, since Fu Siming never trusted her, then she might as well accept it. I'll just let him think whatever he wants to think.

The servant brought her breakfast, some wholemeal bread, fried eggs, and a cup of coffee.

"Thank you." Looking at the cup of coffee in front of him, Qiao Anxiao subconsciously asked, "Can you change a glass of milk for me?"

The servant was stunned for a moment before regaining his senses.

"Alright, I'll help you change it immediately."

The servant carried the coffee to the kitchen, puzzled. Why had his wife, who used to drink coffee in the morning, changed instead?

Soon the milk arrived, and Joanna took a sip of it, bent over her breakfast, and from time to time looked up at the expression on his face. She was looking for a suitable time to ask him about the will.

The two of them were the only ones at the table, so they were unable to speak. How can people not talk with others? Many misunderstandings never begin with communication!

By the time Fu Siming had closed the newspaper and put it to one side, there was a slight change in his usually ice-cold face. Joanna thought this was a good opportunity, so she said tentatively, "Well... Your mother came by yesterday. "

When Fosmin heard this, he finally responded, and Joanna noticed that his hand paused for a moment as he held the cup of coffee.

Since there was such a reaction, she had to get down to business.

"When your mother came yesterday, she mentioned the will... What will? You know what? She also mentioned her grandfather. Which grandfather? Yours or mine? "

Qiao Anxian kept asking nonstop like he was a cannonball.

With a "pa" sound, the cup of coffee was slammed down onto the table by Fu Siming, scaring Qiao Anzhi into a spasmodic state.

Although she didn't know which issue had touched on his reverse scale, it was best not to bring it up again in the short term, seeing his gloomy expression.