Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

After saying that, Shi Beisheng stopped talking. He slightly pursed his lips and his face was tense. Su Wan looked at his exquisite side face and could not guess his mood.    

    

Shi Beisheng's emotions were a little complicated.    

    

Nine Pastry's current achievements were already something that many people could not even dream of, not to mention that she even knew Ding Lan. Her future was definitely limitless. His rationality told him that... He should feel happy and proud for Su Wan.    

    

However, when Shi Beisheng thought about how Su Wan was only sixteen years old back then, but she was always troubled by the seasoning recipe, he felt a little heartache.    

    

When he thought about what he had said to Zuo Xiaohan before, he felt angry in his heart.    

    

"Ninth Master, I was wrong. I won't dare to do this again. Ninth Master, don't be angry..." Su Wan looked at him and did not speak. She felt nervous.    

    

Hearing the soft and soft voice of the little girl, Shi Beisheng's expression became a little more relaxed.    

    

Before this, he had always thought that his little girl was a lousy student, but in the end, she could achieve such a great achievement just by relying on him. In his heart, he still felt quite proud.    

    

However, when he thought of such a big matter, the little girl even lied to him and hid it from him, he felt that Su Wan simply did not deserve to be taught!    

    

Su Wan did not know what he was thinking and only thought that it was Shi Beisheng who was angry. Looking at such a man, Su Wan did not know what to say for a moment.    

    

When she was picked up by Shi Beisheng, although he was also cold, he would still respond to her words. Later on, Shi Beisheng's attitude gradually warmed up.    

    

It could be said that this was the first time Su Wan had seen such a Shi Beisheng in eight years.    

    

"I really didn't do it on purpose..."    

    

"Ninth Master..."    

    

Along the way, no matter how Su Wan showed weakness and apologized, Shi Beisheng did not say anything. He just concentrated on driving the car.    

    

The car slowly stopped in the courtyard of the villa. Shi Beisheng got out of the car and threw the car keys to the maids. He did not look at Su Wan, who was sitting in the passenger seat.    

    

"Miss..." Looking at Su Wan, whose eyes were slightly red, the maid said somewhat awkwardly.    

    

"Ah, sorry, you go ahead and do your work."    

    

It was raining outside. Su Wan covered her small schoolbag in her arms and ran into the villa.    

    

Butler Yang looked at the unhappy Shi Beisheng and was a little confused.    

    

Huh?    

    

Didn't Ninth Master go to pick up the young lady today? Why did he become the second son after he came back?    

    

Strange... terrifying.    

    

Before she could recover her senses, she saw Su Wan walk in with slightly wet hair and pat the rain on her body.    

    

After Su Wan came in, she saw Shi Beisheng's back as he went upstairs.    

    

Seeing that he had no intention of turning back, the light in Su Wan's eyes dimmed a little.    

    

She knew that Shi Beisheng did not like people who lied to him. She knew that he should be quite disappointed in her since she was a criminal who knew the past.    

    

"Miss, you are in the rain. Quickly go upstairs and take a shower and change your clothes. I will order the kitchen to prepare some ginger soup right now."    

    

In November, the temperature in the Imperial Capital was a little low at night. Su Wan was wearing thin clothes and when she came back, she was drenched in the rain. Butler Yang remembered that her body was weak and he quickly told her to go upstairs to change her clothes.    

    

"Oh, then I will have to trouble Butler Yang."    

    

Su Wan nodded without much spirit, and then carried her small schoolbag back to her room.    

    

When she reached her room, she took out the formula for Love. After making sure that the paper was not wet, she carefully put it into the gift box.    

    

She lightly sighed and then carried a piece of home clothing into the bathroom.