When Heir Pei came over, Qu Fulan was making coffee.
Recently, she particularly enjoyed having a cup of coffee, at least one a day. Especially before working, having a cup felt really good.
Some people can't sleep at night after drinking coffee, but she didn't have this worry. She could drink it whenever she wanted, as long as she didn't do it on an empty stomach.
She liked the bittersweet taste of coffee.
"Is this coffee?" Pei Ji'an lifted his robe and sat opposite her.
Qu Fulan poured him a cup. She made it beautifully, with a pattern on top.
"Heir, give it a taste."
Heir Pei had never tasted coffee before, yet he let her open a coffee shop. His style remained unchanged; he just financed it, letting her handle everything else.
