Over the next week, Shang An started her new job.
Liang Weining taught her step by step.
On the first day, after wasting beans three times in the pantry, Xiao Shang finally made a cup of coffee without sugar that met Mr. Chen's taste.
Too bitter, Liang Weining couldn't understand the pleasure in it.
What on earth does the boss love about it?
Xiao Shang guessed, "Mr. Chen has been pampered since birth, he might just like something special. What we find bitter might seem sweet to him."
Nonsense.
Liang Weining picked up the cup and took another sip.
So bitter she frowned.
Xiao Shang said, "The one who can taste the sweetness of the coffee in Mr. Chen's mouth must be the person who understands him the most in this world."
Her throat, moistened, felt inexplicably dry.
Liang Weining thought blankly.
To understand him.
