Chapter 177 A Strange Atmosphere (1)


    The discussions in the ssmates group were gradually stopped, and no one dared to say anything


    more. They only asked a few symbolic questions and then began to change the topic.


    The group was usually not very active, but this time, it attracted a lot of people.


    When Consu was out of the small window of the ssmates group, she found that the window of


    dormitory shaking crazily.


    Stacy who always chatted with others and could find all the materials she wanted was chatting with


    others happily. Then all the online sentences were added to her words.


    Consu stood up and grabbed a ss of yoghurt. Then she checked the chatting records. Most of the


    messages were about the conversation between Terence and Adriana. They were talking about the


    romantic stories that had to be told after they got married.


    Feeling bored, she neglected it and decided to watch TV.


    On that night, when Richie came back, he was not in a good mood. His face was dark which could be


    seen by the naked eye. She was afraid that something bad would happen.


    Consu had nned to eat alone or grab something else to fill her stomach. But Emily had told her


    that she was pregnant and she couldn''t eat too casually.


    When she was waiting for the servant to serve the food, Richie came back. His coat was hanging over


    his arm. Three buttons of his white shirt were loosened, revealing his corbone.


    He was both coquettish and proud.


    She didn''t know how to respond, so she tried topose herself and said, "you''re back."


    Perhaps it was because he didn''t expect that she would say something to him, there was a trace of


    surprise in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.


    "Yes." His short and long nasal sound made Consu feel bad.


    She was just like moved her face close to him, waiting for his p. It did hurt.


    During the dinner, both of them kept silent. With a darkened face, Richie had a bad appetite. He picked


    up a pair of chopsticks with his chopsticks and deliberately picked up some food. Inparison,


    Consu was such an appetizing woman.


    She had broken her record by having three bowls of rice in session.


    Richie knocked on the edge of the bowl with chopsticks and asked the satisfied woman, "you have a


    good appetite?"


    He almost showed his unhappiness on his face. How could she eat so happily!


    "Not bad. I need more nutrition." She gave a friendly smile, but in fact, she had already forgiven him.


    Judging from the look on his face and the tone of his voice, she could tell that he was not joking.


    Seeing that he was not happy, she felt not bad.


    Her words were logical and reasonable. With a cold smile, he smiled coldly and left. The ck coat


    was taken to the floor by his action.


    "A hot tempered young man," She put down her bowl and chopsticks, shook her head and giggled.


    After he went upstairs, she picked up the coat.


    This morning, when she wanted to delete the photos, she looked for them from her handbag. But she


    found that all the photos were gone.


    She just didn''t know what on earth he had found out that made his face so bad. In fact, she was really


    happy with it.


    Just because of the photos, they were slowly casting again. Neither of them could go over the wall


    called "estrangement" and see each other.


    It was not a good idea.


    Sitting idly on the sofa in the living room, Consu watched the nonstop idol drama. With a cup of


    coffee in her hand, Miranda started to walk upstairs.


    Consu took the opportunity, stood up and said, "Let me help you."


    Miranda looked at Consu and then looked at the stairs, as if she was considering the practicability of


    her offer.


    They seemed to be a couple who did not get along well with each other. Would Mrs. Richie ssh the


    coffee directly on Mr. Richie''s face?


    "Don''t bother, Mrs. Richie. I''ll take it to Mr. Richie by myself. I''m afraid I can''t exin to Mr. Richie if he


    waits for a long time." After hesitating for a while, Miranda finally decided to turn her down politely.


    Just as the words fell from her lips, the woman who had been kind to her a second ago suddenly


    changed her face and began to put on a dominating mode.


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    "Miranda, can''t I order you anymore?"


    "Mrs. Richie, I don''t think so."


    Being morose, Consu took the bowl andforted, "if you get into trouble, I''ll take the me for


    you."


    In the study, Consu walked into the room with a cup of hot coffee in her hand. The man raised his


    head from some files and saw her. There was no expression on his face. He said calmly, "It turns out


    that I can''t order any servants. It''s very good. Tomorrow she can get out of here."


    Indeed, the two of them had be the same type of people in speaking.


    Raising her eyebrows, Consu didn''t try to exin to Richie. Instead, she merely put the coffee on


    the table in front of him. Being stared intently by him, she almost lost her temper.


    It was really hard to please. She gave coffee to him and was also suspected of poisoning.


    "Do you want me to try the poison first?" Said Consu with a smirk, holding a cup of coffee in her


    hand.


    The man did not deny but nodded, "I don''t mind."


    Under his provocative gaze, Consu raised her head to take a sip, but the man heaved a sigh of relief


    and snatched the coffee cup from her hand.


    "Pregnant woman shouldn''t drink this kind of liquid. Don''t disturb me. You go out first."


    She heaved a sigh of relief and smiled broadly at herself. He had always been this virtue, so long she


    had endured, notck of this period of time.


    "Well, take your time. I picked up the coffee from Miranda and just wanted to see you."


    Richie did not respond. He kept his eyes on her face, as if he was studying how thick a mask she was


    wearing.


    That was why she was so calm and even had a smile on her face.


    A smile curved her crescent eyes, which were so deep that he couldn''t see through.


    "Now that you know I''m busy, why are you still standing here?" The man took a sip of coffee and asked


    her out mercilessly. His attitude and tone were all annoying.


    Taking a deep breath, Consu nodded and left quietly. When the door was closed, she couldn''t


    control herself and mmed the door violently.


    The man''s hand, holding the coffee, was also trembled a few times by this sound, and a few drops of


    coffee sshed onto his hand.


    Richie looked up at the closed door. His eyes were vague, as if he was thinking about something


    uncertain, or as if he was suspecting the right idea he had thought.


    Everything was helpless in the end. He took a sip of coffee, turned on theputer and got back to


    work.


    The coffee, however, didn''t work. It was even hypnotized, which made him a little sleepy.


    After closing the door, Consu trotted to the master bedroom and locked it.


    However, that night, no one came to unlock the door.