Qiao Nian's phone kept ringing along the way. The boss brought out the freshly cut lamb when they arrived at the dining area. The hot bone soup in the pot was boiling.
Qiao Nian crossed her legs and replied to the messages on her phone.
Ye Wangchuan poured her a cup of strong tea; the tea leaves floated in the ginger water. He placed the teacup in front of the girl, restrained his noble aura, and said gently, "Drink some water before eating. It's good for your stomach."
Qiao Nian had just replied to Jiang Li's message when she reached out to pick up the teacup. She took a sip and put the cup down.
She looked up and asked him in surprise, "What tea is this?"
"Jun Shan Silver Needle Tea." Ye Wangchuan smiled and ironed her chopsticks in hot water before handing them over. "Does it not taste as bitter as other tea leaves?"
