Ye Tianxin took the Jasmine tea from the waiter in the club and took a sip.
The aroma of Jasmine spread between her lips and teeth.
Such a scent made Ye Tianxin narrow her eyes comfortably.
When she lived in Jiameng Town before, the only tea she could drink was Jasmine tea due to the limits of her family's living conditions.
Of course, the quality of the Jasmine tea she drank when she was a child was definitely not as good as the tea that she had now.
"Chairman Gu was reading the Buddhist scriptures just then. Now that you mentioned Death, that seems to be a bit contradictory. Aren't the Buddhists merciful?"
Gu Baiyan had a faint feeling that Ye Tianxin was much more mature than before.
In other words, Ye Tianxin was no longer on the same level as his son.
She exuded an aura of confidence as she spoke.
