Chu Sihan, who was still smug about being 'special' earlier, was extremely unhappy now.
When he first met Lu Sheng, she did not even offer to pour tea for him. What capabilities did this Third Prince have?
Lu Zhou ignored Chu Sihan's sarcasm.
Instead, he smacked his lips and frowned. "Why does the tea suddenly feel a bit sour?"
The rest of them were speechless.
"Young Master, you love to joke."
Lu Sheng smiled insincerely, but her eyes were full of warning.
Lu Zhou glanced at her and continued taking a sip. He nodded and said, "It's the same taste as before. Maybe there was something wrong with my taste buds just now."
Chu Sihan was speechless.
If he was a fool, he might not have known what this person meant.
He snorted coldly in his heart, but appeared composed on the surface. "Third Prince has just recovered from his illness. Why did you come over to such a small town instead of resting in the capital?"
