Xia Yangyang walked over, as Liu Ruyan handed her a cup of tea: "This is top-notch white tea, your father's favourite kind. It has been aged for seven years. They say about white tea that it's merely tea in the first year, becomes a medicine by the third year, and enhances to a treasure by the seventh. When I left Feng City, I didn't take anything with me except for two bricks of tea that your father prized. All this time, these have been my only keepsakes. Serving it to you today can't be more appropriate."
Upon hearing Liu Ruyan casually mention her father.
A surge of fury welled up in Xia Yangyang: "Aunt Liu, my father treated you well back then, how could you harm him so easily? Regardless, he was Weiwei's father. Your heartlessness and ruthlessness are simply outrageous."
