Cen Yuying nodded. “It’s been thirteen years.”
Ever since that incident, Cen Shaoqing had never touched the zither again.
Listening to the zither music coming from upstairs, the three sisters felt a lot.
Cen Shaoqing loved ye Zhuo more than they had imagined.
Half an hour later, ye Zhuo finished boiling a pot of tea and brought eight cups to Cen Shaoqing. “Thank you for your hard work, master. have some tea.”
Cen Shaoqing picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.
“How is it?”Ye Zhuo asked.
“The taste is slightly bitter but sweet. The fragrance is fragrant and refreshing.”Cen Shaoqing picked up the cup again and took another sip. “Good tea! The tea maker’s craftsmanship is even better!”
Ye Zhuo smiled and said, “Really?”
“Try it yourself?”Cen Shaoqing said.
Ye Zao put the tray on the coffee table, picked up a cup of tea, and tasted it. Then he said, “Well, not bad. I didn’t lose my craftsmanship.”
