Si Huan picked up his teacup and took a sip of the green tea. It was fragrant and mellow. It was the best Yuqian Longjing
However, when Si Huan tasted the tea, he felt that it was a pity that this pot of good tea was wasted with two sanctimonious and hypocritical people.
Ever since his grandfather passed away, Si Huan had been carrying the burden of being the head of the Si Family at a young age. He had interacted a lot with Mr. and Mrs. Huo, who wanted to suppress him with their age and seniority.
Si Huan hated these people to the core, but he couldn't do anything about it. Hence, he could only smile coldly and distantly, pretending to listen to the other party's teachings seriously. However, his thoughts had already flown elsewhere.
