He shook his head.
Zhang Ronghua didn't take it to heart. He took a sip of the tea, and it was indeed very bitter and strong. He took a few more sips until half of the tea was gone. He put the teacup on the table beside him and said,"Whether the tea is good or bad is not important. It mainly depends on the person."
Seeing that his cousin had drunk it, Zheng Fugui also took a sip.
Ma Ping 'an was upset and felt guilty. He apologized sincerely,""I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that back then. If I had to choose again, unless I wasn't in that position, I would have done it even if I knew it was wrong!"
"The matter is over."
They chatted for a while.
