She turned her face away, her eyes half-closed, concealing the dazzling gleam within them.
Ruan Tianling's eyes burned as he stared at her, a shallow smile flickered on his face as he took a sip of tea. Then, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.
"Did you make this tea?" he asked coldly.
Jian Yufei knew he noticed something off with the taste. "No, Aunty Li did," she replied.
The man sarcastically laughed. His mood had started off great but was now consumed in clouds of gloom.
"It seems like you're really good at commending yourself with someone else's efforts. Offering me tea made by someone else, don't you think your sincerity lacks?"
Jian Yufei knew she was at fault and softly said, "Will it be okay if I make a cup for you personally tomorrow morning?"
Ruan Tianling pursed his lips without uttering a word. She added, "Can I deliver it to your bedroom myself?"
The man satisfied, corner of his lips hooked up, "Don't forget."
