"Oh, thank you, Manager Xu Shan, I'm not thirsty yet,"
Su Wan said politely with a smile, declining the offer.
Having just seen Xu Shan display hostility towards Zhang Xiaomeng had made Su Wan feel somewhat uncomfortable.
She was aware of Xu Shan's feelings for her, yet Su Wan had no interest in this fair-faced, refined manager.
Instead, it was the deep-voiced, masculine Zhang Xiaomeng that sparked something in her.
"Take a sip, I brewed this Tieguanyin especially for you,"
Xu Shan insisted, aware that the success of the evening hinged on this gesture—and the tea was worth two thousand yuan.
Seeing that Xu Shan had put it that way, Su Wan felt it inappropriate to refuse any further and could only take the teacup, sipping lightly.
"How is it? How's the taste? Try some more, the more Tieguanyin you drink, the fresher you will feel,"
urged Xu Shan. He was worried that a single sip wouldn't be very effective.
"Oh, I'm really not thirsty,"
