Just then, his phone suddenly rang, giving him quite a scare.
Seeing him get a call, Ge Yiyue asked, "Li Zheng, do you need help with that?"
Li Zheng quickly hung up and brought out the dishes he had prepared.
"No, no, it's just a small matter!"
Watching Li Zheng dash around, eager to help with the chores and being polite to everyone,
Ge Yiyue felt quite pleased.
Not to mention, Li Zheng looked good too. He was making money in business and running his own show now.
Ge Yiyue couldn't help but smile and nod in approval.
On the other hand, Ling Feng was sitting there, deeply engaged in a discussion with Zheng Miaoyi about the plot of a drama on TV.
That hardly seemed like something a successful man should be doing.
In comparison, Li Zheng instantly became the perfect son-in-law in her eyes.
Only a son-in-law like him could bring her pride when she showed him off.
Even though Ling Feng had made some improvements recently,
he still fell way short when compared to Li Zheng.
Ling Feng was keeping an eye on Li Zheng while pretending to be absorbed in the drama.
He noticed something strange.
Since earlier, Li Zheng's phone had rung at least five times, but he hadn't answered a single one.
As everyone sat down, Li Zheng quickly served food to Ge Yiyue.
She took a bite and instantly praised him.
She even mentioned how lucky some girl would be to marry someone like Li Zheng.
Just as Li Zheng was about to be modest, his phone rang again.
"Li Zheng, you big bosses are always so busy, huh?"
Ling Feng teased with a smirk.
"Can't help it, it's all business stuff!"
Li Zheng chuckled, hanging up the call.
"Why don't you answer it?"
Ge Yiyue asked, looking a bit anxious.
"It's fine, it's just people asking for favors. I'll call them back after dinner!"
Li Zheng brushed it off nonchalantly.
"Oh, that makes sense!"
Ge Yiyue nodded, looking even more pleased with him.
While they were halfway through dinner,
Li Zheng pulled out two beautifully packaged boxes from a bag nearby, one big and one small.
"Ge Ayi, this is a gift for you!"
He opened the smaller box first, revealing a jade bracelet.
"Oh dear, you really shouldn't have brought gifts, just coming to see me is enough!"
She said this, but didn't hesitate to put the bracelet on her wrist.
Ling Feng glanced over; while it wasn't fake, it wasn't exactly top-tier either—probably worth just a couple thousand bucks at most.
"Uncle Zheng, this is this year's pre-Qingming Longjing tea, just for you!"
When he opened the larger box, it contained a jar of tea, a gift for Zheng Guanghui.
Zheng Guanghui's eyes lit up at the sight of the tea.
"This kid really has a thoughtful side!"
He took the tea, seemingly mesmerized, forgetting all about his food.
"These gifts are all carefully selected. I just want Uncle and Aunt to be happy!"
Seeing that they were pleased, Li Zheng started to brag a little.
Zheng Guanghui and Ge Yiyue were naturally thrilled to hear that.
Li Zheng even said that if Uncle Zheng ran out of tea, he could always let him know.
He had a business partner in the tea industry and could get him some good stuff.
As he enjoyed the moment, he cast a smug look at Ling Feng, a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Ling Feng just smiled faintly and said,
"If that tea is from your business partner, you might want to be cautious. He doesn't seem very reliable!"
Li Zheng's expression darkened, "What do you mean by that?"
Ling Feng shrugged, "I mean nothing."
"I just wanted to warn you that this tea isn't real pre-Qingming Longjing; it's fake!"
"You're talking nonsense! What proof do you have?"
Li Zheng tried to sound outraged, but his eyes betrayed his panic.
"Proof is simple. The size of your tea leaves is too uniform!"
Ling Feng shook his head.
"That's obvious; good tea shouldn't have uneven leaf sizes!"
Li Zheng was momentarily taken aback and blurted out.
"Regular tea might be like that, but pre-Qingming Longjing is picked from the very first buds before Qingming, and they vary in size since it's still in the budding stage."
Ling Feng smiled coldly, continuing,
"Plus, this year's weather has been odd. After the spring equinox, there was a heavy snowfall, causing a serious late spring chill. Many of the buds that just emerged got frostbitten, so the size differences are even more pronounced this year than usual!"
After saying that, Ling Feng calmly looked at Li Zheng.
"Now, do you still want to claim this is this year's pre-Qingming Longjing?"
"Uh…"
Li Zheng realized he had misspoken and felt cornered, unable to respond.
"I don't know much about tea; I guess I got fooled!"
Li Zheng understood that insisting it was this year's pre-Qingming Longjing would be pointless.
"No matter what it is, it's the thought that counts!"
Ge Yiyue chimed in, showing her bias without holding back.
Not only that, she turned to Ling Feng and sneered, "At least he brought gifts, unlike some people who haven't given anything for years!"
"Who says I didn't bring gifts?"
Ling Feng smiled and pulled two items from the nearby sofa.
"This is for Dad!"
Ling Feng held up a Yixing clay teapot, a keepsake from his master.
He had kept it unused for a while, but now it made a perfect gift.
Since he didn't drink tea, it was nice to put it to good use.
"Oh my, this is a piece from Master Xu Shunchen!"
Zheng Guanghui exclaimed, admiring the teapot.
"What's the big deal about a lousy teapot?"
Ge Yiyue said, unimpressed.
"What do you know? This is a genuine Yixing teapot.
And it's a masterpiece by Xu Shunchen! It's not just a teapot; it's art, a collectible, a piece of heritage!"
Zheng Guanghui couldn't get enough of it, clearly displeased with Ge Yiyue's reaction.
Seeing that she still didn't understand, he added, "This teapot is worth hundreds of thousands!"
"What? A teapot costs that much?"
Ge Yiyue's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the teapot in Zheng Guanghui's hands.
"A sword is given to a hero; Dad knows his stuff. Giving you this teapot was definitely a good call!"
Ling Feng laughed heartily.
"But don't forget, one servant shouldn't serve two masters, and one teapot shouldn't brew two kinds of tea. Don't go using that Yixing teapot to brew fake tea!"
With that, Ling Feng made a double entendre that mocked Li Zheng.
Then he took out the liver-protecting tea he had personally mixed at the Chinese medicine shop.
"Mom, this liver-protecting tea is for you!"
When Ge Yiyue saw it was a big bag of herbal stuff, her expression darkened instantly.