As long as it is given to him by his daughter, even boiled water will be sweet.

After receiving his affirmative answer, Xia Wan smiled and her eyes were clear.

She picked up her teacup and tasted it carefully.

It's indeed a good tea.

She thought so, after putting down the teacup, she filled herself with it, followed by Xia Zhengtao, and when it was the old man's turn, the tea in his cup was not touched.

The summer evening is not surprising.

She curled her lips quietly and sat back to her original position.

This time, the two finally looked at each other.

The atmosphere seemed to have changed again, and the air pressure was lowered again, and the entire private room seemed to be shrouded in coldness.

Xia Wan smiled, looked at his teacup with her eyes, and asked in the tone of the host: "Old sir, don't you drink tea? Isn't it to your taste? Do you need to let me change you other tea leaves?"

The old man's eyebrows moved, and his lips, which were almost pursed into a line, revealed his displeasure.

Xia Wan saw it.

With a chuckling, she pointed to the other two dishes on the table: "This is the signature snack in this tea room. It belongs to the health series. It is best to drink with tea. Why not try it?"

While she was talking, there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at the old man without any hesitation.

The air around seemed to be frozen, very strange.

The old man looked at Xia Wan and finally spoke: "Why make tea for me?"

His voice was majestic and a high tone.

Xia Wan raised her lips.

A bright smile spread out, and she asked back: "If you didn't make tea for you, would you ask me now why you didn't make tea for your elders? Where are the politeness and tutoring? Right?"

The old man choked and his brows became even tighter, and more and more unhappy were coming out.

Xia Wan just pretends not to notice it.

She rubbed her fingertips on the teacup. She smiled faintly, then looked at Xia Zhengtao, Yuhan said coquettishly: "Dad, you go out and wait for me first, just a while, okay?"

Where would Xia Zhengtao agree?!

"Wanwan, he is..."

"I know." Xia Wan interrupted his eyes.

Xia Zhengtao suddenly felt extremely complicated: "I know you still..."

"Dad, believe me." Xia Wan said seriously.

Xia Zhengtao looked at her for a few seconds, but finally compromised.

"……good."

The door opens and the door closes, and Xia Zhengtao's figure is isolated.

Xia Wan then withdrew her gaze and looked at the old man opposite again.

The old man's eyes seemed to have become sharper, and the momentum around him also changed, becoming enough to make the people in the box tremble and shudder.

However, summer evening does not include it.

"Mr. Lawrence." She looked at him and politely and alienatedly spit out a few words.

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Chapter completed!